Lured By My Ex's Sister's Husband Novels & Stories

My sister has been devastated since all the deals she got because of her supposed wedding to Estefan have been withdrawn and also, her biggest rival in the modelling industry, Mackenzie Chesterfield, seized the opportunity to humiliate my sister at every chance she got. Leah hasn't been talking to me ever since and I didn't feel the need to do anything about it because it wasn't my fault. Whatever happened was between her and Estefan but I was the one who got my life ripped away from me and was about to enter a marriage that could turn out to be a nightmare for me. I also had to suffer all those accusing words from her for being thrown in the middle of their failed love story. All the insult

The words stuck in my throat as his meaning sank in. He thought I had brought him here for sex. "I didn't expect this behavior from a divorcée," he continued, and the word hit me like a physical blow. "Especially from the former wife of my stepbrother." The world swayed. "Your what?" "Richard Blackwood." His smile was sharp as a blade. "My dear stepbrother." Ice flooded my veins. Richard had a half-brother—David. Sweet, kind David who had tried to comfort me during the loneliest parts of my marriage.

“I'm doing everything I can to bring your sister back. I'm not your sister's biggest fan, but you can't deny the fact that I'm trying everything I can to…” “You are?” She cut in, her voice aching with sarcasm. Her eyes were trained on me, and I didn't miss the fury dancing in her eyes. She threw her arms wide, before stepping closer, and I didn't miss the slight shift in her voice. “You shared his bed. He sent you a lovey dovey message, and you let this happen? My sister’s out there, gods know what he's doing to her, and you’re lurking in the shadows, eavesdropping on war councils?”

His eyes searched my face, reading the space between my words, reading what I was not saying. "Is there someone else?" he asked. I held his gaze. "There cannot be." It was the truth, the truth he deserved to hear. There could not be someone else, not because I did not feel it. Not because I did not want it but ecause the someone else was not mine to want, was not mine to have, was my sister's husband and my Alpha and the man who had banished me from everything I had ever known. Marcus looked at me for a long time after I said it. His thumbs moved against my knuckles. His face was tired, sad, but not angry. He had never been angry. That was not who he was.

' I wanted to reply but bit my tongue hard. "Sister Jenna married a good man. They have just been wedded 2 years or so, they should have patience, th...." I tried saying when mum raised her hand, signalling me to stop. "Darius's parents are already pressuring your sister, are you going to help her or not?" Mum half-yelled and I let out a sigh. It's not been three years since their marriage, since I left home for a fresh start because I couldn't bear to see my sister with the man I have loved all my life.

In the period of my waiting, I made a crucial decision. As a near-innocent woman who fell in love; got heartbroken, rushed into marriage; got treated like trash, and now wants her revenge in the most unconventional way, what best way can I do it but fuck my brother-in-law? I was blinded to this fact earlier, but reducing my access to men brought this very intrusive thoughts to the surface. Taking a step lower, I press my bare chest against his, tilting my head a little to look into his eyes. They are quivering.

I looked at his hand like it was dirt. “What the hell are you doing with my wife?” I asked again, slowly. He pulled his hand back, clearly getting the message. “I see you’re not here for pleasantries,” he said. “Well, I’m sorry if this came off wrong, but I’m just here with my sister.” Sister? What sort of rubbish excuse is that? I looked at him again. Then looked at Lilith. He kept talking. “Yeah, Lilith just found out she has a stepbrother. I texted her. Told her we should meet up, get acquainted…”

"You don't right? What if your sister had been the bad guy? What if she had tricked us?" Grant chuckles, not fearing anything. "If she tricked you, she tricked you with something you would have done if she hadn't tricked you. She usually tricks a person with their own plan. She's my sister so I know best." Roger can't help but agree but he doesn't voice it out... Or, why not? "I agree. Actually, my brother took quite the fancy to her and decided, whether she was a married woman or not, he would sleep with her. Of course, that didn't sit well with me but I still helped him acquire the aphrodisiac anyway. The night went horribly wrong. We lost the company and my brother broke his two arms and

“He stood up for you, Lori. And don’t think I didn’t notice him sneaking looks at you!” I immediately look away. “Ella…” “You should absolutely get his number!” “Ella.” “You two would make a gorgeous couple!” I groan. “Ella.” “What?” I sigh. “That man is my ex-husband.” She stiffens at once, her expression shifting into one of absolute shock. “Your what?!” “My ex-husband.” I point back toward the boutique. “And the girl causing all the drama is his sister.” For several seconds, Ella simply blinks, still stunned. Then her face darkens.

Why the fuck did he have to be my sisters Ex husband? To be continued....