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With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

This has to be a set up, I’m getting tested here. “Did your sister put you up to this? Is she trying to test me or something? Because this is beyond wild.” I say and she rolls her eyes at me. That lets me know this is real. She’s actually being serious right now. She’s crazy, who in their right mind would go for this? “This has nothing to do with Adira. I don’t want to talk about Adira.” She says and I look at her terrified. This is some next level shit.

“Your sister. She wants Nicholas for herself.” “That’s absurd. My sister has been taken. How could she do this?” “Oh my dear, magic doesn’t have any limits. She set this in motion long ago, and that’s exactly what’s happening now.” The woman confirmed it, and a memory flashed back, Nicholas and Madelyn once hooking up. But her sister loved her. She would never go as far as turning her crazy. “You have what she wants. Two beautiful kids. A man she always loved. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed how she adored your life. She wants to be you.”

I pulled her into my arms. "You've got to set some boundaries with her. She's already trying to tear our family apart. How am I supposed to stay calm?" Valerie finally let the tears fall. "It's my fault. But she's still my sister." "You gave up finishing high school so she could stay in. Has she ever cared about what you went through? You're always bending over backward for her. Has she ever even thought about returning the favor?" "I never expected her to," Valerie murmured.

Stella pov It's not unnatural that from the very first time I set my eyes on that new man from marketing, I crushed on him right away. I wanted him in ways that my fingers could not fulfil. Jennifer told me he was her sister's fiance and I thought he was off limits but the moment I realised she had feelings for him just as much as I did, I knew I had to get him for myself and what better ways to get both sisters to dump him than to let Sarah know what the man in her relationship was doing with his sister.

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

She cuts my sister off, “That was I write comes to life. Yes, my books are real.” Then it clicks, “We are your books, at least we are in it.” “You’re right,” She smiles at me, “It’s actually a series. Your book is still ongoing, the second book and there will be another in the future, whil-” Asteria cuts in, “I am the first. How is that possible?” “I make a lot of impossible things possible,” She points out but my sister’s questioning isn’t finished. “What did you call my book. What’s the name and please tell me that it’s completed,” My sister all but pleads and I snicker.

But the wine, the long-denied attraction, the tension of the past weeks—it all conspired against better judgment. I eased her back against the couch, my body covering hers, kissing her deeply. Her hands were in my hair now, her body arching into mine. Through the haze of desire, some small part of my brain screamed that this was madness—she was my wife’s sister, my employee, possibly carrying my child.

"I won't let you slander my sister anymore! Hasn't she suffered enough? You vile, disgusting woman!" "What are you talking about?" Maggie burst into tears, her voice trembling. "When did I ever slander her? I didn't make her jump! She's mentally unstable; how's that my fault—ahh!"

"Did you see how worried Dylan looked just now? As long as you say the word, he'll definitely divorce that worthless girl." Mrs. Morgan laughed, the sound light and delighted. "Your father's absolutely right. Dylan was forced by that old man to marry her. But the person he actually loves is you. As long as you ask him to, he'll make you Mrs. Carter in no time." Sophie made this satisfied little sound. "Who does that witch think she is? How dare she try to compete with me for Dylan? If her bone marrow hadn't been a match for mine, she never would have been allowed into our family in the first place. Do you know how disgusted I feel every single time I have to call her my sister?"