Family dinner

Vivian was surprised that Charles could stop them on their way. She did expect he was going to. They had no business together. Why does it seem like he is pissed about everything?

"What do you want, Charles?" Vivian rolled her eyes, folding her arms against her chest. She really doesn't want to talk to him but there is no much choice, is there?

Charles scoffed, "You divorced me and hooked up with my brother? How cheap you are!" It does look like he is really pissed about it.

"No, Charles. You -- divorced me!" Vivian shot back angrily. He shouldn't try to gas light her at all. "Besides, I had no idea you two are brothers. You never mentioned any of your family to me." She added, looking in between the two men.

Charles and Ralph stared at each other. It was very obvious that they didn't like each other one bit. "You both didn't look like brothers at the party earlier." Vivian frowned.

That was exactly what confused her from the beginning. They didn't bear the same surnames too. How was she supposed to figure out they were related?

"We love to be formal out there. People know we are brothers but it isn't so much of a topic." Ralph shrugged.

Vivian sighed, feeling tired of everything already. She felt like going to bed already. She doesn't have the strength to argue anymore.

"Where is my room?" Vivian asked, yawning slowly.

Ralph smiled, holding her waist towards himself. "We are sleeping in the same room, love." He said.

"What!" Vivian shrieked but Ralph beat her to it by pecking her lips to seal the shout. She was confused but later realized why she needed to act - in the end, it's just a facade.

"Oh, yes!" She nodded quickly, darting her eyes around. "Show me to our room." She added.

Ralph smiled and turned her around. Her back rested on him as he described. "Just down the lane, the third room by your left." He pointed.

Vivian nodded and left quickly. She needed to change her dress into something comfortable first before looking for what to eat. Maybe she will go back to the kitchen/dinner or check their refrigerator out for something edible.

The brothers seemed like they were waiting for Vivian to be out of sight before they began on each other’s backs. 

"What the fuck did you do, Ralph?" Charles shouted in anger.

Ralph looked unfazed, "I don't understand. Last I remember, we have our separate companies to ourselves. You took dad's while mom left hers for me. So, what is the problem?" He asked, feeling annoyed about the whole situation.

"That is not what I am talking about." Charles hissed, "I am talking about you marrying my ex - wife!" 

Ralph chuckled, "How is that a problem?" He asked.

"Dude, she is my ex - wife!" Charles remembered again, beating his palms together. 

Ralph scoffed with an uninterested look. "This is not a discussion. I'm heading off to sleep." He proceeded to leave but his brother wouldn't let him off without some kind of explanation. 

"Vivian is my ex - wife! Why would you marry my ex - wife? Especially in such a short time. Tell me brother, are you hiding something from me?" He asked.

"She is your ex - wife and I married her after. I don't see how that is a problem." Ralph said.

"There is no ring, no altar, no aisle.....you didn't fulfill mother's wish. You are only married by name. You should be ashamed of yourself." Charles declared. 

Ralph folded his fists together in anger. "You don't have the right to mention mother. You don't, at all." He warned, "Are you jealous I am with Vivian now?" He asked.

"No! Not at all. I am just trying to -- she is not a good woman." Charles stuttered, trying to convince his brother.

Ralph stepped closer to him, "There is no reason for you to look out for me. If Vivian is not a good woman, I am not a good man too. I will sort it out without letting you know."

He proceeded to leave but was stopped again. "She is a virgin. You hate virgins!" Charles called after him and truly, it made Ralph stop.

It sounded interesting to him. How is it possible that Charles never touched his Ex - wife? Was he just saying that to get him to do what he wants?

"I will fuck her with my dick till she losses that virginity." Ralph said expressionlessly. "Goodnight, brother." With that, he left.

Charles was left with his turmoil mind. He wasn't sure why he was feeling this way. Seeing Vivian with his brother struck a hard blow at him. It was at the party, he thought that was just for the outside world to see but Ralph brought her to their family dinner. It seems Vivian really married his brother for real. 

But he hated it. He hated her guts now. He hated that she was with Ralph, his younger brother. What does she see in him anyways? He tried to understand but couldn't place his hands on it and now, his brother is talking about fucking her.

They are married. How is that a problem? He didn't want Ralph to take her virginity. He thought about it and knew he had the chance to be intimate with her but didn't. 

Charles had no idea Vivian was a virgin all along. He met Franca normally and he thought Vivian was the same. It was after she left his house that he found out. 

Yet, Vivian was the one who always tried to initiate sex and he never gave heed to her. 'I should have fucked her before she left.' He thought to himself, glancing towards their room.

Hell, they will be sleeping together too. When is this going to end? Is Ralph really going to have sex with her? Truthfully, he has never seen Ralph with any woman before. What changed? What is the reason he chose Vivian instead?

"Why are you here?" Franca came.

Charles snapped back to himself. "I just had a talk with my brother." He answered. 

"Okay. Come on to the room your mom prepared." Franca smiled, leaning to him. It was the fourth room to Ralph and Vivian's room. Charles glanced at their door before he went to theirs.

Franca thought he was lying because he is so good at it but she decided to play onlooker for a while to see what was going on. She hated the fact that Vivian came to outshine her again.

Everything at the dinner was about Vivian and Ralph, her new husband. No one focused on her even when she was pregnant. Charles had his eyes on her though he made sure to hide it. 

Franca freshened up and slept on the bed, beside Charles. She began to trail her hands on his chest. Oh, how she loves this man. She grabbed his dick afterwards.

"Franca, not tonight." Charles groaned with a frown as he pushed her hands away. She repeated the action twice and he gave the same reaction.

She became angry. "Is it because of her? Is it because of Vivian?" Franca demanded angrily.