Ronaldos Brother Novels & Stories

Ronald sensing the atmosphere getting tense put either of his hands around the people who meant to him the most – his beloved wife and his one and only brother. “Now now. Let’s not ruin the mood?” he said. He looked at the two young couples while Nolan and Kat also enjoyed themselves. He furrowed his eyebrows. “Hey. Guys. Do you think Nolan could be Kat’s beloved?” he asked in a low voice a small smirk curving his lips. “Huh!” his wife’s eyes lit up at once and stared at the six youngsters who were indulging in their own fun. Richard chuckled. “You are about to unleash the hug monster Ronald.”

Sarah controlled her laugh when Stefan being jerk Ronald's hand from his neck and said irritatingly, "I said you go, Ronald, I am coming, did you hear me?" Ronald made a fake pout face. "Ahh, my brother is not my brother anymore since he got a wife in his life, its really painful, but remember Stefan, every dog has a day, I will take care of you then." Ronald ended his act and walked out of their room and Stefan release a sigh. "I can't believe my brother is a big fool. He didn't get a simple thing and wasted my time for nothing." Stefan said while taking Sarah in a light hug, but Sarah knew his intention before immediately pushed him.

Ronaldo was causing more issues than needed to be, and even though my uncle was keeping him at bay and away from me, it didn't stop him from causing a rift with the people that were here. Those who are loyal to my uncle were torn between choosing Ronaldo and myself. They had dealt with Ronaldo for a long time, and he was directly blood related to my uncle. He was his son. So for my uncle to disregard his own son for the actions he had taken over the past few years and especially lately, and give it to his nephew instead, was very unheard of.

“What else would you call it?” “You disgust me Aliyah,” he said simply. But you can't get away from me! The confession hit harder than I expected. I blinked, unsure whether to scream or cry. “Ronald, I think you are sick.” He smiled faintly, almost proud. “Then maybe I’m sick. But I’ll be damned if I let anyone else have you.” “Dominic isn’t after me!” I shot back. “He’s your brother, for God’s sake!” “Exactly,” Ronald growled, eyes darkening. “He should’ve known better.”

Older brother? Zedekiel was stunned. Alaric was Ron's older brother? Ron pouted cutely and turned his back to Alaric. "Go away. I don't want to talk to you." "Oh I'm not here to talk." Alaric said. He stomped forward and grabbed Ron by the back of his collar and yanked. "I'm here to drag your naughty ass back home." Alarmed, Ron scurried to his knees and stretched out his hands. "Maelda!"

Strong arms wrapped around me before I was totally gone, his voice was steady, “I got you, sister.” I don’t know how long I slept but the scent of food had me stir awake. My eyes snapped open as my stomach growled and a deep chuckle had me glaring at him, my brother, Ronald. I sat up on my elbows as he spoke, “it’s much to take in, I understand how you must be feeling right now, I’d have felt much of the same if I hadn’t known for years.” He leaned over me with an ear-to-ear smile, “come on, you’re definitely my sister with that stomach growl I just heard, I’m a foody too.”

“I said he looks like one, and I’m not going to lie, he looks fine.” “Oh, he does?” I frowned at my eyebrows. “Who is hotter, Santiago or his brother—“ “His brother, hands down,” Rona confirmed. I laughed at her immediate reaction and tried to imagine someone even more handsome than Santiago. He had this cute and innocent charm and seemed different from most men. “His brother has such a recognizable face, so I asked if we’d met before, and he told me that he’s related to Santiago.” “Small world.” “Indeed, but enough about the hot brother,” Rona sighed. “How are things coming along? How are the cocktails?”

Ron stood up and walked towards the couch while San could see he was walking with difficulty. He pulled his pants up and remove knee brace that he was wearing. After applying the modalities, San sat on the couch and looked around. "How did you get the injury?" "I was playing basketball." "Oh, my brother also used to paly basketball in his school. He was the captain of his team." "Hm." Ron was busy on his phone. "I used to go to his school but then I changed schools when I was still in primary school." "Hm. What school he used to play for?"

“I have taken that into consideration, actually.” “Then what is the matter between you and that woman? Are you just having fun, or did she seduce you?” “Neither of them, Raine. I love her.” Ronald let out a sigh. “You what? Are you crazy?” Raine shook her head in shock. “I am not crazy. On the contrary, I know more than ever what I am doing.” “I completely don’t get it.” She never knew that her brother was such a person. He used to be a man of honor, a responsible family and a perfect man in her eyes.

Ronald felt an overwhelming urge to strangle him. His brother had always been ruthless, with the only softness in his heart reserved for the granddaughter he doted on. To learn, on his deathbed, that the child wasn’t his by blood—there was no way he could rest in peace. But Ronald had something even more important to impress upon Donald, so he forced his fury down. Donald opened the folder. The moment he saw the test result, his face went completely dark. He hadn’t expected his father to discover the truth before Angela did.