Novel & Cerita My Best Friend's Brother

“I said I am not doing it. I want out. I will not go to Edwin and Co. just to secure a girl for you to make easy riches off her. He moved toward me and stood toe to toe with me – even though he is my elder brother we stood at the same height. “Carol, Dez?” They didn’t need him to say anymore before making their quiet exit from the room. I thought he was going to hit me again and I was ready to stand and fight even if it costs my life. My brother, the brother who used to be my best friend as a kid has become a monster. I watched his decline for years and prayed that he would retrace his steps but it looks to me that all that’s left now is for him to sprout horns and a tail to become the devil

I told Liam, my best friend, for ages. We basically grew up together, being born just a few months apart (barely two months), and he never fails to rub it in that he was older than me. What also solidified our friendship the most was that he was the former Beta's son, and our parents were literally best friends. "I don't know; I am bored." He whined like a little child, and I rolled my eyes. "If you don't know, what do you want me to do? Go find your brother to disturb, or someone else. Not me, please."

I wanted my brother's approval for my relationship with his best friend even though it was nonexistent. "He's my best friend and I know it rarely ever happens but what if things don't work out between you two? I'll lose the only best friend I've ever had." He forced a smile as he uttered the words, mumbling some but I caught it. "Thank Goddess that's not happening." It was my turn to force a smile. There was no way I could ever let him know the truth. I'd take this secret to my grave if it meant making my brother happy.

Adams annoyingly replied. "You've never kept anything from me, if I say myself, I literally know every single damn thing about you, I know about everything going on in your life and that's because we share a strong bond, calling you my best friend is an understatement Adams, you're my brother, we're brothers and brothers should stick to each other and try to help each other isn't it?" "Just tell me what's wrong and I promise to do my best to help you like I've always done, you never keep things from me Adams, and I'm sure you're not going to start now."

I said. "Why? Is he gay!? Nope, he's a straight man." He said, making me look at him like 'heh?'. "Man? My brother is also a man." I gave him a reason cause now he'll also be jealous of bhai!? "But he's also your brother." He said. "So Nishant is also like my brother." I said. "But he's also my best friend." He said. Wtf you saying man!! "Then you're supposed to trust him! He's your best friend." I said.

Even though it was far away, just the possibility of being near him again gave me hope. He smiled at me, his thumb caressing my fingers. “I’d love to.” The intensity in his eyes combined with his words left me a little mesmerized. He wasn’t just blowing me off with a “sure” or “that sounds like fun.” He sounded genuinely excited about seeing me again. I broke away from his stare, taking another sip of champagne to calm myself down. “Okay, your teens or before was somehow messed up. What about brothers or sisters?” He cleared his throat and leaned back into his chair. “I have an older brother. He’s my best friend, and even with our hectic lives, we make sure to get together at least every oth

“Tyce? The same Tyce that’s put his own dick in half the pack? You need to stop being afraid that your brother is actually going to care that you’re also trying to live your best life.” “He would care about this one. Just trust me.” She snickered and covered her mouth. “Damn! You fucked Damien, didn’t you?” she teased, guessing the name of my brother’s best friend. I couldn’t help but snicker at the thought. Damien was practically a third brother to me, so I didn’t see him that way at all. But a part of me did find the idea funny. Tyce would be pissed. “Don’t guess!” I finally responded. “I’m not going to tell you.”

"And at least three kids." "Three?" He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "I'm assuming you're an only child?" "I have a brother," I replied. "And he's one of my best friends." "I have two sibling," he explained without me even having to ask. "One is my best friend, the other my worst enemy." "Brothers or sisters?" "One of each," he answered. "My brother is my biggest critic." "There's nothing wrong with constructive criticism," I smiled knowingly. Becca was by far my biggest critic, but it had made me who I was today. "Unless you're too proud to take it on board."

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that it would be my brother's best friend. The memories of the past came rushing back in my mind. I recalled how my twin brother was broken when he lost his best friend. Mathew Martinez was not only my brother's best friend, he was our friend too and one of the best men that we had in our team. He was more like a family and we used to consider him as one of us. “ Are you sure this is real or there's a mistake?” I couldn't help it but ask Diego just to make sure that it wasn't a case of mistaken identity. Even though I didn't want to admit it, deep down I wished he could tell me that it wasn't true.

I rocked faster, pressing my aching pussy right along his length, letting the friction tease us both. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” I breathed against his ear, my hair falling around us. “Since I was younger and you’d stand in the background watching me. I’d touch myself at night thinking about your hands, your mouth, your cock. You're my brother’s best friend, and yet all I could dream about was you claiming me. Ruining me for anyone else.” Killian’s breath came out ragged. His hands slid up my sides, gripping my waist under the leather. His discipline was cracking right in front of me. The loyal right hand man who never broke rules was losing the fight.