Trading My Ex For His Brother Novels & Stories

Craig smiled, that smile showing he approved. "But don't give out the one with my name." Cathy facepalmed herself, she too had no intention of giving that, Whitney laughed, and she heard what Craig whispered. "I won't dare." He kissed Craig and walked to George. "If brothers, were sold in the market and you cost fifty million dollars, I will purchase just you, and no matter how cheap others are, I will still go for you because you are the best brother in the world."

“Oh, sweetheart, you don’t know your husband has traded with us. One man for another.” A sharp gasp escaped my mouth when I understood what he was talking about. Despite this, I asked, “What trade?” I didn’t want to hear it! “He is surrendering himself in exchange for his brother.” I felt numb. “But trust me, he is not what we want.” I forced a lump down my throat. “It’s you that we have asked in exchange for Cassius. We want you, sweetheart.” My stomach churned with a sick feeling.

Hope sprung in my chest, and I waited for Acker or Mikael to speak. Mikel did, and his words surprised me. “Not a trade, half-brother. A sale.” Sale? Wait- half brother? Silence reigned for more than a couple of seconds and I was almost afraid to turn and look at Cross. Acker spoke again, sounding stoic, “It’s a good deal, Cross. We get her and you get your easy access to the country. Let her go or you will find out how ugly things will get.” I held my breath for something- anything to happen…

"You may go." The servant bowed respectfully and quietly left. Only then did Sebastian look back at me. "All set?" I held up the crumpled page, my hand trembling. "You're Alex's brother?" "Older brother.” He corrected me without the slightest change in expression. I could only stare at him in disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded, my voice rising. "Would it have changed your decision?" He asked calmly. I frowned. "What?" "If I'd told you yesterday that Alexander is my younger brother..." His voice remained even. "Would you have rejected my offer?"

"You've been a disease in my life since the day my mother married your father. You've done nothing but blackmail me. You went as far as messing with my business deals. You've lived your entire life in the shadows, trying to tear down everything I've built. And why? Because you couldn't stand that I had what you didn't! Not the money, not the power, but a decent man for a father!" Jayden recoiled as if he had been hit. His face twisted with a mix of hatred and humiliation. "You think you're so much better than me, don't you?" he hissed, his voice full of venom. "The golden boy! The one who can do no wrong! Well, now the world knows your little secret! The faceless billionaire has a face, and

he replies. “You can’t do this, this is kidnap!” I cry out, I wish I wasn’t acting so scared, but I am terrified and I can’t hide it. “Kidnap? This is not a kidnap. I paid for you!” He exclaims while he laughs wickedly. “Paid for me?” I ask confused. “Yes, your brother and I made a deal: I forgot all about his debt and agreed to give him some credit in my casino; in exchange, he gave me you,” Alex informs as if what they did was the most natural thing in the world.

I was going to be sacrificing my whole life and I had to make sure I would be well compensated for it. “What would I be getting out of the deal, Don Alessandro?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. “You’re asking me to give you all of me, I need to be properly compensated.” “You’ll get your brother back in one piece and on top of that, you’ll get to keep the Alessia Cartel ring.” Don Alessandro proposed. Three days ago, I would’ve gleefully accepted the terms of this proposal but not anymore. My father had sidelined me for Miguel and I was left with nothing.

He dispersed it with a wave of his hand and exhaled more rings. “What’s the broker doing here?” The corners of his lips crooked downwards, and he couldn’t have looked more unimpressed. The stick went into his mouth, and he waited for a heartbeat, inhaling, before responding. “You don’t remember? He’s owing you money. Just last night, you practically raved about it and asked me to find him and deal with him.” Smaller, smoky clouds escaped his nostrils in a long trail. “What was not decided was whether or not to have your brother involved because we heard he’s been looking for the son of a bitch too.”

"I was just about to head to the strip club, anyway." As I stalked away, I couldn't help but wonder what the hell was going on. My brother, a man of good value, was willing to sacrifice his own mate for the sake of his ex-girlfriend's unborn child. Something didn't sit right with me, and I vowed to get to the bottom of it, one way or another.