Novel & Cerita My Ex's Brother

"What are you saying? Why does he not want you? Is it because of Bruce?" I eventually came to the realization that I had almost forgotten that he was Bruce's older brother when I was talking about him to them. "Maybe. But it will be impossible for me to be with him as well. How can I even think like that? It can't be a lie that he is my ex-boyfriend's big brother, whom I used to address as big brother-in-law. It sounds funny, but my fate betrayed me," I elaborated to them about what was going through my mind.

My stepbrother might come out and tell the whole world that I played a huge part in the paralysis of my first husband, with a video recording of me pulling the trigger. Or was it the fact that the brother of the dead wife of Sebastian was so invested in learning what truly happened to my paralysed ex-husband and was the only thing standing between my stepbrother and I. Not to mention, the brother was a sadistic asshole. Still, my stomach fluttered when I realised how much he noticed. "There's nothing going on." "I thought Adrian had said something that messed you up." He placed a chaste kiss on my shoulders. "He's a messed up man, and you're an angel."

Actually, I kept the ice cream beside me to be specific. “That cold looking guy you saw out there is Nathan's elder brother”. I replied to Joseph, but all he did was nod his head at me. My eyes never left his side because I knew he was going to realize what I had said to him, in three, two, one… “Wait, what?!”. He exclaimed. Bingo. I told you so. He didn't realize what I had said to him, until now. “That man was your ex husband's elder brother? What was the brother of that scumbag doing here in my mother's house?! Is he still out there, cousin Adira? If I had known, I would have dealt with him for you”. Joseph ranted.

"Yes, I'm telling you, that's exactly what happened." She chuckles and shakes her head. "What's your relationship with Mr Chadwick?" She angles her head as I begin to explain how he's my ex husband's step brother and my boss. Her fingers are doing some sort of twirl around the ball pen in her hand. "You said you had a near death experience, why did you leave Atlanta and your husband after that to come to Florida and work for your brother-in-law?" "Is this about my personal life or about the kidnap case?"

Well his wife is actually my ex wife" " What? Her eyes narrowed in disbelief. "She's your ex wife? " Yes" I replied. " And well she married your brother, she left me for him" " Ohh" Ari stared at me. " You're not going to break up with me right? Are you still in love with her? "Are you mad at my brother? "it's all the past" I replied. It was not, I've hated him, despised him for stealing my away from me, from taking away my happiness.

Elodie Without thinking, my eyelids collide, hands flying to my mouth as I stagger back. “No, this can't be. You're lying.” My head shakes on its own in disagreement like if I deny it hard enough it will dissolve. “I’m not,” his voice comes quietly. “But I wish I am.” He steps forward, hand hovering in the space between us but I quickly hold up my index finger and cut in. “So you’re telling me now that my ex-husband is your brother? And you also found out recently, what happened at that hotel too?”

If someone had told me a month ago that I’d be sharing an apartment with Jaxon Black—the younger brother of my emotionally distant ex-husband—I would’ve laughed and then probably cried. But now, as I stood in my kitchen in pajamas while both brothers faced off like rival Alphas in my living room, I wasn’t laughing. I was too busy wondering how fast I could pack up and flee the country. “You can’t be serious,” I said, glaring between them. “You two can’t even exist in the same ten-foot radius without puffing your chests. How am I supposed to live with either of you?”

The Greg I knew better — the one who reached for power when he felt it slipping — resurfaced slowly beneath the other one, the way a tide comes back in. "You're making a mistake," he said. Quietly. Conversationally. Which was worse than if he had raised his voice. "I've made mistakes," I agreed. "Marrying you was one of them." Something sharpened in his eyes. "Collins is not what you think he is." "I'm not interested in your opinion of your brother."

Shoving myself away from Rhysand’s protective frame, I plant myself right in front of Colt who glares as if trampling me wouldn’t be enough to quell his anger. “You,” I hiss, my voice and my body shaking so hard. “You have a brother? A whole living, breathing human that you somehow never mentioned? In all the time we were dating? In all the years I’ve known you?” He’s the reason I made the most stupid mistake of my life, sleeping with my ex’s elder brother. “You didn’t think you’d be privy to everything that goes on in my life because you were my girlfriend, did you?” “You bastard.” I let out an ugly laugh. The few guests around us are staring with their champagne glasses frozen halfway to t

ARIA; I was still tasting the bitterness of my divorce when I saw him again. Damon. My ex-husband’s older brother. The one man I was never supposed to want. The one who had always looked at me like I was a secret he was dying to keep. It had been six months since the papers were signed. Six months since Marcus and I had finally admitted we were better apart than together. The divorce was clean on paper, but messy in my chest — nights spent wondering if I’d ever feel truly wanted again. My vibrator had become my best friend, but it wasn’t enough. I needed hands. Teeth. A man who looked at me like he’d burn the world down just to fuck me properly.