Novel & Cerita Ronaldos Brother

“I’m really happy that you became such close friends with us. We are lucky that Jennifer got kicked out!” Olivia smiled warmly at me. “I’m happy I’m your friend too.” She said. “Good. But do you remember that you made a promise concerning your brother?” I asked. I was sounding way calmer than I felt and that was a very lucky thing for Olivia. Because left to me, this matter was deeply enraging. Brad had been back for ages and still he was not mine! “I…Well, I…” she stammered. “No I understand. You’re not responsible for the fact that some stupid girl snatched him up.” I said with a shrug as I put my iPad away and moved closer to Olivia.

Valerie gritted her teeth, her breathing shaky. “Is it about Nana?” Valerie sniffled. “No,” she whispered, more tears streaming down her face as her hand reached up to hold Rhea's. “Then what is it?” Rhea asked, leaning in closer, their faces inches apart. “Please.” Valerie shut her eyes and drew in a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. “It’s my uncle,” she whispered. “My father’s younger brother.” It was then Rhea realized that Valerie had never spoken about any relatives apart from Sienna, who had betrayed her, her late Nana, and her parents, who had died in an accident long ago.

“I don’t want to be alive anymore!” Beta Grant growled. “I really don’t care what you want, Princess. If you die, I die. I was given an order and I have to follow through on it.” “The last man that was given an order to protect me is now dead.” “Is that a threat?” “Maybe it is.” He laughed bitterly. “My brother has his work cut out with you.” “Alpha Ronan is your brother? Now I know why you’re so angry.” I stated.

Ronald taunted. "Aren't you determined to ruin things so much for me? Are you really my brother? Forget it,I'll let it slide for now. Anyways,I have good news to share." Justin said excitedly, his voice taking a hundred and sixty degree turn. " Shoot,I don't have a whole night. I still need to finish my business here and go cuddling with my dearest." Ronald replied impatiently. He had Left on a business deal and now he was dying to go back home to his Ava.

I didn't really realise just how many tattoos were on this man's body but now that I was seeing it in broad daylight, there were a lot. Memories of the night before came rushing back into my mind like a flood. The raw, unfiltered words he had used. The way he looked at me. The way we had completely crossed the line right there on his massive office desk before he eventually carried me out to his private car and brought me to this luxury hotel. We had fucked for hours, a wild, chaotic blur of skin, heat, and absolute surrender. He had claimed me in a way that made me completely forget about Damon, Hailey, and the rest of the world. But waking up next to him in the light of day was different.

His father would consider him more incapable than his cousin. After a long pause, he quickly snatched his phone from the table and dialed, his jaw clenched hard. After a ring, the call connected. “Mr. Ashford.” Blake’s eyes flashed. “Put Jace Holloway on the line,” he demanded. There was a pause. “He already left instructions,” the voice on the other end said. “That was him being lenient. Next time, he wouldn’t consider your years of friendship.” The message was relayed.

Does my own brother not pick up his phone for anyone but his little gang members? I glance at Mason, who's engrossed in his book. "Hey, Mason. Do you know where my brother is?" I ask, trying to sound like I'm inquiring innocently. Maybe since he's talking to me, he's willing to give up information that the others won't. He glances up from his book, his eyes narrowed. "I'm not inclined to say," he replies stoically. Fuck.

He told Nathaniel he didn’t know how to tell her, not with college just around the corner. Nathaniel had listened, nodded, tried to give advice even though he himself didn’t know what love was supposed to feel like. They talked for a while, and then Ethan left. But Nathaniel wasn’t free yet. That same evening, he was supposed to meet Nigel—Ryan’s older brother—who worked at the Whitmore company. Nigel was a great friend, and had promised to show him a new game after work. Nathaniel had been late because of Ethan, but he still rushed over, hoping Nigel might still be around.

Now I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for Marcus to show up, because apparently I'm incapable of planning ahead. Why didn't I just drive myself? Right. Because Nina said she'd buy me coffee if I rode with her. And I am weak for free caffeine. So here I am. Waiting. And Marcus is probably balls deep in some blonde right now. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean it as a fact. My brother is a man whore. Always has been. Always will be. He dates women the way other people change socks, frequently and without much thought. Another reason Nina can't stand him. She calls him "emotionally constipated." I call him predictable.

If it were not for the fact that Ronald loved her, they would have really become strangers. It had been more than half a month since Elizabeth had disappeared. Ronald had never given up looking for her. It was more than enough to prove her position in his heart. "Bring her back. If she didn't want to, you know what to do." Ronald said in a heavy voice. Oliver bowed his head to think for a moment, then said, "I know, doesn't Elizabeth still have a younger brother there?" Ronald nodded in satisfaction. He was extremely clear Elizabeth's weakness.