My Fiance's Brother Odette Stone Novels & Stories

In its place was steel. “I heard whispers,” he said, voice even but sharp. “About Lily Harper being back in New York. About a scene at an elementary school involving my brother and a woman who looked like my missing fiancée.” My stomach twisted. Of course he’d heard. The Stone family had connections everywhere. “I don’t understand.” He chuckled. It was dry and without humor. “Please. You were never a good liar.” He was right. I’d never been able to fake emotions like the Stones could.

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

Marcus's mother was ten feet away and closing fast. "Good evening," Isla said. Her court voice, clear, steady, no shaking allowed. "My name is Isla Bennett. I was supposed to get married on Saturday. I won't be. My fiancé, Marcus Webb, has been having an affair with my assistant for the past six months." Total silence. Then, all at once, the whole room erupted. Constance Webb's face went from pale to furious in under a second. "Isla Bennett, you stop this right now…"

“What is happening?” Exactly as expected. I allowed the noise to settle before speaking again. “Yes,” I continued calmly. “It’s true that I was previously engaged to Nathan.” My gaze moved through the crowd until it landed on Nathan himself. He stood near the front beside Lily. Nathan looked tense. Lily looked nervous. Time for the next move. “But circumstances have changed,” I said smoothly. “Because, Nathan and I are no longer in that relationship.” The whispers grew louder again. “So while Nathan and I were once fiancé and fiancée,” I continued lightly, “we are now simply aunt and nephew.”

She knew very little about him, except the fact that he hated Gerald—his brother, took care of her father and had a way of slipping past her defenses. Getting her all riled up and fucking her until she couldn’t feel her legs. Lucien Roswood was a puzzle. The woman ran her fingers up and down his arm, and Eveline’s pulse quickened as a frown settled between her brows. “Evie? Babe?” “He should’ve never come.”

“Stay-cation. I bought the family tickets to a local resort for a relaxing day off. Spas, pools, the whole works. They won’t be back until morning.” I let out a low whistle, that was impressive. “You really went all out for this” “Anything for my baby sister” he said simply My gaze traveled away from Mason, drifting toward the long table laden with trays of snacks and drinks. My heart skipped a beat, but not in a good way. Among the sea of faces, one stood out like a stain on a clean sheet. Conrad Fisher. The sheer nerve of him. He was standing there, reaching for a drink as if he hadn't shattered Mia's heart into a million pieces just hours ago.

She said in a very excited tone from the other end. " Aww... that was so sweet of you. I am Robert Taylor and with all due respect, I would like to ask for your permission to take your sister's hand in marriage. " I said as if I was standing in front of her sister. " Cut the drama... " Avni said.