I Hate My Sisters Boyfriend Novels & Stories

That I would never do something like that to her? “How could you?” she muttered, and I felt my heart shatter. “Something as terrible as this—why didn’t you tell me?” Lisa kept talking, and every second felt like I was drowning in a cage of water, with nowhere to run for safety. “I-I’m sorry.” I muttered, my heart aching as I watched tears roll down her face. How could I have told her that I, her little sister, had slept with her man—and still did? How could I say it, knowing how terribly it would break her?

I feel like I'm going to tear up if I smile anymore. "Long time no see, sis." She smirked. "Are you married? I hope not to a rich old man." I wanted to laugh sarcastically and slap him in the face that I didn't have to cut that off. He is not a match for his own 'sister's boyfriend' who needs to be kidnapped. "Of course not. I'll bet you my life, sis..." I hung up on what I was going to say and then returned her plastic smile. "He's not old and most importantly... Not. An. Asshole."

Chapter Nineteen: Getting Along! Lenna's POV "You still looking handsome, Rhon... We miss you so much," Mom said as she kissed my boyfriend's hand, while here I was, I couldn't look at my boyfriend cause I has no face to look at him after I slept with his brother, I cheated.

My sister's boyfriend and me are very good friends. He's been dating my sister Karen for over two years now. From the first day he started fucking her, he gave me all of the details. I watched them once fucking. Jim, my sister's boyfriend agreed to leave her bedroom door open. I watcher him eat her out. She really loved that. When he started fucking her it made me cum in my pants. My sister is very good looking. Any guy, included me would love to fuck her.

he said, his hand went to my leg, squeezing it softly. I sighed, “no one. It’s none of your business. You and I aren’t dating, we’re not even friends. We’re step brother and sister at most. So just leave me alone.” His hand strokes my leg softly and he whispered, “he can never give you what I can.” I laughed mocking him, “no, you can never give me what I want. You can never be my boyfriend, my mate. You’re so anti love, that can’t even be happy for our parents. What in the hell could I get from you?”

He's right; this is fucked up,' I mentally scolded myself. "This is all your fault for dating my best friend. I hate you. I can't wait until we graduate so I can get the hell away from you," "If it's any consolation, I just got off thinking about you, and it was quite nice. Oh, the things I would do to you if you weren't my sister. I almost came again in my shorts just now; that was hot. But you are my sister, and I hate you too, so all of this needs to stop now. Plus, you're dating my best friend as well. Word of advice, you need to give him a little something before he breaks up with you. Caden is starting to get bored,"

He said and kissed my forehead, my heart reverberated hearing the new pet name he got for me “I love you too” I smiled and closed my eyes, I think my husband is right, is high time I forget about Hennesy and live my life like she never existed, she already hated me to the core and sees me as her enemy, I should leave her alone and let her do what she wants, from now on I don't have a sister, is just me and me alone.

"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you, Amaya! Just leave my brother alone! Don't hurt him! Fuck yourself!!" "I hate you more than you hate me! Because you killed my love's family, you critically injured my friends! And you are fucking unreasonable right now for being so obsessed over my husband! You are never meant for each other! You're siblings! Hugo will never like you! Not when you are like this! You are a selfish bitch!!!"

I shook the wheel violently, resting my head on it. I had never had a real boyfriend in my life. Every guy I had been with was either after my last name or because I was easy. I had never thought I was truly easy—until today. My phone rang, breaking the silence. I pulled it from my purse, wiping my face. It was Vanessa. I answered. “Hey, little sis. So, you’re still coming, right?” I never said I was coming—I only said I would think about it. I cleared my throat, sniffing to hide the tears, not like she cared.

As silly as it felt at the time, it worked. Now she was captive because of my father’s mistakes, and there was nothing I could do. I picked up a stone. “Useless,” I muttered, tossing it into the empty field. Another stone. “Useless.” Another. “Useless.” My phone buzzed in my pocket. I yanked it out, already annoyed. “What is it now, Adrián?” I snapped. I didn’t just hate my sister’s boyfriend.I despised him with a burning, all-consuming passion.