Married To The Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

I should've bargained for this before the wedding, but it had skipped my mind, and now, its consequences were coming to bite me in the ass. Like my husband marrying someone else, for instance. Mikhail chuckled. "Down, tiger. You look ready to claw her eyes out." Her? I wanted to slam my fist into his brother's jaw. "This has nothing to do with her. I want to gouge your brother's eyes out."

I was stunned to see my husband who had never for once apologized to me even when he hurt me the most, standing before me and acting all pathetic. "What do you want?" I asked him, and he sighed. "You don't have to do this, babe... You can't marry my brother, ok?" He held my shoulders and stared into my eyes. I was almost lost staring into his eyes, but I tried to control it. "Babe? Who is your babe? And what do you care if I marry your brother?" I asked him as I shrugged his hands off my shoulders, and he bit his bottom lip. "Because he is my brother. It's not nice, Ashley. We had sex... We were together, and you can't marry my brother now. It's not something..."

She had no idea that the prenup she didn't sign was invalid because they weren't actually married. He was no fool. His plan was simple---to watch her and Mason do the five-year plan he had heard of his brother. But before that time comes they will realize their great mistake. He was going to crush them both. A brother, a fake wife... He wouldn't have taken such a bad step with them if he hadn't found out about their plans for him. Their betrayal was not something he could easily forget. He will not rest until he puts them in their proper place.

He stepped back one more time, his jaw tight, fists clenched at his sides. "What the hell do you mean you're still married to my brother, huh?" Liam snapped. His voice cut through the air like a blade. Sharp. Bitter. Loud enough that a couple people outside the bar turned to stare. I folded my arms, chin high, and let the words roll off my tongue like I’d been waiting to say them. “What else do you think I mean, Liam? Your stupid brother didn’t even notice I used the wrong signature on the divorce papers — not the one I signed on our marriage certificate. The legal one.”

How had he, Victor Ravencroft as the man who once had everything ended up here? He couldn’t even comprehend why he betrayed Alisa in the first place. Maybe it was arrogance or maybe it was his mother’s manipulation and maybe it was his own blindness. Whatever it was, it had cost him everything—his marriage, his name and his peace. Now, he couldn’t even call her his wife. Legally and emotionally, she belonged to another man now and that it his brother, Leo. The thought burned.

So I smiled at Liam, nodded when he asked if I’d go, and ignored the weight of Aiden’s gaze that I swore lingered on me for a fraction of a second too long. Pretend. That was all I could do. Pretend I was still the girl who loved Liam, and not the girl who’d already betrayed herself with his brother.

"Why am I always falling short compared to my brother? He even takes away the person I like. I can't accept it!" "She's in a relationship with my brother now. I feel hurtful…" "If only my brother didn't exist, then Audrey would only have eyes for me." As I flipped through the pages, my heart gradually grew heavy. I didn't realize that Martin hated Henry so much. I could still remember when Henry and I officially announced our relationship; Martin was the most excited. "She is so beautiful; it's our family's honor to have her. Henry, you two must stay together forever." Little did I know that Martin had already planned to get rid of Henry since then. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. A w

“How dare you say such things about your own brother–And how would you know anything about my marriage?” He scoffed– “Yes he is my brother– but I do not condone disrespect and—” “Is this what you are doing now, trying to taint my husband all black so I can fall back into your arms?” I blurted. “I never said such– But if that's the case, A man never snitches. But I guess you do see the signs– so why fight it?” I swallowed hard, trying to keep my expression still. “Do you really think everything revolves around your ego?”

There were days when I didn't leave early enough or came back too soon, and I was forced to watch his acts of affection with another woman. The same man I thought I would have my kids with. I was lucky on the days when it was just him burying his tongue in her throat; other days, I was not as lucky, and they made rabbits look tame. Those days were harder than others. I would feel my world crumbling all the more and ask just what I had done to deserve this. Father's health was not showing any sign of improving either; he was responding well enough to treatment, but not enough that I could risk including this marriage without affecting him.

"You drew blood on your own brother, over a woman. It has never been done in this lineage, we don't let women have hold over men." "I shot him, not because of a woman but because he tried to steal my position through marriage." "She's nothing," Ethan spat, staring at me with pure hatred. "A street rat who was convenient." Adrian's grip tightened on my hand. "Watch your mouth." Enzo's voice rose. "Brothers don't turn on each other like this." "Then we were never really brothers," Adrian replied. "This girl is tearing our family apart." Ethan slammed the desk, bellowing with full force. I cowered at Adrian's back.