Miss Perfect And Her Brothers の小説・ストーリー

The boys were smirking and grinning playfully while the girls walked near me. "Hi, Amelia! We missed you!" Polla kissed my cheeks. Missy followed."Missed you, girl! Oh, how I love your outfit today!" She even praised my simple shirt and pants. I badly want to slap their faces. Damn so fake! I know they just joined the brotherhood to be the whores of the boys. Sluts. We never got along since day one. As in, never. I faked a smile."I missed you two!" Gross."Anyway, where's Olivia and Ivonne?" I asked the only two girls in the brotherhood whom I'm closed with.

Model Perfect's schedule calls me. I delete my messages with Arlo and change his name on my phone to Anna. If Hunter sees another girl's name on my phone, he won't get suspicious. Maybe it's dishonest, but it's better than getting slapped in the face again. The red mark from yesterday is still there. It's a little red mark, with a dull ache that only my jaw can sense.

I wanted this for so long. And she kissed me back. You can’t even imagine how wholesome was that feeling, how happy I was. But my happiness didn’t last for long, she pushed me away saying that she was dating my brother. And our moment gone, we were back in reality. I ordered her not to mention our kiss to my brother and that was all of it. I couldn’t damage my relation with my brother further and I had no chance with her anyway. Next day I decided to leave for training in order to get her out of my mind but it didn’t work out. She was all I could think about. And after 2 weeks I got a call from my brother saying that she found her mate and that she was missing.

“Miss… I know that you are an extraordinary person. You are kind, full of talent and such an extraordinary personality that I don't know how to describe it. And I know that no simple words can describe who you are.” Henry paused for a moment and tried to calm his pounding heart a bit, which was becoming increasingly uncontrollable. His eyes were starting to glaze over. “When I saw you for the first time, I knew that you are capable and definitely can do anything you want and expect without asking anyone else. You have power over yourself, Miss. And not someone else. You are the owner of your own life. So if you want to give up control of your Uncle, then I'm sure you can do that by yourself.

"Draven, your stepsister is gone. It happened this morning. I got a hold of her itinerary. The news is already breaking: a car caught in a rival family shootout just outside the city. This is real." "She had your baby, Draven. And you drove her to this. First the clinic, and now… this." "You wanted revenge. Now that something has happened to Jasmine, maybe we should just cancel the video at the ceremony..." "Draven, she's your sister. The same sister you've doted on for six years..." Draven swayed on his feet, nearly collapsing. He was still muttering to himself. "No, that's impossible. Nothing happened to her. She's just trying to scare me."

Caleb replied. Cora hesitated, not sure how to phrase the question without sounding accusatory or suspicious. "How did you all come into the family?" The three brothers exchanged glances. "What do you mean?" Ryan asked carefully. "I mean..." Cora gestured at them. "When I was four years old, before I was taken, I did not have any brothers. I was an only child. My father's only child. So how did the three of you end up as part of this family? How did you become my brothers?"

The word brothers kept repeating in Sophia’s mind again and again. She looked at the three men, Alexander, Damian, and Lorenzo. searching their faces for anything she recognized, something she could believe. “No,” she said quietly, her hand shaking as she held the knife. “That can’t be true. I would remember. I would know if I had brothers.” Alexander’s expression softened, but there was sadness in his eyes. “You were very little when it happened,” he said gently. “We were older. You might remember us as the boys who played with you in the garden, who built blanket forts, who read you bedtime stories.”

But what exactly did she want from him, she asked herself…but she didn't know. By the time she reached her apartment, the sun had begun to dip lower, painting the sky in pale gold and muted pink. Elara kicked off her shoes and dropped her bag by the door, leaning back against it with a slow exhale. She pulled out her phone and saw she had missed her brother's call. Turning on the light in the living room, she dialed his number. “Hey Tiny”, Her brother’s voice was clear and steady and for some reason, made her feel much better, even though she couldn’t exactly place why she wasn’t feeling great initially.

"You were not the mistake, darling." "You are far from being a part of the mistake, babygirl." Michele added, his eyes narrowed as they shifted to his brother and for one surreal moment, Anny thought the brothers might actually continue their streak of agreement. "There was only one mistake last night and that mistake was Adriano." His voice dripped with disdain as he spoke his brother's name, the word curling off his tongue like it tasted of something foul.