I Took The Fall For My Brother Novels & Stories

I barely flipped through the documents when Conti barged in without knocking, like he owned the place. “Ever heard of knocking?” I muttered without looking up. Conti chuckled. “Since when do I need permission to walk into your office?” I sighed and set the papers down. Conti was the only one I tolerated—my brother without the blood. But today, his cocky grin annoyed me. “Maybe you don’t need permission, but some sense would help. I’m not in the mood.” Conti dropped into a chair. “Let me guess—you’re sulking over the high school gig? Dad’s not stupid. There’s a plan.”

I stuttered. Spilling all those words felt like I was being scraped inside out with a carver knife. “I had something to do with that.” I added, tarrying. “No you didn't.” Chase said, objecting. “Is it bad enough that you made me take the fall for the crap you pulled with Jessica, now you wanna take glory for putting Rudd out of County High?” He asked, looking very disgusted. It's the first time he spoke since the great revelation started, and I'm sad it had to be to me.

Ava froze, her fork pausing mid-air. Ethan scoffed. “Didn’t go. I bailed.” Leo laughed. “Seriously?” Ethan leaned back, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. The thought of sharing my once-quiet house with two new people? Freaky. No thanks.” Freya gasped and turned to Ava so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. “Did you hear that?” she whispered. Ava kept her expression blank. “Nope.” Freya nudged her. “He’s your stepbrother.”

"You may go." The servant bowed respectfully and quietly left. Only then did Sebastian look back at me. "All set?" I held up the crumpled page, my hand trembling. "You're Alex's brother?" "Older brother.” He corrected me without the slightest change in expression. I could only stare at him in disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded, my voice rising. "Would it have changed your decision?" He asked calmly. I frowned. "What?" "If I'd told you yesterday that Alexander is my younger brother..." His voice remained even. "Would you have rejected my offer?"

“So just ask for my help, wifey. Ask me to be your teacher.” If I’m being honest, I already knew he was offering himself. I should shake my head right now, tell him no, and shut this down completely. But I don’t. I lie there frozen, chest heaving, our bodies so close I can feel the heat radiating from him. My mind spins with the dangerous possibility. Would real experience actually make my writing better? And not with just anyone… but with my ex’s older brother. I squeeze my eyes shut as I imagine the judgment. The whispers, the fingers pointing at me, calling me a slut and a desperate bitch for sleeping with the other Hart brother.

“You were never worth it." My brother pulls the trigger.

Do not worry” I blinked up at him. “What? If this will go bad if it goes out of hand, Let me handle it so that there will be less trouble and even if there is I will be able to take the fall for it” I don’t know what came over me but I felt the need to save my brother.

My brother always got my back, I know that since that happened. “I-Im not ok,” I stuttered as tear fell on my eyes. The album dropped on my lap as my shoulders started shaking and next thing I knew; I was on my brother’s arms. As much as I tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from my throat in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping.

I frown. " Mama," I say sweetly, as I did when I was a child, " I ate plenty, please. I can't wait to wear my wedding dress," I force a smile through the pain. It's all she needs to let me go. " I'll drive her," Khai says. We stand up and quickly leave before they notice something is wrong. I fall to the ground once I'm out of sight of my family, and my brother carries me in his arms. " I'll fucking rip him apart," he growls.