روايات وقصص ضمن Marriage With Your Brother

Although Leo seemed to have calmed down, she sensed that something significant was brewing within him, and Ryan remained a taboo subject in their relationship and home. “We won’t be staying here for long. After this weekend, we’ll go back home,” Leo said as he pulled her closer to him in bed. She snuggled in to find a comfortable position and nodded, believing it was for the best. She worried that the entire issue would affect their marriage if the elders found out about her dating one brother and marrying the other later. Though it was a coincidence, no one would believe her.

She wasn’t used to seeing her husband in such a light state. — What is it? she asked, feigning an interest she didn’t entirely feel. — Nathan, my twin brother, is finally coming back! His enthusiasm was palpable. It was as if he was becoming a teenager again just by saying that name. — He returned after spending years traveling abroad. I haven’t seen him in a while, and he has changed a lot. Léa squinted, trying to gather her memories. Nathan. That name floated in her mind like an old, blurry photo, never really seen. She knew he was Thomas's twin, but their paths had never crossed.

“You’re married to her sister, Ian. Her sister. Do you have any idea how fucked up that is? How much damage you’ve done?” “I know. I know it’s fucked up. I know I’m—” “You’re a coward. You want everything—the wife, the mistress, the freedom to choose neither when it gets too complicated. Well, guess what? You just made your choice. You chose to hurt both of them.” “I’m trying to do the right thing.”

over the past five years, trying to guilt trip me. "How much have I given up for you? I had a chance to move to a big city for work, but I stayed here because of you. When you were struggling in the early days of your startup, I suffered alongside you and never complained once. Now that you've succeeded, you listen to some rumors and want to abandon me and my brother?" She pulled out our wedding photo from the coffee table drawer. In the picture, we were both smiling happily.

She gave me a small smile again, this time reaching across to dry the tears that were now running down my face. "I wish it was that simple, Noah, but it’s not. Marriage doesn’t always work out for everyone, and we just happened to be one of them. But you’re wrong about one thing. You can do this without me. You can live your life without me. You’ve got your job too, something I know you love so much. Don’t you know you’re like a real-life superhero? It’s one thing to be a doctor, it’s another to be a neurosurgeon. And a damn good one at that. A lot of people are waiting for you; they’re counting on you still, so you can’t give up. As for us, we have different paths now, and it’s best we foll

, “What? No—you don’t have to. My father still is unaware of what happened my mother has asked me not to come. So its better if we don't —” “I don’t think I need advice,” he said coolly, stepping further into the kitchen, “from someone whose sister betrayed me.” His voice cut like glass. “And don’t think you’re some saint, Layla. Does your boyfriend know you married me? You did the same to him that your sister did to me.” The air froze between us. My lips parted, but no words came. Xavier’s eyes flickered with something unreadable—anger, maybe disappointment—before he turned away. “So go get dressed.”

"Don't you think I belong here? You don't value my feelings at all." "Like I said, this isn't the time to be concerned with personal feelings," I said pressing my point. "If you really don't want to follow what I'm saying, we should just get a divorce." Jessy glared in surprise and panic. "Why are you saying that?!!! Are you crazy?" "Jessy, our marriage was made because our two families benefited from each other. Have you forgotten that you also want my property? "You may not realize your position, Jessy. If you're not going to help me achieve my goals as agreed upon in the business contract of our marriage, we might as well end it."

I couldn’t let this marriage fail, not with Simon looming in the background, ready to say “I told you so.” Jeez, I’m definitely going to lose it. I’ve been with two brothers. Sure, Simon and I hadn’t been together since I married Tom, but that didn’t make it sound any less insane. How did I end up here? How am I married to two men who just happen to be brothers?

“I was in seventh grade. Went to Tyler’s after practice. She was standing on the landing, looking down at me. Hair loose. Pink sweater. And I just ” “Isn’t that a felony under the bro code?” I cut in. “Pretty sure crushing on your friend’s sister is a capital offense.” He waves it off. “Actually, technically, the bro code says if you’ve known a guy more than twentyfour hours, his sister is offlimits forever unless you marry her.” A grin splits his face. Unhinged. Certain. “So it’s fine. I’m going to marry Beth.” “Uhhuh.” I nod slowly. “And Beth knows about this destiny you’ve cooked up?”

“What happened with your brother?” It wasn't a secret that my brother was no longer in the picture. People are just never sure of the entire story. One moment he was the favorite and then the next I was an only son. I raised my glass to my lip, but then decided against it. "He married someone my parents didn’t approve of. At that time when he was supposed to be betrothed to the daughter of the owner of the Yellow Fin Airlines.” She breathes out a soft Oh, as if that explained a lot for her. I wondered what she was thinking.