Married To My Ex’s Rival Stepbrother Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stopped mid-step, the tile floor cushioning my feet as I turned to face him. “Not safe?” “Yes,” he nodded, looking down Into my eyes. “He’s your ex, Ash. That kind of history doesn’t disappear just because people change titles.” “Win me over?” A short laugh slipped out of me before I could stop it. “That’s not possible. He’s my stepbrother now, and we don’t have anything to talk about. Besides, I don’t care about the past. It’s in the past, okay?” The tension in his jaw eased a little, his shoulders dropping. He pulled me closer, his breath brushing my ear as he spoke in a low voice. “You sure about that? I’ve heard cases of step-siblings getting together.”

“It’s not like that. He and I…” “I don’t care,” I snapped. “You can spin whatever story you want, but at the end of the day, you betrayed me. You knew what he did to me, and you still chose him.” Lucy sighed again, like she was tired of my emotions. “You need to let this go.” “Let this go?” My hands curled into fists. “You expect me to just accept this? That my ex-husband, who only married me for my father’s position, is now with my step sister? Do you not see how twisted that is?”

“No one else but me.” His thrusts were splitting me apart, destroying my good sense and reason. I had forgotten I was supposed to hate him, supposed to fight him for the control of choosing my own husband and time of marriage. I forgot we were supposed to be step siblings. That what we were doing was despicable, the very same thing I vowed not to end up doing. But fuck it if the most despicable acts weren't the sweetest things in the world. Fucking my stepbrother was right there with the sweetest of them all.

’’ At first she just stared at me, and I thought she was judging me. ‘’Honestly, I’m not judging you. I’m… I kind of went through something similar with my best friend, first it was an innocent kiss then we did something, and we liked it. Her parents found out and they sent her away, now she is married with a child on the way.’’ I was speechless at that. ‘’So, this stepbrother, is he and the girl married?’’ ‘’No, just his girlfriend.’’ ‘’Do they plan on getting married?’’

I gave a smile and try to convince him into taking over my late husband’s business, the old man refused and said the ones who are yet to take over the business will come soon, he was so sure of whatever nonsense he is saying because it is pure nonsense. I can’t believe that stepsister of mine , she is nothing but a thorn in my life. Always regarded as the best, always rivaling with me, even in separate marriages , she is still my rival. I never had a good marriage but she does, she has that caring and wonderful husband while I never enjoyed my own marriage till I killed the stupid Roland myself, I should have let my stepsister just have him, I f I know he is as useless as he is. I tried conv

I knew she wouldn't help me if I had told her I and my husband were looking for a surrogate baby mama, so I told her we just needed a maid. "No, I'm not," I shrug, and she scoffs and leans forward. "Have you lost it, Alicia? This man we are talking about here was your brother-in-law... He is your husband's fucking brother!" She snaps at me. "Ex-husband..." "Even so. You are going to get married to someone you were married to his brother before? Are you kidding me?" Her eyes narrow as she shrieks for the second time. "Come on, Jenny, stop making a mountain out of nothing, ok? There's nothing wrong with getting married to my ex-husband's brother, ok? I am no more married to his brother..."

It's no wonder Valeria looked at me like I was nuts last night when I collected the invitation from her. But no matter how cruel the reality was, I was unwilling to give up. I was still holding on to that glimmer of hope that Damian ignited in my heart the last time he visited. He said he would give me an explanation. Taking a deep breath, I smiled at him. " Today is his engagement party. Before being his mate, I was his sister. What's wrong with a sister accompanying her brother on his important day?" What a pathetic excuse that was? " Mia, by doing this, you are only hurting yourself even more." My father whispered softly and I knew he was right.

The word slipped out before I could stop it, disbelief flooding my chest. “Are you crazy?” I added quickly, shaking my head as I took a step back. “You’re my ex-husband’s brother.” "Stepbrother." He corrected. “That makes it better,” he added without hesitation, his tone almost amused, like he had already thought this through and decided it made perfect sense. I stared at him, completely thrown. “I know you want to make Sebastian pay,” he continued, leaning back slightly, watching me carefully. “I can help with that.”

It was signed six months before I even met Blake. The message at the bottom of the photo read: "He never intended to let you go, Olivia. Look at the price they put on your head." I looked at the number on the page and realized my entire marriage was a lie. I wasn't a wife, I was an investment, and the man sleeping next to me had already sold me to someone else before we even said I do. I sat up slowly, my body still aching from the sex. I looked at Blake. He looked so peaceful,

"Yes, but it'll be a fake marriage. After all, I can't just let it slide after being cheated on. I need some payback." Hearing this, his expression dimmed, but he nodded in agreement. Our wedding proceeded as planned under the terms of the original engagement. On the big day, I walked into the grand hall draped in white lace, my hand resting lightly on Logan's arm. We went through the entire ceremony, and, of course, Norris showed up with Jasmine in tow. His face was a storm cloud of emotions, his expression a mix of resentment and disbelief. I waved at him, my voice gentle as I spoke, "Norris, guess what? I'm your sister-in-law now."