Trading My Ex For His Brother Novels & Stories

His watch— a vintage and understated piece was not flashy but I could tell it was expensive. The kind of expensive, I knew Robert didn’t come close to getting. Maybe he wasn’t here to swindle me of my company or hurt me. Maybe he was genuinely just a business man who wanted to make more money… And maybe partnering with him wouldn’t be so bad. I mean, what better way to get back at my ex-husband if not through his own brother? “Okay then.” I clapped my hands. “But I will like to see you proposal. You may send the request via Ciara.

It felt like he has gotten a lot finer since both of them got separated. There was so much going on at the same time for Zach because his brother left a few minutes ago complaining about his mother's condition, and now he had to meet with his greedy ex-wife. She will do anything for money, even if it means crawling and begging; that is how little she sees herself.

"Your father was wealthy once. A scam ended everything and prison cleared his name too late. Your mother followed him into the ground. Leaving you and your brother all alone with nothing but poverty." I didn't react. I refused to give him that. "I'm offering you a way out," "And if I say no?" His lips curved. "Then I raise the offer. Three million." I stared at him like he had completely lost his mind. "Five," he said. My breath hitched. "You're greedy," he added. "I want to speak to my brother," I said. "Alone." They brought Julian in a minute later and just like that, the ice in the room disappeared.

Martha said dramatically, or so I had thought. "Is that a threat, Marth?" I asked, still trying to be calm and level-headed. She turned and looked directly into my eyes, "My brothers…" Her voice wavered, and she closed her eyes for a few seconds. "My brothers are trying to sell me off to some rich man as repayment for a debt that my late father owed him. They intend to marry me off next time I get a break from work, and then replace me with my younger sister." The tears fell freely from Martha's face as disbelief coated my facial features.

The Wrong Door TALIA Unknown: 24 hours left. Bring the money or die. A wave of iced chills rolled down my spine and I gulped down the last champagne left on my tray. I can’t die. And I cannot lose my brother. But when a man named Dex sat across from me in a booth that smelled like cigarettes 48 hours ago, and told me in a very calm tone that my brother's debt was now my debt. He said my brother had been stupid enough to put our mother's apartment up as collateral. He'd smiled when he said it. Like it was good news.

"I just gave the Blackwoods what was already mine. My forty percent share of the company." Richard froze. The color completely drained from his face, leaving him a sickly shade of pale. "You... you did what? You can't do that. Those shares belong to the family!" "They belong to me," I snapped, my calm facade cracking just enough to let my anger show. "The papers were under my maiden name, remember? The ones you called 'useless paperwork' when we got married. I traded them." "You traded them to *them*?!" Richard gestured wildly at the three brothers, his hands shaking. "Are you insane, Maddison? Do you have any idea who these men are? They are monsters! They will chew you up and spit you out!

Finally, he spoke. “And what do you want in return?” I met his eyes directly and didn’t hesitate. “I want my ex-husband to lose his promotion.” For the first time, something flickered faintly in his eyes. Good. At least I had his attention now. “That’s all?” “Yes. Richard Black should lose the promotion, and in exchange, I’ll give you the Marion brothers’ contact and arrange the meeting personally. Oh, I don’t mind you telling him I’m the reason he lost the promotion.”

My fingers were wrapped around his biceps for support, as my legs shook. “Should I go on?” He asked in a teasing manner. “Fuck, yes,” I whispered. My shaky hands undid his trousers, and he took his shirt off himself as he carried me up, with his hands running through my ass and back. My legs were still wrapped around him as he laid me down, slamming into me ruthlessly. I came twice, and he finally came right after me. “Now,” he said breathlessly. “Tell me what happened.” “My brother has given Athena's ex a room in the pack. A proper room. He'll be giving him houses before we even know what's going on.”

“Good. And you’ll give me one of the most important seats.” I nodded slowly. He stepped closer, cupping my cheek. “I’ve missed you.” I spat in his face. The room went silent. Kristoff wiped his face slowly, then nodded at his men. “Get her out.” They untied me roughly, shoved my phone into my hand, dragged me outside, and locked the warehouse behind me. I stood there, trembling beside my car. Had I just made the worst decision of my life? Had I just destroyed my brother’s future… forever?

It was like I fell into another dark pit after escaping an abusive relationship. Conjuring up some valor, I raised my head to deal with this new dilemma and tried to negotiate with my ex. “I will pay your money soon, Alpha. Give me some time to gather the amount.” My statement evaporated Xander’s victorious grin into thin air. He lunged forward and growled. “What did you say? You will repay this debt? What are you even thinking?” As I didn’t give in to trickery, Xander lost it. He couldn’t digest the firm response of his submissive ex-wife and spat out.