Semua Bab Claimed by My Sister's Fiancé : Bab 31 - Bab 40

“I’m glad I’m finally spending time with my girls,” Mom said, a pleased smile resting on her lips as she stirred the mint leaves in her mojito. “Me too,” I replied, sipping my strawberry daiquiri. The cold sweetness melted across my tongue while the tiny slice of lime on the rim brushed my fingers. “We should take a selfie,” Vanessa gasped dramatically, already pulling out her phone and opening the camera app. Mom laughed softly. “You and these selfies.” “They’re memories,” Vanessa defended, scooting her chair closer to us. “Now come on. Everybody look cute.” “I always look cute,” I muttered, making Vanessa snort. She raised the phone higher, angling it perfectly while the sunlight poured over the table, making everything glow golden. Mom leaned closer beside me, the scent of her floral perfume mixing with the citrus smell from our drinks. “Okay, ready?” Vanessa asked. “Ready,” Mom answered immediately. Vanessa grinned at the camera. “At the count of three, you say

"I heard what happened. How is she?" Maurice asked, concern evident in his voice.My eyes drifted past him to where he had just come from, searching."He left for the hospital an hour ago," he said, reading my thoughts instantly.I looked back at him. "I wasn't—""I know," he cut in with a small smile and a slight shake of his head. "You know I know about the two of you. You don't have to pretend."The teasing look on his face faded into concern. "So… how's your mom?""The doctors said she's going to be fine," I repeated, more to reassure myself than him."Thank God."I nodded faintly. "Yeah… I have to go," I said before walking inside, not giving him the chance to respond.The moment I stepped into the living room, my eyes searched for Dad's guest.They landed on a fine gentleman seated on the couch.He wore a tailored black suit, and strands of dark hair fell neatly to the side as he stared down at his phone. Hearing my footsteps, he lifted his head and adjusted his glasses with a f

"Darnell…""Yes.""I'm scared," Vanessa whispered, her head resting on my shoulder."Should I take you home?""I don't want to go home," she said, shaking her head against my shoulder."You need to rest," I insisted, staring at the IV attached to her mother's pale arm.I wasn't fond of Maya. I knew she disliked me despite her pretense otherwise. But seeing her beneath an oxygen mask, watching Vanessa frightened, I understood that fear, though I'd experienced it under very different circumstances."I'm scared that if I close my eyes…" Vanessa trailed off, unable to finish."Let me take you home. You need to eat and rest. We'll come back after."She went quiet, contemplating the decision.I'd had several drinks in the morning, a necessity after last night, when I'd vomited everything in my stomach. I'd come dangerously close to not waking up at all. Somehow, I still had."Okay," she agreed, lifting her head from my shoulder.She moved to her mother's bedside and leaned down. "I'll be ri

The moment I stepped out of the house I felt the cold breeze hit the skin under my skirt and I rubbed my thighs together. I'd already pleased myself again after Darnell left but my clit was still throbbing for more.I spotted Harrison standing in front of his car, eyes on his phone. I'd agreed to the ride and I couldn't turn it down now without explaining myself.I walked closer and he saw me coming and slipped the phone back into his pocket."You're still here," I said, stopping in front of him, arms folded.Harrison pushed himself off the car. "Where else would I rather be, my lady."I almost rolled my eyes at that."Harrison, I don't know what your game is or whatever you have going on with my father, but let me make this clear right now." I held his gaze. "I'm not interested in you and you shouldn't be interested in me either."He took his glasses off and produced a lens cloth from his pocket, giving the glasses his full attention like I hadn't just said any of that."Why shouldn'

"Darnell, this is Melanie. She's the wedding planner and the best at her job," Maya introduced me to a tall European Black woman in a fitted white dress."It's nice to meet you, Mr. Donovan," Melanie greeted with a warm smile, hands holding a jotter."Likewise," I responded.She sat on the couch opposite us and opened her book. I stuffed the yawn trying to escape me and pulled out my phone."Let's start with the venue. Do you have anywhere in mind?"Vanessa reached over and took my free hand on the couch. "We were thinking of having the wedding here. On the island."My finger paused on the screen and I turned to her. She was smiling at me like this had already been decided.I don't remember deciding that. The only reason I was sitting in this room while they discussed a wedding I also hadn't approved moving forward was Maurice. He'd persuaded me to show up and I was already regretting it. Deeply."Wonderful," Melanie said, scribbling enthusiastically. "And do we have a date range in