New Brother: His Dirty Little Secret Novels & Stories

“My mom thinks I’m sick; we lied to her; it is the reason she allowed us to come, but the truth is, we have fallen in love with this whole place—the lifters, the glass doors. My brother Owen thinks you’re the best-dressed man he has ever seen and wants to be friends with you. But they’re afraid you’ll hurt them because they know you’ve got so much power.” “Seriously? Oh my God, tell them I love them too, and don’t mind being their friends.” “Really?” He asked, raising his eyebrows. “Sure,” I interjected. He put a hand over his mouth again and said, “Alright, can I tell you another secret?” “Bring it on, I'm all ears,” I said, slightly bending and bringing my ears closer, surprising myself by

Fresh from the pain, not one notices the drastic change in the loving and innocent young master. She promises to always be with him and protect him no matter what, smiles and replies. “I will! Anything that you will ask of me, big brother.” She innocently replies, smiling wide and pure, without keeping in check that her beloved big brother is not the same anymore. “I know I could count on you.” His sinister smile then draws, giving that heavy atmosphere and dread that the storm is somewhat playing along. He taps her head lightly as he reaches his hand and said. “This is a secret that no one should know. A secret that only the two of us should know.”

Corleone pov I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning on the large bed that smelled too clean and unfamiliar. I hissed, hating the picture that kept reoccurring in my head. Every time I closed my eyes, it was the same eyes that looked unreadable and dangerous. My stepbrother. The new head of my department. Life clearly hated me. I rolled out of the bed, slipping into cotton shorts that barely covered my ass and the same tank top I wore to dinner except that it was braless.

And then his brows arched as he took a step forward. “Are you okay, Sunshine?” He softly asked, perhaps noticing how puffy beneath my eyes were and I sniffled. Thinking of lying to him, I shook my head. “Actually I’m not” I suddenly blurted out. “There’s something you should know” I muttered beneath my breath and my dad was intrigued. “It’s about—“ “Taylor!” She suddenly exclaimed and like a snake, I could already hear her hissing behind me. She appeared out of nowhere, walking into my father’s arms and they shared a kiss but he was the one who broke away.

He looked like a predator marking his territory. William smiled, completely oblivious to the suffocating tension suddenly choking the room. He clapped a hand on Killian's broad shoulder. "Maya, this is my son, Killian. Killian, this is Maya. Your new little sister." Killian didn't break eye contact. His intense gray eyes pinned me to the floor, lowering to my lips for a torturous split second before rising back to my face. A cold, mocking smirk played at the corner of his mouth. He stepped an inch closer, his deep, rough voice sending a shiver straight down my spine. "Welcome to your new cage, sister.”

I had a tough night, it was without a doubt, the best night of my life. I didn't use a condom on my step-sister, and it felt so good to feel the walls of her pussy clamping around my cock as I moved in and out of her speedily. I had many things in mind to do for her. What would happen if our parents found out about our dirty little secret? Would it destroy our family? Would I be able to keep up with this secret? I got overwhelmed in my thoughts so I didn't know when I slept off. I woke up to the sounds of running feet coming from the children's parlor. I asked the housekeeper to find out what was going on. "Miss Isabel is playing with the boys, Roland and Donald. Is there anything else?"

I couldn't listen to another word. Outside the club, the night air hit my face. I took a deep breath. It was almost over. Tomorrow, I'd be on a plane to France. "Hey, miss. Wait up." A group of ragged, filthy men stepped out of the shadows. Rogues. The lowest of the low. "Well, well, if it isn't Alpha Killian's little leftover," the leader said, showing a row of yellow teeth. He twirled a dagger in his hand. "Heard you're an unmarked prize."

I opened my mouth to say something anything but nothing came out because yeah what do you even say when your biggest dirty secret just flashed right there in black and white for the one guy who was supposed to help fix this mess. He finally looked up at me and his voice came out low and rough like he could not decide whether to laugh or throw the phone across the room. “Stepbrother. Ava your own fucking stepbrother is the one texting you about missing that tight pussy. Jesus Christ Ava. You have got to be kidding me right now.” I snatched for the phone but he yanked it higher and stepped back so I almost tripped over my own feet trying to grab it. “Give it back Noah come on this is not funny

“You think you’re clean? You built your empire on the bones of that business! The start-up capital, the political favors—it was all his! You’re just the sanitized version! I’m the honest one! I’m not pretending!” He was screaming now, spittle flying. His hand shot out, grabbing one of the syringes from the table. He fumbled with the cap. A cold calm settled over me. He wasn’t threatening me with it. His hands were shaking too badly to aim. He looked at the needle, then at me, his chest heaving. The wildness in his eyes solidified into a terrifying, final resolve. “You want a scandal?” he hissed. “You want the great Ronan Vexley’s brother to be a murderer? How about a victim?”

He was super good at pretending he didn't know about the body I was covering with this skimpy outfit. I thought of what to say. Perhaps I could use this moment to let her know he belonged to me. “I'm sorry, ma'am. It was just so hot, and I felt safe wearing this since I'm with Alpha Xavier—my new daddy.” My lips curled into a sexy grin as my eyes rolled slowly from her to my daddy standing behind me. His fist balled, and his brows arched. You're going to get your punishment when we get home, his look said.