Narcissistic Brother In Law Novels & Stories

Psychotic! "Your brother is a psychopath!" I yelled at Leonardo across from the table, where he was casually smoking a cigarette. "In fact, your whole family is a bunch of psychopaths!" Leo just laughed it off, taking a long drag from his cigarette before exhaling a cloud of smoke. "What can I say? It runs in the family," he said nonchalantly. "There is no way in HELL I'm letting my cousin marry your psycho brother!" I hissed.

She informed, still not looking at us so I finally took my hands off him and same as him. "Ali, take Miss Jameson with you and tell her her assigned job." With a serious command in his voice, his aura changed and I can now see the ruthless businessman everyone was talking about. My gaze followed his back until he disappeared from my sight and I was left there with his secretary. I let out a sigh and tapped my chest gently where my heart was wildly beating at the simple touch he did while we're inside the elevator. Let me just remind you, Charylle. He is your brother in law.

I have and I get anything I want so its just to relax and live life to the fullest. My brother Dr Lyod Williams is a direct opposite of me. He is calm, caring and take his time with people and me on the other hand am extremely arrogant. I get any girl I want with my money. If it means using force I do it just to get what I wanted. I have gotten in to big mess several times but my brothers influence on such cases made it very impossible to go anywhere. I am now in the university and I plan on continuing with my way of college and high school days. My brother despises this behavior of mine so much but he can barely do anything because am all he has got and since our parents demise he promi

Even Alexander himself will not dare to say no to Damien. Just like Damien ordered, the butler and the servant pushed Jake down until he is sitting near Damien's feet. Damien kicked Jake on his face, which made Jake fall back on the floor, flat on his back. He groaned with pain. "Brother, why are you hurting me like this?" Jake tried to use their relationship as a shield to protect himself. Damien laughed humourlessly when he heard Jake's words. "Brother? Who said you are my brother? I am a Bishop and you are a stray whom my father picked up with pity. Don't you ever call yourself my brother again" Damien sneered.

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’re fucking your sister’s fiancé two days before the wedding.” The words land like punches to the ribs and I open my mouth but nothing comes out. Vincent finally speaks, voice rough. “This isn’t what it looks like.” Alex stares at him hard. “It looks exactly like what it is.” He takes one step back into the hall, then stops. Looks at me one last time. “I thought you were different,” he says quietly. Then he turns and walks away leaving the door open. Vincent reaches past me and pushes it shut as I slide down the wall until I hit the tile, knees to my chest, shirt still clutched. My body still hums and aches where he was... but at what cost?

Then he stood up, straightened his shirt like everything I just said wasn’t any of his business. “Ethan,” he said quietly, stepping closer with his hands in his pocket until we were almost nose to nose. “I don’t know what your deal is lately, but let me make one thing crystal clear, Lena is mine. And you know how this works, I always get what I want. So I’ll advice you keep your rules to yourself. Stick to work and keep being the boring, responsible Ethan everyone knows, while I’ll keep being the fun, irresponsible one. You stay out of my business…I stay out of yours. No one has to get hurt, brother.” He squeezed my shoulder gently, almost affectionate then winked. He turned and walked out,

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

Everything about him was a performance, a carefully constructed image designed to intimidate and provoke. "Long time no see, brother!" Nico said, his voice dripping with the kind of sarcasm that could strip paint off walls. The word 'brother' came out twisted, mocking, and loaded with years of resentment and rivalry. "Brother?" I scoffed, letting my contempt show plainly on my face. The audacity of this guy never ceased to amaze me. "You must have forgotten that your mama never gave birth to anyone after you. Last I checked, we don't share blood, and we damn sure don't share respect."

But his younger brother had a dangerous tendency to think that his way of doing something was the only way possible. He never took responsibility when it came to making mistakes or coming across errors in his ongoing plans. He was a natural-born narcissist thanks to Caroline and her excessive coddling. In her eyes, her son could do no wrong. Well, Alexander had a fairly good idea of exactly what that little deviant was capable of. He had it on good authority that his so-called devoted brother was the one who was responsible for the car crash that was meant to kill him all those months back. He’d been slowly but surely gathering evidence on his end to prove his theory. Alexander would never s