Trading My Ex For His Brother Novels & Stories

Vittoria whispered, fear bleeding into her voice. I looked up at the man who had been haunting my life for weeks. The man whose presence felt like both threat and unfathomable salvation. “I'll rather sell myself to Vito Castellano.” I said hoarsely. Yes Vito is my Ex-Fiance's Stepbrother and the most feared man in the country and Italy but at least he's worth it right? One hundred and ninety thousand dollars won't shaken his pockets. "You don't know what you are saying Zoya, Vito is-"

". He’s not mad at you, if that’s what you’re asking.” Monica leaned her head back against the wall, exhaling hard. “God. How did this blow up so fast?” “Because it always does,” Diane said plainly. “You’ve been in this business long enough to know what sells. You slapped a man who happens to be your ex-husband’s brother. Of course it exploded.” “I didn’t plan it,” Monica muttered. “It just happened.” “I know.” A moment passed before Diane pulled a folded piece of paper from her purse.

He looked up to make sure I was listening. Zane continued, “You’ll appear with me at social events. And of course, on family occasions. Everyone will know you as my wife. In return, your mother’s bills will be settled, and you’ll never have to worry about her health, even after we separate.” I bit down on my lip, about to say something, but he didn't give me the chance to. “Whatever you want will be yours. I’ll make sure you're receiving adequate advantage from this. In return, all I want is an heir. Do you have any questions?”

He had been wasting time abroad for the past few years and didn't have the money to buy the shares. His gaze shifted to Richard, the only person in the room with the means to purchase Damon's shares. However, Richard remained silent, his expression stern. While he could afford to buy the shares, it would cost him most of his savings—something he was unwilling to do. "I won't give you a single cent. Either you exchange your shares for Dr. Herbert's help in recovering your memory, or you can forget about finding him again!" Richard threatened. Brandon, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up. "Grandpa, aren't you being too harsh on Uncle Damon? Prospectus Technology has helped the Sumn

“Kim?” “You're so petty, Damien.” The alcohol seemed to have cleared a bit, because her voice rang out, clear and straight to the point. “You asked how I found out the club was yours and I gave you a honest answer. Why are you makin a fuss about the fact that I mentioned your brother's name?’ “My brother is your ex.” “So what, Damien? In your own opinion, do you think I miss him? If you feel that I regret not marrying Roland, then you must have been a terrible husband.”

But Karan was not happy about what I did, not that he cared about Yuri being dead as he made it clear that he was useless anyway, but he did not like that I will have to stay in J City when he clearly told me he wanted me in Russia with him. He will have to suck it up though, but I have a feeling he is not going to let this go like that. Krystal I and have been getting closer since now I have more time to spend with her and DJ. The old man went to announce to his brother, father, and ex-wife that he is the one who bought the company, and he fired the lot of them. His father and brother were not happy about that but the one to take the medal is his ex-wife. The woman literally threw herself a

I retorted. “I am never going to understand what you see in this woman, especially since you have to abandon something as important as that just for her. Are you aware your ex-girlfriend, whom you prized so much back then, just bought a lot of shares from most of our holders?” Conrad half-yelled, sounding displeased by my decision. I hung up the call as I didn’t want to be lectured by my brother, who knows nothing about women. I understand because he shared the same mindset as Lazarus.

“Either you’re fucking stupid, or you have the biggest pair of balls I’ve ever seen.” Panic flashes over his face. “I was just playing around with the girls. It was harmless fun.” I suck in a deep breath of air as I look at the piece of shit. “You have shares, but instead of cashing them in, you traded your sister to settle your debt.” “But that’s in the past. We…”

“With no money and nothing to barter?” I tossed my head. “Perhaps your brother is interested in trading for his old family homestead! I bet he would love that and you will lose to him again!” I heard his ragged intake of breath. “You couldn’t do that. How dare you say that to me?” “Why not? It’s mine now. Thanks for marrying me.” I fired back. "You honestly think I am a complete fool." His hand tightened on my wrist. “That land belongs to me—”

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