روايات وقصص ضمن Narcissistic Brother In Law

"Thanks for the compliment, but I know." "The only problem is that you're narcissistic." "What did you say?" "…" It wouldn’t do me bad if I said he is narcissistic, right? Just this once. However, the eyes that looked at me were urging me to answer. "Nothing." I quickly shook my head and continued walking. Even if it was mentioned in the novel that ‘Heather’ and Jean had a brother-sister relationship and engaged with each other, it’s not good to act too familiar with him.

The attorney brother accepted his younger brother's offer for another bet. "Betting on 3, I'm offering the serve to the most narcissist man on the earth, one who would never get married to any women without getting her sign a prenup before the wedding, ensuring not to loose a single penny from his inheritance to anyone that is not Garcia, even be it his bride!" Master Alejandro pointed at the eldest brother before getting positioned on his own and shooting a strike. His claim indeed worked at erasing the smiles of both of the brothers in a flash of a moment.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

"So, Jace, it's not just you who's pathetic. Your dad is too. I guess it just runs in the family." "Can you believe that during our last match, my ten-year-old brother actually thought Jace was a girl because of the way he was playing?" Nathaniel shook his head in disgust. "Even at ten, my little brother skates circles around this loser." My feet went completely numb. I squeezed the hem of the jersey I was wearing, clutching the fabric so tightly my knuckles ached as I tried to swallow my growing rage. "Knock it off, boys. You have better things to do than waste your time on this," Nico finally spoke up, rising to his feet. His voice was deep and commanding, carrying that intimidating, alpha

"You deserve this. You deserve someone who makes you smile like that. I haven’t seen that smile in years. It’s cute" "Stop it." She laughed and just like that the moment passed. We talked about her day at work, her boyfriend, and this new restaurant she wanted us to try. I listened, laughed, and flowed with her energy, as I always do. She also talked about the small welcome party she was planning for her older brother who was finally moving back. She told me his brother was going to take over the family business and how excited her parents were about it. I nodded along, listening, asking questions, but none of it connected to the man who had just walked out of the bar. Why would it? That kin

Uhmm… “Sweetheart, you look gorgeous,” he said, lining his upper lip with his tongue while staring at me with those seductive eyes. Rain. That was Rain. My husband's brother. One of the triplet brother in-laws and the most forward and radical of them all. Even though they were identical, it was very easy for me to differentiate them from each other—thanks to their personalities. “Thanks, Rain, you look handsome yourself,” I said, smiling. He nodded. “I know, right? I'm so handsome and sexy, but you still chose to be with that vulture.”

She entered the room with a middle-aged man trailing behind—a doctor, by the look of it. “Like I got hit by a freight train. Honestly? I’d take being mauled by a bear over another round with your brother. At least a bear has the decency to kill quick. Your brother? He savors it.” I managed a weak grin. She laughed softly. “My brother’s still single, in case you’re wondering.” No wonder. Who would willingly marry a psychopath in a white shirt soaked in someone else’s blood? The doctor, unfortunately, was no less merciless. His check-up felt like another round of torture. After a rough exam, he scribbled down something and declared:

“I just couldn't.” “You're letting him get away with it?” Ethan asked. Leo shook his head. “I'm giving him a second chance.” “Have you confronted him?” Ethan asked. “No. I'm hoping that if I give him a little trust, a little more responsibility, he'll straighten up. He's young, and ambitious. I know he hoped to be an alpha of his own pack by now. I think he resents me being an alpha when he's not even a beta.” “Still, that's no reason to betray your own brother to the wolves who killed your parents!” Ethan protested.

My stepbrother. It had been over six years since I’d last seen him, six years since we spoke. And honestly, I hadn’t been looking forward to facing him then, and I wasn’t now. He was a narcissist, arrogant, and always had an air of superiority about him. He was nothing like his father—nothing like the man who’d shown me love and care. But still... he was family. I had sworn to myself I would never step foot in that house again. I’d made my peace with never going back, but now... now I was about to break that promise.