My Ex's Brother Novels & Stories

"Even if we cancelled the wedding, she's still my ex. We'll get back together. Do you think it's right to stand there holding her? Aren't you worried what people will say?" His fists clenched, but he kept them at his sides. Julian wasn't merely the man standing between him and Vanessa. He was his older brother and the person who controlled Firax's decisions. Adrian had never found it easy to challenge him. "What exactly is wrong with it?" Julian asked. Adrian stared. His brother wasn't even trying to deny it. "You should be grateful we're family," Julian continued. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be leaving you here on your feet." "You're doing this to humiliate me. You don't want me running the bran

she asked. “Yes,” I replied. “I came for the Hartley engagement celebration. I just arrived yesterday.” “Oh, you must be a friend of the bride’s.” “No. I'm her brother's fiancée.” “Marcus? So he truly does have a fiancée? I was beginning to think he'd stay single forever.” I didn't know how to respond to that. After a few minutes of silence, I realised it had been a while since I left. I needed to get back to prepare for dinner.

“Excuse me?” “I said I’m not driving.” She dropped her hand slightly, the keys jingling between her fingers. “ look at me. I can barely keep my eyes open. My head is pounding, and I’m pretty sure my brain is still somewhere inside that house. You want me to drive?” I said Instead She tossed the keys toward me, and I caught them awkwardly against my chest. “We had an agreement. I drove us here, and you take us back.” I pressed my lips together.

Remember he's an annoying strange man that went to a clubhouse and still made me help him out! Her brows arched as she reasoned. ‘ He's my ex’s brother, one that I just need his shares to ruin that…’ Nathaniel’s image popped up in her head just then, and she felt instant anger hit her chest. The way he had looked at her when Sophia lied. It wasn't surprising, and for some reason, she was glad he hadn't changed. That he was still that asshole who couldn't distinguish between lies and truths. It made her remember the day they ruined her life. How Sophia had lied then that she pushed her down the stairs, and how Nathaniel had believed her without hesitation.

It was covered in printed screenshots and photos, enlarged, unmistakable. Me and Damien on the sidewalk the night Marcus brought the suits. Damien’s hand on my arm. The way I was looking up at him. A second image from an older angle I didn’t know existed: the two of us outside my building the night he drove me home from the hospital, standing too close. Across the top, in thick black letters, a single sentence had been printed: THE CEO AND HIS BROTHER’S EX – HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON? Marcus stood across the lobby with his hands in his pockets, watching Damien approach like a man who had finally drawn blood.

I know I have blamed him for my brother's condition, but he didn't even wait, he just moved on to none other than the only friend I had; Meesha. ''You shouldn't be here,'' I said, looking away. Obviously, his parents never liked me because I and my brother were broke. But it was devastating that he never really desired to stay by my side when I needed him the most. ''We used to be friends too Kat,'' he stated what I hated to hear. You can't be friends with your ex when you are dating her friend. I don't blame him, I kind of pushed him away as I blamed him for my brother's condition, but he too never tried to make amends before.

he rolled his eyes and for a split second I thought he was being sarcastic. "Wait a minute," I stopped and caught his arm. "How many exes do you have when you were here?" "I'm not telling you that." "Okay. I'm sure it won't be so hard to find out considering you're a rising star." I nudged his arm and he groaned. "Speaking of which, what was that about? There're so many things of what she just said that I didn't understand." My brother seemed to lose his tense a little by the change of subject. "Oh, she's talking about my role." He shrugged one shoulder, trying to look cool. "Have you watched it?"

"If it will make you feel any better I will talk to the right people to make sure that my ex's don't run your name through the mud . " " You know that I'm going to tell you that it's not a couple of people but it's one person who's pulling the strings and you are protecting that one person that needs reprimanding but I don't know what to do because you just told me that you want to go back to your old life how are you going to do it how are you going to tell your uncle that you think you made a mistake and that what you worked hard for isn't supposed to go to waste you are supposed to be at the helm like your brother is but your brother just took over from where we left off because we are te

What a joke! Daniel replied matter-of-factly, "Grandpa left you to me. It doesn't matter that we're divorced. I’m like a brother to you. We’ve always been close. Now, what's wrong with an older brother caring about his younger sister?" Rebecca was dumbfounded by his logic. How could he have the cheek to say that he was like a brother to his ex-wife? What a psycho this ex-husband of hers was! Besides, her real brother was standing right there in front of them.

Both of us laughed. My brother strolled in with the woman he and Chris had been trending with and a small girl who looked like me just as we were ready to leave the hall. What on earth is going on? Who exactly are they? I stood there, frozen in place. Unsure of how to respond to the fact that my brother was seen sharing a woman with my ex-husband. Or the fact that the same woman stood directly in front of me. There was also a little girl. I stood there staring at my brother, unsure whether I should break his legs with one of my crutches or not. The small girl then spoke up.