Married To The Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

She thought it was her mother coming to comfort her. Ziva walked into Vivica’s bedroom, her eyes were full of concern, and she said, “I think there has been a misunderstanding, Viv. There is no way that my brother has married a random woman. Besides, he didn't leave the family mansion today; he was busy playing chess with my grandfather.” Vivica looked at her best friend with tears in her eyes and replied, “My brother was telling the truth, Ziva. Your brother has confessed that he was already married. How could he do this to me, Ziva?”

Had stood at an altar in his brother's place and said I accept and lifted a veil and said you are my wife now with the certainty of someone who understood the exact legal and temporal dimensions of what the words meant. "You were racing the window," I said. "Yes," he said. "The marriage was not just about the Sterling arrangement," I said. "It was about cutting off Hale's window by establishing a competing claim that superseded the original arrangement before the window expired." "Yes," he said. "And it worked," I said. "In the sense that we are married and the Sterling claim is established. But it did not close the window because my father's instrument allows for a breach clause."

He didn't budge, so I gave him a harder, desperate push, forcing him back just enough to break the seal. "What the fuck, Leah?" he breathed, his eyes dilated and wild. "This isn't right!" I wiped my mouth, feeling like I needed to scrub the taste of guilt off my tongue. "I’m married to your brother!" "It’s not even a real marriage!" he spat, his frustration bleeding out. "We both know it’s a farce!" "It doesn't make it right!" I yelled back, my voice echoing on the rooftop.

His eyes searched mine the way I had watched him search the eyes of men he was about to put in the ground. "Then we do it our way," he said. "We give her to me. I have a room for women like her. She will not see the sun again." "No." "You do not say no to me in my own house, boy." "Padre." I did not raise my voice. I did not lower my eyes. "With respect. The tradition is the tradition. When a brother dies, the elder inherits the wife. That is the law of this house going back four generations. If you break that law for her, every captain under our flag is going to know you broke it.

"I am so incredibly glad he made it back in time. I want to officially introduce you to my older brother, Aleck. He just got back into the country this morning after running our family's international shipping business overseas. Aleck, this is my beautiful bride, Sloane." Aleck. There went my hopes of him being a doppelganger. My mind was spinning violently. The man I had met in a crowded Miami club, the man I had let drag me into a twenty-four-hour chapel, the man I had legally married less than forty-eight hours ago... was my fiancé's older brother. The horrific realization hit me like a freight train. I was standing at the altar about to marry a billionaire, but I was already legally marr

I can flirt with as many men as I want, so leave me alone. 'You are mine, have you forgotten that already?' I knew that sister lie would come back to bite me, but I didn't think it would be so soon. 'Hmm, that's odd,' she stroked her chin, 'the last time I checked, a brother is not allowed to claim his sister. Isn't that right, Yolanda?' That mini witch nodded with a smirk. These two. 'Well, sorry but you can't stop me from getting married.' 'You are not getting married!'

For a moment, just one I thought he would step closer but Instead, he steps back. “Go upstairs, Before he starts wondering where you are.”He says and I nod silently As I walk away, my heart aching worse than my bruises ever could as I turn my back on the one man who might be the only human on earth who cares about me. It took me this long to realize I had married the wrong brother! Because I had gone for gentle thinking that would save me but also forgetting we all wear different masks in these fucked up world we live in.. Just as I wear mine now!

"What's wrong? Are you disappointed to see me?" Wendy started coughing violently. Her little face was completely red, and her eyes were filled with disbelief. "How could it be him? Where's…… Halsey?" Last night, when Wendy's sister had gotten Wendy drunk and given Wendy the room card, Wendy had clearly said that her fiance, Halsey, was sleeping in it! Wendy's face was pale. If her sister hadn't threatened her with the medicine that cut off her mother's life, she wouldn't have been so stupid as to agree to go to bed to protect her marriage with the Green Group!

He stood there staring at me as I stirred the meat I had cooking in the skillet. He started asking me about mine and Remi’s fight, refusing to understand that I didn’t want to talk about it. As always, he began telling me how Remi only wanted to look out for me because he loved me. I knew that my big brother didn’t mean any harm with his words, but I quickly began getting frustrated with his defense of my husband. The truth was that he had no idea what I dealt with in my marriage, and any information he was privy to came through Remi in an attempt to sway my brother to his side. It was frustrating to say the least, and only served in creating another reason for me to regret my marriage. I sh

It was supposed to be the wedding of the year here in Italy, but now it was about to become juicy fodder for every media outlet, and it was her very own brother who’d turned it into that. Charley moved jerkily, offering a small conciliatory flip of one hand despite feeling as though she were being whipped by his smooth, cutting tone. "I give you the right to despise my brother," she acknowledged. I will even give you the right to be angry with me because I’m the sister of the man who ran off with your bride. But I will not—’ and her chin came up, eyes sparking with challenge. "Stand here and let you deride the fact that we are not rich like you." "I did that?"