บททั้งหมดของ My Fiance's Brother : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

CHAPTER ONE Olivia; I was a mess. My heart slammed in my rib cage as I stared at the massive building through the car window beside me. “Come on, Olivia,” my fiancè, Marcus Kingston, said softly, and I turned to stare at him, his deep blue eyes trying to give me all the reassurance I needed, but I was far from being calm. “You need to relax, baby. You've been fidgeting throughout the ride. Barely even said a word.” “ What if they don't…y'know, like me?” My voice was low, but desperate. My other hand absentmindedly flicked the engagement ring on my left finger. A habit I'd grown accustomed to since Marcus proposed. Don't get me wrong, I love Marcus, but I just didn't know why I was this nervous. Maybe it was because I'd never officially met the Kingstons and I sure as hell had never been engaged before. "You're kidding," he chuckled, "our marriage is literally arranged by both families, Liv. I don't see why you should be this nervous." "I know that. But this is the first tim

Chapter 3Olivia;What do you do when you're engaged and about to wed the man you know deep down is the love of your life in a month, but your ex shows up? The one man who shattered and broke your heart three years ago. And you realize, painstakingly, that maybe, just maybe, you still have unresolved and complicated feelings for him?That's me right now. Standing in the lavish hall the Kingstons had arranged and decorated for my engagement with Marcus. With the gut-wrenching realization that these two were brothers.And honestly, I don't know what to make of this.I’d spent three years thinking I’d moved on. Three years of rebuilding myself from the shattered pieces Damon left behind. And it took just a night for everything to come crashing again in the form of those piercing, stormy eyes I'd once memorized.Right now, I couldn't breathe. And I sure as hell couldn't take my eyes off him either. My feet felt like they were cemented to the floor. I was frozen, caught in the middle of a

Chapter 5Olivia;I was exhausted.The day had drained every ounce of energy from me. All I wanted was a hot shower and a bed—just a few hours of peace before tomorrow's chaos began.I slipped out of my dress, tossing it aside as I padded toward the bathroom.And then...The door burst open.I froze.There, in the doorway, stood Damon.His chest rose and fell like he’d just sprinted through hell. His jaw was tight, and his eyes— his eyes looked like they were about to swallow me whole."What the hell, Damon?!" I yelled, grabbing my dress and holding it tightly against my chest.Instead of leaving, he stepped inside, my heart dropping with each step he took.My eyes darted to the open door behind him. I was half naked. And....anyone could walk in. Anyone."You’ve got to be fucking kidding me," he said, his voice low and bitter. He was pissed, and... he'd been drinking. “My brother, Liv? Really?”He kept walking toward me. I kept backing away, inching until my back hit the dresser."Wha

Chapter 7The moment I shut the door, I sank down on the floor and felt everything inside me shake.My breaths came out in harsh pants, and a hand came up to my chest, feeling it rise and fall frantically.This wasn't happening, right? I wasn't about to be swept into this again, was I? I had walked away from him. From this, he didn't even seem to realize the extent of his actions.I was naive, but I could have ended it all right then, but I held on.For her.It wasn't easy as everything, every path I took reminded me of him. Every pain I went through, the moment we parted reminded me of how blind and stupid I had been.And now this. Just when I was ready to move on.I tried to hold it in, but I couldn't. My body shook as I let the tears fall.My ears perked up as I heard the shrill ring of my cellphone. I should ignore it, but not when I knew the only person who would call me at this hour.So I stood, naked and on shaky legs to the dresser.I inhaled deeply and wiped my cheeks, "Hey Gr

Chapter 9They say you never really get over your first love. No matter how much you claim to hate them, there’s always a reason you loved them in the first place—or why your body still responds to them, even when your mind knows better.I want to believe that wasn't the case for me. I want to believe that what I felt, what I was feeling right now wasn't any of that.I shouldn't. But...despite myself, I wrapped my hands over his neck, kissing him back.Damon's lips moved against mine hurriedly as if he was trying to make sure he poured every single emotion into it. My toes curled and my lower belly pinched with need. I moaned when the tip of his tongue rushed against my lower lips, coaxing me to give him entry.And I did. For a moment -- just one moment, I shut my inner voice and opened for him, kissing him with the same urgency.He was everything I remembered. Everything I had tried to bury. Everything I had tried to forget. Damon's hands began to slide lower, brushing down my side