Tempted By My Ex's Brother-in-law Novels & Stories

Since the resort was built, I considered it as a start up business, and didn’t splurge on expenses. Another sigh escaped from my lips when I strolled towards Alice. She was engaged to my brother, but the bastard was smitten again by his ex-girlfriend. I groaned in frustration because I was reminded when Logan went to his ex and hurt my feelings! Men could really be dense and despicable at times!

“He’s your brother. You’ll treat him with respect.” “He’s NOT my brother!” I glare at Alexander, but the only thing he does is stand there and look rather smug. “He’s an enemy. A con artist who tried to take away what’s mine.” “Oh, please,” the man finally speaks, walking toward me with all the time in the world. “I didn’t even have to try. I only gave her a shoulder to cry on, and guess what?” He circles around me, stopping only when he’s right behind me and whispers, “Your ex-wife was so damn desperate, she threw herself at me without a care in the world.”

Way 2: My Husband's Younger Brother I married the safe brother. Everyone said it. Jake was stable, successful, and boring in bed. His younger brother, Liam, was the opposite—wild, reckless, and built like a goddamn temptation sent straight from hell. I told myself I was immune to him. I lied every single day for the past three years.

To pleasure him and watch him come undone under the effects of my touch. I traced the visible veins on his dick, twirling a finger around his tip. He cursed under his breath, his head thrown back against the sink. “Can I…stroke it?” I didn’t even recognize the sound of my own voice. I shouldn’t be here, on my knees, touching my brother—in—law, but I wanted this. I wanted him. Just like I wanted his brothers. There was no point denying the attraction I’ve felt towards each brother anymore. Maybe it made me sick and depraved but I’ve had unspeakable fantasies since I stepped into their lives as a substitute bride.

His expression changed immediately, shifting from controlled anger to concern. "Chloe." I walked inside. "I'm sorry." He came toward me. "You have nothing to apologize for." One of the board members gave a bitter laugh. "That's debatable." Adrian turned toward him without releasing my hand. "What exactly are you suggesting?" The man placed his phone on the table with deliberate slowness. "That this company is being dragged into a scandal because the CEO can't separate his personal interests from his professional responsibilities." I stared at the photograph again. I wanted to disappear. I wanted to stop existing in this moment.

"Rich enough to give you what your husband can't." I bit my lower lip, once again remembering that he's my brother-in-law, my husband's twin brother. But no matter how much I want to worry I can't feel any regret. Slowly and carefully, I hugged him from the back, pressing my breasts on his back and teasing his nape as I glided my hand from his chest down to his crotch. "Charylle..." He called my name with a heavy breath and even before I knew it, he's already in front of me, my body was closely pinned to the wall. "Let's have a quickie." He whispered.

over the past five years, trying to guilt trip me. "How much have I given up for you? I had a chance to move to a big city for work, but I stayed here because of you. When you were struggling in the early days of your startup, I suffered alongside you and never complained once. Now that you've succeeded, you listen to some rumors and want to abandon me and my brother?" She pulled out our wedding photo from the coffee table drawer. In the picture, we were both smiling happily.

I did not stop. “You stand here acting righteous, but you invited yourself to your ex’s family villa and slept with him while his girlfriend was in the house.” My voice shook, but it did not break. “Who’s the slut now, Celeste? And you still tried to fuck his brother after that. How shameful.”

“But why is he helping her? Does he have feelings for her?” The situation quickly escalated due to people's whispers. Now, everyone is eager for gossip, even fabricating stories. I wished to avoid prolonging this matter, and particularly, involving Mr. Argos. Brother or not, he is my employer, and I prefer to keep family matters separate from my professional life. Besides, Damien isn't my family anymore. I glanced at the pathetic couple on the floor once, before turning to Mr. Argos. I skillfully concealed my feelings and gently shook my head.

As far as he knows, I'm just the random witch doctor/probable charlatan who is here to exploit his father's illness for money. What am I supposed to do, waltz up to him and say, "Hey, Marcus, I know you don't know me, but I squatted outside your father's secretary's office and overheard your brother and sister plotting to frame you for embezzlement to make your dad hate you and kick you out of the line of succession"?