Romans & histoires Married To The Wrong Brother

(Nikolai's POV) I shut the door behind as soon as we got into the room. He was about to enter the bathroom and I blocked him, one glance at him, he scratched his head and folded his arm. “I didn't force you to take your sister's place, what's your problem?” “My problem is that you're too calm for someone his wife is missing,” “Remember, you're the one missing and not her, she ran off,” “I know it is a contract marriage but she's legally your wife,”

"And yet here you are." I hate that he has a point. "People change." His gaze lingers on me. "I bet some do, but definitely not the way you taste," he leans down, his breath warm against my ear. “You want freedom for your brother. I need a bride. Besides, you never mentioned your twin was so... compliant. She might have been a better fit for my...” "Don't you dare," I hiss, pushing him back. "You want a bride? Fine. Let’s talk business."

"I’m leaving him, Damien. I choose you." He kissed me deeply, his hand tightening possessively on my hip. "Good girl," he murmured. "Because I was never going to let you go." As I drifted off to sleep in his arms, full of his cum and his love, I realized something beautiful and terrifying. I had married the wrong brother, but I had finally found the right one. The End.

A house I could picture without ever having seen it, because I'd grown up hearing about how well Caspian was doing, how far ahead, how first, always first, at everything. My brother's house. That was where my wife had been sleeping for months. Just then my phone buzzed on the desk. An email. No subject line I recognized, just a name. Anastasia Voss. My hands weren't steady when I opened it. It was the most brutal document I have ever read, and there was nothing in it I could argue with, because every word in it was true. The anniversary dinner. The lamb going cold. The text that said something came up at the office, like our marriage was a meeting I'd rescheduled. The office doorway. Nicole'

She twirled her hands against each other, batted her eye lids, before tears from her eyes began to cascade down her cheeks. ‘It’s been years Brother Aiden’ Her voice came again. My eyes widened this time around. The Xavier I know had always lived with his family until now that we are married. Xavier’s face remained calmed. ‘Brother Aiden, don’t you miss your little princess? I have missed you reading me bedtime stories’ He ruffled her hair, going down on one knee ‘My little princess I have missed you too, but years? It hasn’t been that long as you see your big brother is married and needs to take care of his home right?’

"You mentioned he is your brother, but I'm assuming that's not by blood." Nicolas didn't look up immediately as his fingers were still moving across the keyboard. "Not by blood. His father was a gambler who got deep in debt and also deeper in denial about it." He exhaled, leaning back slightly. "He caught his wife cheating on him one night and murdered her by beating her to death, actually, in their kitchen, with Mike upstairs the entire time." "That is horrific"

"There is no us. I barely know you." "And I know you well enough to choose you anyway." "This is insane. You and your brother can't just decide to use my financial situation as some kind of game. Is this a bet? Are the two of you toying with me? What exactly are you hiding?" "I'm not hiding anything. Marry me for two years. After that, we divorce, amicably, and you walk away with everything you need." "A contractual marriage with an expiration date." She shook her head. "How ridiculous does that sound out loud?” She raised a brow, “You can't just buy people because you happen to have the money."

I don't understand how I am going to spend my life with someone who is in love with my sister and most importantly I am in love with his brother . This marriage is going to be a disaster .

I heard a knock on the door and someone opening it , I looked up and it was the last person I expected to see " I'm kind of getting tired of seeing your face now every time I do something wrong. I know that you're my older brother and you want to be on me out of any trouble that I've gotten myself into but I don't think that it's your place to interfere in my marriage." " You are my brother and you're married to my half-sister so give or take you need to yeah what I need to say to you because for someone who's had their life in order and has worked so hard to gain respect you can lose it all by just doing something stupid like what you did what the hell is wrong with you why did you do what

Amir and Bushra's marriage is going to be nulled! A brother cannot marry his brother's wife if she is divorced by him, he must be dead before that ever happens, same goes to sisters. And Amir married Bushra because Mika'il divorced her and he is dead but Mika'il is now back! They cannot stay married, for some reason, his heart literally broke inside of him. Bushra deserves each ounce of happiness coming her way, Amir gives her that happiness which Mika'il couldn't. They both are happy, Anaan included in all that set of joy and blissfulness gracing their lives. He does not wish for that to get ruined, if only he could do something else.