Ronald Sis Vs Bro Novels & Stories

Leslies stares at the young girl. “Did you two have a fight?” She asked. Brooke nodded. “About what?” “I don’t really know,” Brooke said. “We fight over stupid stuff. Stuff that doesn’t even make sense. I just think that Sandino wants nothing to do with me or our baby.” Leslie took a few steps forward.

“Oh, little sister. Did you really think I wouldn’t?” Cassian stiffened beside her. Ronan’s grip on his blade tightened. Her brother took a step closer. “You have something that belongs to me.” Selene forced herself to stay calm. “I have nothing of yours.” His smile widened. “Lies, Selene. You always were good at them.” His gaze flicked to Cassian. “And you—did you think I wouldn’t find out?” Cassian didn’t react, but Selene saw the way his shoulders tensed.

Ronald’s expression slightly hardened. “Do not make me repeat myself.” There was a long pause between them, then Adrian spoke. “No.” The word landed quietly, but it echoed. Ronald went still. The room felt like it had shrunken, leaving it more tighter and dangerous. “Careful.” Ronald said softly. Adrian didn’t look away. “She’s not yours to decide.” That did it. Ronald went red in the face, he was visibly livid, he looked like he would explode. Adrian only stared him down, unaffected.

… "30 years ago, a guy named Ronald Branson worked at TS Network. He not only teamed up with you in numerous shows but also served you in various capacities for a long time. Your connection with him is quite peculiar. "Even Lyla and many famous TS Network directors are familiar with Ronald. Yet, you insist on not knowing him. Are you certain it's not a memory lapse or dementia?" Alyssa scrutinized Sophia with a stern look. Sophia, with intelligence seemingly only fit for planting rice, somehow ascended from humble origins to a position among the wealthy and privileged. One could only say that Javier was more blind than his own son. Sophia stubbornly defended herself, stating, "I don't know a

Ryan greeted withdrawing his hand from the shake . “ What brought you so early ?” Mr Brookes asked settling on the single seater opposite the couch . “ I found out she is not my wife .” Ryan said staring at Mr Brookes who looked befuddled “ Sorry ,what are you talking about ? ” he asked in response . “ My wife is not Vanessa Brookes , your daughter .” Ryan said his eyes boring into Mr Brooke's . “ What are you talking about ? ” Sloan interrupted their conversation . “ If she is not your wife

“I’m the one who took the trip. Me. Serena. Because I just got out of a terrible relationship and she practically forced me to come so I could clear my head.” I shook my head again, half laughing, half annoyed. “She must have used my video or something to mess with you, and somehow you turned it into… this.” Ronnie stared at me, his expression hardening instead of softening. “No,” he said flatly. “That doesn’t make sense. Sidney wouldn’t do that.” I blinked. “Oh, you clearly don’t know my sister. And she clearly doesn't know you as well.” “She wouldn’t lie about something like this,” he insisted.

This time Sir Leon would take the lead role in that private theater, though she must make do with the body before her, shaping him into the ghost of another man. *** Ronald slammed his chopsticks onto the table with righteous fury sparkling in his eyes. "He is such a jerk, seriously. How the hell did he get that successful while I am still stuck here. Total snake. I still cannot believe he turned out that cool. Bastard!" Leon, Ronald, and Kelly were gathered at a small sushi place, the scent of rice and vinegar drifting like a quiet breeze between them. Ronald, who taught elementary school kids how to run and jump, had been the loudest voice at the table since they sat down. He spoke of an o

“You gave me fear. You gave me silence. You gave me nights of wondering if the man sleeping next to me was still human.” Dominic tensed beside me. “Ronald, don't you dare raise your voice at her.” “You stay out of this and keep quiet!” Ronald said. “Not this time,” Dominic shot back. “You’ve treated her like she’s nothing, and you think no one will stand up to you? You’re wrong.” Ronald’s nostrils flared. He took a step closer to his brother, the air between them as sharp as a knife. “You want to stand up for her? Fine. But don’t ever mistake my patience for weakness.”

Silas scoffed, rolling his eyes, “It’s always one thing or another with this one. You can’t overcompensate for the fact that you were born second alpha son, by being a pain in the ass, brother.” Ronan was across the table and at his brother’s throat before Matthias could even blink. Silas’s chair crashed to the ground with Ronan on top of him.

"Meeting up with your old flame behind your husband's back. Sister-in-law sure is skilled in dating two people at the same time." After Elizabeth heard that, she knew that he had seen her chatting with Brogan in the corridor. However, she did not understand what his intentions were; he had begun to meddle in her affairs. She turned around, and her beautiful eyes moved slightly as she looked straight at Ronald, and a faint smile appeared on her face. "Comparing to Big Brother, I'm still bad." "Is that so?" Ronald looked at her expressionlessly, staring at her perfect and beautiful shoulders. His handsome brows were knitted slightly, and he shifted his gaze onto her face.