Novel & Cerita My Dear Brother Is Obsessed With Me

“She must really like him… I mean for her to go that low for a man, she's really something” “Tell me about that, I just think she's obsessed” “But I don't blame her still, you are a threat to her” “A threat? How am I a threat to her? Cassian and I are close siblings nothing much” “I always knew you were gentle to a fault but not slow-witted” “How do you mean?” “Don't you see the way he looks at you, no matter who is talking to him and you are there his whole attention is focused on you”

If I had expected the perfect boy to sweep me off my feet, I must have been mistaken. Even my instincts screamed the same thing, wondering what could possibly go wrong if I finally exposed my heart to this bad guy. Fuck, he is my stepbrother, yet why do I perceive him as more? I nudged his head closer, flicking my palm deeper into his hair. Max sighed, and his sound made me feel more important than I ever had. If I could make Max swoon, maybe I wasn't as horrible as Evan made me out to be, something more intriguing and desirable.

How could I be so stupid! My phone buzzed in that moment and it was from Damien. It was a picture of him naked in his bed, his bed which was empty. "She's gone, don't worry." It read and my heart seemed to recede back to it's normal position in my chest. I let out a deep sigh of relief. However, I still could not rest as I walked back to the bed and sat down, why would I be mated to my brother!?

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.

"You don't mean that." "Don't I?" His hand came up, his fingers catching a strand of her hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger like he couldn't help himself. "I've been trying not to mean it for months. Trying to convince myself that what I feel is appropriate. Brotherly. Protective." "It should be," Inés whispered, but she didn't step back. Couldn't step back. "You're my stepbrother." "I know." His eyes were dark, intense, burning with a desire that made her knees weak. "Believe me, I know. But that doesn't change the fact that watching another man touch you makes me lose my fucking mind."

He donned a yellow shirt and black trousers with polished black shoes. “Ava!” Bryan growled, blue veins popping out of his neck as he caught my response to Mom. “Good morning, brother. I was about to leave, so I guess this is the best time for you to tell Mom the truth and stop wasting your time on that bìtch!” I replied, standing up and looking at my brother’s disappointed face as he scowled and watched me scurry out of the house. I hated the thought that Bryan was interested in Olivia. Thank goodness that multiple mates weren’t allowed. If not, my brother would be shameless enough to want to share Summer with Mark.

Eliza looked at her with a cold and indifferent expression. "Come on Eliza, don't give me a cold shoulder, we are sisters after all." "Oh." Eliza casually took a sip of her coffee and then she scoffed, "I don't have and would never have such a shameless sister who would sleep with her brother-in-law." Nicole, not only was she not ashamed, she even smiled proudly and provocatively: "You are not charming enough to win the way to a man's heart. You can't blame me for that."

“Because I don’t do gentle. I’m going to destroy this pussy. Stretch it wide open and fill you with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” I stared at that monstrous cock. I’d craved it from the very first moment I saw him — that bully stepbrother with the arrogant smirk and the body built for sin. The craving had only grown worse, turning into an obsession after I walked in on him pounding Mark’s ass. That huge dick, slick with cum, had haunted my every waking thought.

They came slowly and carefully like something being placed one fragile piece at a time. “Sometimes I feel like he isn’t entirely mine. Like after everything we’ve been through… he still isn’t completely mine.” “No,” I cut in quickly, instinctively. “That’s not true. My brother is obsessed with you. He's completely and entirely yours. He loves you more than he loves himself. Honestly, Savannah, I think you’re probably just—” She turned away at once, shaking her head firmly. “No. I’m not paranoid. And I’m not crazy,” she said, a quiet, bitter laugh slipping out. “I know exactly what you were going to say.”

I turned back to see Mia roll her eyes. "She hadn't always been so obvious, what happened today?" Mia seemed genuinely curious. "She must have learnt that Damien was home today. She must have wanted to show him what he was missing if he chose me over her. I mean, look at her and look at me" Mia looked at me as I said and frowned. "There's nothing wrong with you though. You have no idea how obsessed my brother is with you, do you?" "My point exactly" I agreed with the first part but I really have no idea how much Damien was obsessed with me. I only knew he was possessive which he only let a bit out on the night we went for the party.