Seducing My Brother Novels & Stories

"Wait, I didn't agree to this." "Just rest," Claudia's voice seemed to come from far away even though she was right beside me. "Stop fighting, Layla." I tried to keep my eyes open, tried to form words to argue but my body wasn't cooperating anymore, everything was getting heavy and distant and wrong. "—can't keep doing this—" someone was saying but I couldn't tell who, couldn't make sense of the voices that seemed to swim around me. "—few more days—" "—then she'll stop asking—"

She saw him smirk at her words like they had no weight. “They are so hardworking. They even call you ‘’The Lord’.” Isa added with a sneering tone. “Eat up.” He mumbled and raised the spoon close to the tip of her lips. Isa looked into his dark blue eyes and felt hesitant. She remembered how he tried sweet talking to her and how he tried to stop her from going to break the news to her husband. So he knew all these while that her brother was cheating on her with his sister but refused to tell her. Isa felt betrayed again. But on second thought, she never gave him the chance. She was always pushing him away, saying she was a married woman.

Ever since that time, I have been obligated to repay him. When Pedro picked up my brother from the hospital, he was still receiving treatment. He informed me that my brother won't be released until I do what he told me to do. Why would he ask me to seduce this man? What makes him think that this cold-looking man would fall for me? I just entered his office three minutes ago and I'm already all over him but I must never get distracted, I must do this, I must do this for my brother because he's my only family left.

I playfully say, he immediately brings out his phone, “okay so, I have a younger brother and an elder sister; my brothers name is Texan and my sisters name is Tela. My brother is quite easy to please, just get him a strong laptop for research; you’d be able to easily win him over” I pause, and turn to look at him; he’s seriously typing into his phone, after noticing I stopped he gives me a look telling me to continue; “ my sister is not so easy to please, she’s two years older than me. But her weak link is perfumes; buy her designer perfumes and you’ve won her heart”

- I was kissing my brother, sleeping with my brother, going on dates with my brother, planing an uncertain future about my brother, repulsing! I cringed. Nasty, I was disgusting but the thought might have taken over my head for a moment but it still wasn't enough to suppress that longing in my heart, the craving for my brother. Slowly, my teary gaze went back to meet his unsure ones. "Is that what you saw me as now, your little brother?"

a hand was on my shoulder, shaking me. "Yo," Adrienne's voice was saying, "25 seconds is long over, didn't you hear me?" She asked. I opened my eyes and moved away from my brother. I looked at him and saw embarrassment. I looked at my roommates and saw Adrienne giving me a naughty look and Carrie looked embarrassed to have seen anything. Suddenly, the realization of what was happening hit me. I was seducing my brother, or allowing other people to seduce him for me. Or something. The room was almost moving with sexual electricity. This was terribly wrong. Everything I was feeling was wrong and evil. I felt hot tears start to run down my cheeks.

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

“I need to make my brother stay in the city, work with our company and accept his share of the inheritance.” It’s not just the condition that surprised her. “You have a brother?!” Kael smiled amusedly. “Yeah, a hard-headed one.” “Oh… and you have to make him stay with you? Does he know about this? Why don’t you just tell him?” Is his brother not in the right mind to accept such a lot of inheritance? “I told you, he’s a hard-headed one.” “Oh, then what does it have something to do with me? I am still married to you…”

Each word was clipped, laced with a desperate control. "I'm not a child," I countered, my chin lifting. "I'm eighteen. And I'm not just your best friend's daughter anymore, am I? I'm living here. With you." I let my gaze drop to his lips again, then back to his eyes, trying to convey every forbidden thought that had ever crossed my mind. He let out a low, frustrated sound, a mix between a growl and a sigh. His grip on my wrist tightened for a second, then loosened, but he still didn't let go. He was fighting himself, and the sight of it was intoxicating.

“Fine. But I refuse to become a cliché. I’m not going to throw myself in front of the rich guy.” “Agreed. Financially comfortable guy. Or girl.” Sarrah paused. “Does your brother even have any women friends?” I scoffed. “Of course he does. He’s not some kind of misogynist weirdo.” “Well, you make his friends sound so unappealing,” she pointed out. “Unfair of me. I haven’t met them. It’s not like we hang out a lot, socially.” Scott had been fourteen when I was born. He’d been out of the house before I remembered him living with us.