Mencintai Suami Kakak Novels & Stories

I pulled back just enough to look at him. Then I kissed him. Slow, sweet, full of everything words couldn’t hold. He kissed me back like he’d been waiting for it all day. When we finally parted, breathless, he rested his forehead on mine. “Thank you,” he whispered, brushing his nose against mine. “For trusting me.” “Thank you,” I whispered back, “for making me feel like more than just his wife.” “You’re not his anything,” Cassian murmured. “You’re mine.”

Of course I didn’t want him to leave. After he left earlier, everything seemed to have turned upside down. I cried like I’d lost something I couldn’t get back. That was when it hit me. I’d fallen deeply for Kian. Somewhere between all the chaos and pain, I’d grown attached to him and worse, he's my ex-husband’s brother. I know it's not right but I don't care. I didn't even know when it happened or how, but it did. And the thought of him walking away for good terrified me.

I found Vivienne's posting account and, after a moment of hesitation, sent her a private message. "Girl, you're amazing! My husband always complains I spoil my family too much and calls me obsessed with my brother. But I have my own struggles I can't share. The person I'm actually supporting is my own child, but I can't let him know. How do you keep your husband willing to spend money without suspicion? Need advice. I also want to transfer assets to my kid." Within minutes, my phone buzzed. Vivienne replied. "Girl, I feel you! Men are all the same. Soft-hearted and easy to fool. Just cry in front of him more often. Tell him how much you suffered as a child and how biased your parents were. H

she disentangled from her gently and cupped her cheeks. “It’s a good thing you are actually married to my brother. I don’t think I could like anyone as much as I like you,” she grinned. “Ma…” “My brother is happy with you. I can see it. It is evident. And you make him happy. I don’t care about what happened or how you came to marry him. Your happiness matters to me.” “Ma,” a drop of tears fell off Sapphire’s face again. “Just think of me as a big sister. A loving sister that you’ve never had because I am going to treat you so well,” she caressed her cheek.

I admit I always think about Mia everytime I make love to her but I never thought I would say her name. “I don't Know what you are talking about. “ I denied outrightly. I wasn't going to admit having feelings for my own sister. Alicia would think that I'm crazy although I doubt she already does. " You don't have to deny it Damian.” She said, sighing frustratedly. " I am tired Damian. Let's just break up. I can't keep being with a man who loves another woman who happens to be his freaking sister. I just can't.” Alicia added, a tired look on her face.

She thought it over and over but reached no conclusion. She tried to remember her parents' faces but couldn't. Though her uncle, aunt, Evana were harsh to her, all they were, she could picture when she thought of her family. Her new family was her husband, Cannon. He was also using her to get his revenge on the people who betrayed him. He might behave softly to her only to get his work done. He had never considered her as his wife nor he was going to do it in the future. Elaine could feel it.

“Do something quick? This is the marriage we are talking about here. I am supposed to just do what? Perform some sort of magic spell to form a wife in three months?” “Yes I know how - hard that would be. But Kael - but Rebecca is here and she already has your child. I know she made mistakes in the past but-” “Mistakes?” The word was harsher than I intended but I didn’t take it back, “I cannot believe that you of all people would make such crazy suggestions. Mistake??!! She was cheating on me damnit! With my brother. That is no mistake and I’d die before I ever let her back into my life. I’d rather lose the inheritance if that’s the only option.”

And we found ourselves sitting with happiness in our heart, like a young child yearning for folktale story. “It is so easy to fall in love, the woman said, voice warm and steady. The real work is staying there, maintaining the love you had at first, loving your wife even if she becomes pregnant and has a big nose or grow fat. Love and respect your husband even if it is too difficult to do so.” “Never go to bed angry, the man added. And make sure you laugh together, call and check on each other, exchange gift every single day.” We both sat quietly, soaking in their words like sunlight.

“So this is about him, isn’t it? You and Nolan, you’re a thing now?” I took a step toward her, fury and heartbreak clashing inside me. “You’re choosing him over your husband?” She narrowed her eyes. “Don’t you dare call yourself that.” Her voice was thunder. “You? A husband?” she scoffed. “You didn’t even know if your wife was alive. You left me, bleeding and broken. You never looked back. Never held me. Never asked if I was okay.” Her voice cracked, but she stood tall. “You don’t deserve the title of husband, Killian. You never did. And for the record? Your brother is way better than you.”

“The fake investor, the merger sabotage and the media leaks. It all points back to you.” His hands tightened on the edge of the desk. His voice dropped. “You’re being reckless. And I'm letting this slide because you are my sister.” “Then let out your brother out of jail, Blake!” “He’s not my brother,” Blake growled. My breath caught, my jaw dropped. “What?” His nostrils flared up, his veins popping out. “He’s not like us. He never was. He is weak, naive and always fell for the wrong people. And you, God Lila, you always stand up for him like he was a broken puppy.”