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Is it also possible that I get tired of waiting for my brother? The next person who shares the story is Brosiah “Hi I’m Brosiah Campus, uh I don’t have siblings but I have Beau and Amex who is like a brother to me. In sadness, in joy, we are always together. And I’m thankful for that. That’s all.”

I loved my brothers but they were unaware of the stress they occasionally put me under. I tucked my fists into the pockets of my jeans and clenched them until pain shot up my arms from my nails digging into my palms, "I'm not sure if it's useful but I did find something in the book." Ace glanced over his shoulder from where he stood at the window—the view over the city from my brother's office was aesthetically pleasing but I doubted he ever had the time to properly appreciate it, "Care to share, cub? If you've forgotten, I'm meant to be somewhere."

It took me a week and a half to read a book that was as triple as large as the holy book. As I read it, I came to realize that some pages were missing but I read it anyway. And when I was done, it was given that one between Black Jesus and the Wise- thug killed my brother. So I called both the Wise- thug and Black Jesus to meet me at the warehouse urgently. This time, I hooked up a gun.

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Then the unmistakable rhythmic creak of a bedframe. My face went nuclear. Noah and Lena. Obviously. They’d been “showering” for like forty-five minutes. I froze, plate halfway to the table, mortified on behalf of everyone involved. Ethan noticed immediately. He turned down the heat on the stove, wiped his hands on the dish towel, and cocked his head toward the ceiling. “Sounds like your brother’s putting in work,” he said, deadpan. “Shut up,” I hissed, cheeks burning so hot I could have cooked the pasta on them.

On his deathbed, he handed over the Maxwell Corporation and me, twelve years old at the time, into Leon’s care. Everyone said my brother was the perfect heir. However, I knew better. Behind that polite, gentlemanly mask was a ruthless lone wolf. I stood outside Leon’s study, my hand hovering over the door handle, hesitating to push it. Finally, I sucked in a breath and twisted the knob. The familiar scent of cedarwood hit me immediately. The air felt chill and restrained, just like him. “Huh? He’s not here?” Seriously? He told me to come back, and then he wasn’t even home.

My heart did a little flip when I felt Gabriel and Sabbatian’s legs brush against mine. ‘What’s wrong kitten is too hot in here for you,’ Sabastian teased whispering in my ear as I huffed. Is this what it was like to have brothers constantly in your space being annoying? If only I didn’t think they were saying something else all the time. I blame them for all my dreams. It's not helpful to have 4 God-like men as my brothers. Ethan began driving and I just sat there with my arms folded waiting for this to be over with. When we eventually got to the school the car stopped but no one got out to allow me out the car.

Dear Hayat, I know you’re probably looking for me so that’s why I wrote you this letter. When I went to the drugstore that day, I met my brothers. I thought they would killed me on the spot but they were rather nice to me. They told me it was because they missed me and they were fearing that something bad had happened to me.

“We’re your brothers.” I let silence stretch. Silence makes people fill it with promises. “I had brothers,” I say slowly. “Once.” The tension in the room tightens. “They never came back,” I add. That’s when I see it the flicker of pain they don’t know how to hide. I turn my face away, as if overwhelmed. Inside, I count. One. Two. Three. “I don’t remember much,” I continue softly. “Just… rules.” They lean in.

Both the brothers were staring at him. Their looks were burning holes through my body and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me, I want to use the.....”, “We are done with eating, you going to use the one at home”, My mouth dropped open when I turned to the one who cut me off in mid sentence. ALEXANDER! I glared at him with anger fuelling in my body. “There is a washroom at our home, STEP SISTER” , He emphasised the word step sister with a smirk on his face. “Huh”, I became speechless.