Entangled With My Brother-in-law
"Oh God!" I moaned softly, the heat of Noah's breath hitting my neck as he
buried his face in it. His large arms wrapped tightly around me like he was telling me I was his forever.
My arms also found their way around his neck, my hand grabbing his soft blonde hair as his piercing gaze met mine.
His lips moved from my neck back to my lips where it was before. His tongue conquered mine while I squirmed inside and moaned in his mouth. I could feel his hot bulge pressing against my stomach.
"we shouldn't be doing this Noah" I said breaking the kiss.
"Why? Cause you're my brother's wife?" he questioned me, the corner of his soft full lips curling with a smirk.
He didn't wait for a reply before going back in for a kiss. This man I was making
out with on the kitchen counter was my
husband's brother.
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Nana thought she had it all a high-powered career, a stable marriage to her husband Simon, and a future carefully mapped out by their influential families. But behind closed doors, her perfect life unravels as Simon’s cold indifference leaves her lonely and questioning everything. When Noah, Simon’s charismatic younger half-brother, returns from overseas, he’s no longer the boy she remembers. Now, he’s all grown up and offering the understanding and attraction she’s been starved of.
As Simon’s betrayals cut deeper, Noah becomes her unexpected confidant, comforting her in ways she never imagined. Yet, beneath his caring facade, Noah has his own agenda, subtly steering Nana’s broken heart closer to his own. Torn between duty and desire, Nana finds herself trapped between two brothers: one who’s betrayed her and one who promises the passion she craves.
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Chapter: 40NOAH From where I stood, I could see everything. Nana beside him. Her posture too straight. Her eyes too shiny. Simon had his arm wrapped around her waist like he was anchoring her there. Like he knew I was watching. His other hand waved cheerfully at the parents gathered by the door, his mouth curved into that responsible-boy smile everyone loved so much. Then he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. I couldn’t hear what he said. But I didn’t need to. I saw her flinch. And then—he glanced over his shoulder. Right at me. Smirked. Cocky. Fucking triumphant. Because he knew I knew. He’d touched her. Marked her. Probably still dripping inside her while she stood there, pretending like she wasn’t crumbling. I clenched my jaw so hard I felt it crack. My hands fisted at my sides. But I didn’t move. Because I wasn’t going to lose my shit here—not in front of them. Not in front of the fucking family. No. I’d wait. Because I had something Simon didn’t know I kne
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Chapter: 39 I stood, offered my hand, and she took it like she always did. The study was quiet when we entered, dim with just the hallway glow spilling in. I didn’t close the door all the way. On purpose. Let him listen. Let him watch. Let him hear what it sounds like when someone fucks what he can’t have. I spun her gently, pressed her against a desk, and let my hands roam up the back of her thighs, bunching the fabric until I found her bare skin. Still warm. Still wet. Still mine. Her breath hitched. “Simon—” “I don’t want to talk,” I said, voice low, fingers already slipping between her legs. “I want to remind you.” She whimpered. I didn’t take my time. I undid my pants with one hand, shoved them down enough to free my cock, and thrust into her with a force that made her cry out. My hand clamped over her mouth. My other gripped her hip. Her walls welcomed me like they always did—tight, wet, addicted. “You’re not allowed to let anyone touch you,” I growled into her ear. “Do y
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Chapter: 38SIMON – POV She twitched the moment my lips brushed her cheek. Soft. Gentle. The kind of kiss that husbands give their wives after long, peaceful nights. The kind of kiss that says I missed you—when really, I’d spent the night buried in someone else after leaving her aching for more that night. The next morning I had come back, ready to dangle what she craved in front of her. Love. Affection. To be fucked like the little sinner I wanted her to be. She blinked up at me, eyes unfocused, lips slightly parted. Guilt clung to her like perfume. I could smell it the moment she opened her mouth. “When did you get back?” she whispered. I smiled. Tilted my head just enough to look sincere. “Late. Didn’t want to wake you.” Lie. I’d stood in the doorway for several minutes watching her sleep. Not like a husband. Not like a lover. Like a man appraising a painting he already planned to rip in half. She looked softer that morning. Raw. Unstable. Her blouse had slipped off one should
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Chapter: 37I swallowed hard. “You know what I think?” he whispered, leaning in. “I think you’ve been aching since that night I left you on edge. I think you’re still waiting for me to finish what I started.” My knees buckled. He caught me by the waist, dragging me close against him. I could feel him already—hard. He was always quick to anger. And now I could see it all over his face. Not rage exactly… but something close. Possessive. Dangerous. “You don’t even try to hide it,” he muttered, lips ghosting over my jaw. “You’re still waiting for me, aren’t you?” Before I could speak—before I could lie—his hands fisted in the hem of my dress and yanked it up. I gasped as air hit my thighs. Then my panties were gone. Just—gone. Stripped down in one rough tug, hanging from his fingers like a trophy before he dropped them at our feet. “Fuck,” he hissed, dipping his hand between my thighs. “You’re soaked.” “Wait—” My breath hitched—his fingers slid through the mess between my legs, slow and
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Chapter: 36I froze. And then— “Didn’t know you were the snooping type,” a voice drawled low and amused behind me. I turned. Noah stood there, phone in one hand, brows raised. His eyes dragged over me like I was something sinful on display. “I wasn’t snooping,” I said too quickly. “You sure?” He stepped inside and shut the door behind him with a click that sounded final. “Because this doesn’t look like a bathroom.” His voice was honey and heat, and my heart slammed into my chest. “I just—wanted air. I wasn’t thinking.” “No,” he murmured, walking toward me slowly. “You were thinking. You just didn’t want to admit what you were thinking about.” I backed up slightly, only to feel the desk behind me. His eyes glittered. “You like walking into dangerous places, don’t you?” “Noah…” My voice was barely a whisper. He stopped a breath away, hand bracing on the desk beside my hip, boxing me in. “Tell me you didn’t walk in here because you were wondering if I was thinking about that
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Chapter: 35NANA The moment I spotted them—my parents—standing just past the arrival gates, a lump formed in my throat. My mother was waving eagerly, her other hand clutching the strap of her designer handbag. Beside her, my father stood tall and composed as always, dressed impeccably in a cream blazer and navy trousers, his salt-and-pepper hair neatly slicked back. The slight upward curve of his lips was subtle, but I caught it. “Mom!” I broke into a jog, slipping past a family and nearly tripping over a suitcase in my rush. Her arms wrapped around me before I could even breathe, and suddenly I was a little girl again—safe, grounded. She smelled like soft florals and warmth, and I didn’t realize how much I missed that scent until now. “My baby,” she whispered, kissing the side of my face several times. “You’ve lost weight—are you eating well?” I smiled through the lump in my throat. “Yes, Mom. I’m fine.” Simon approached us, giving my father a firm handshake before bowing slightly,
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100 Days With Mr. Sebastian
Steffany, struggling after losing her job, unexpectedly agrees to a six-month contract marriage with Sebastian, a wealthy man desperate to avoid a forced marriage to another woman. Their first meeting is a disaster, but when they discover they’re both seeking the same arrangement, Steffany reluctantly accepts.
As she steps into the role of his wife, tensions rise when Sebastian’s manipulative sister, Andrea, makes it clear she despises Steffany. Just as things seem to settle, Steffany finds herself pregnant after a wild night with Sebastian. But when Sebastian is injured in an accident, a web of lies begins to unravel. His sister casts doubt on the paternity of the child, and a mysterious figure, Andrew, returns with dangerous secrets from Steffany’s past.
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Chapter: Chapter 20The moment I open the door, my world shatters. Two of Don Mario’s men stand there, as they always do, but their presence tonight feels heavier, darker. My heart plummets like a stone. "Well, don’t you look fancy," the bald one sneers, his oily grin spreading across his face. The dim light above reflects off his head, making him look more sinister. He turns to his partner, seeking approval for his vile comment, and chuckles as he glances back at me, licking his lower lip. His partner’s gray eyes sweep over me, slow and deliberate, like he’s taking inventory of every inch of my body. "I’d like to have a taste," he says, his voice low and mocking, sending a wave of cold dread rushing through me. My breath catches. My body stiffens, but I force myself to speak. "W-why are you here?" I stammer, though I already know the answer. My payment is due, and I don’t have it. The bald one tilts his head, his expression hardening. "Why are we here?" His voice drips with icy sarcasm. "Why d
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Chapter: Chapter 19Stephany>>> I don't get him. I really don't. Sebastian Sanders, the smug nepo baby who stained my dress with coffee and couldn’t bother to apologize, now looks... a little less than the irredeemable asshole I pegged him as. Even though I try to steer my attention elsewhere, my gaze betrays me. It’s like gravity, pulling me back to him again and again. The way his eyes stay fixed on the road, dark and intense, flickering with something I can’t define—it makes my stomach flutter against my will. The glow of the city lights spills through the windows, illuminating the sharp angles of his jaw, the curve of his lips, the faint shadow of stubble that dusts his skin. And then there are his hands. His veined, impossibly large hands grip the steering wheel with the kind of command that sends an electric current rippling through me. Every motion is deliberate, controlled, powerful. When his other hand moves, fingers slowly tugging at his tie, loosening it just enough to reveal the b
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Chapter: Chapter 18Sebastian's POV Stephany's eyes flicker nervously as I asked her what my brother said. "It's nothing I can't handle." she mutters, brushing the question off. I don't believe it but it's clear she doesn't want to talk about it. I drop my question in an attempt to ease her discomfort. I know the whole night has been nothing but suffocating for her and I wasn't going to add to it. Though the dinner is over, it's just the beginning and I am not going to back down. Apart from my mom, everyone else is still skeptical about my union with Stephany which means I need to convince them harder and I was just going to do that. My gaze hovers over Stephany who still looks uncomfortable and an idea sweeps my mind. Without a second thought, I sweep her off her feet resulting in an audible gasp from her. She looks at me with the most "
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Chapter: Chapter 17The tension at the table is palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. I glance at Sebastian, his face a perfect mask of calm, though his clenched jaw betrays the effort it’s taking to hold his composure. Andrew, on the other hand, radiates a smug confidence, his fingers drumming lazily against the polished table as if he’s savoring the discomfort in the room. His gaze flickers to me, then back to Sebastian, and I realize this dinner isn’t just about me being introduced to the family—it’s some sort of game between them. Sebastian’s mother, oblivious or perhaps willfully ignoring the tension, claps her hands lightly to grab everyone’s attention. "Well! Now that we’re all here, let’s begin," she says brightly. Servants begin to bring out plates, their movements seamless and precise, but I can barely focus on the food. “So, Stephany,” Andrew starts, his voice slicing through the murmurs of small talk. “How did you and my dear brother meet?” My chest tightens as all eyes swing tow
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Chapter: Chapter Sixteen We arrive at a sprawling mansion nestled within an estate that feels worlds away from the bustling city of Las Vegas. The air itself carries a weight of luxury, the kind that wraps around you, almost suffocating in its opulence. I let out a shaky breath, silently reciting the details of the fabricated story Sebastian and I had rehearsed—the perfect lies of how we met, our supposed whirlwind romance, and the little personal touches he’d told me to memorize. The massive oak door emerges before me, a barrier between my world and the one I’m about to step into. Sebastian’s hand slips into mine, our fingers interlocking in an unexpectedly intimate gesture. The warmth of his touch sends a jolt through me, my pulse quickening in response. “Phew… okay, I can do this,” I mutter under my breath. Sebastian’s sharp gaze flicks toward me, and the faintest smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Relax. It’s going to be fine,” he says, his tone smooth and reassuring, though it does little
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Chapter: Chapter Fifteen “I…” I start, hesitating as the weight of my next words presses down on me. “I have a sister, Elise. She’s in college… it’s just the two of us now.” My voice falters, my gaze darting nervously between Sebastian’s piercing stare and the silence growing heavier around us. His expression doesn’t shift, his presence as unwavering as stone. “What about your parents?” he asks, his voice calm yet probing, as though he already suspects the answer. “No,” I blurt out, sharper than intended. “You can’t meet them.” His eyes narrow slightly. “Why not?” “They’re dead,” I whisper, the words slicing through me like glass. Each syllable is bitter and raw, leaving a sharp sting in their wake. For a moment, something flickers in his dark eyes. Guilt? Pity? Whatever it is, it’s gone as quickly as it appeared, leaving only a faint shadow of humanity in his otherwise impenetrable gaze. “I’m sorry,” he says softly, his voice holding a sincerity that catches me off guard. It’s unsettling—
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