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My Best Friend's Brother Mood Swings
~Aaron~I arrived home at exactly 10 p.m. to see Joan curled up on the sofa. My steps slowed as I approached her. Her hair had fallen over her face, hiding it from view. She was asleep—I could tell from her slow, steady breathing and the quiet stillness around her. A small smile crept onto my face. She’d probably fallen asleep waiting for me. My stubborn girl. I dropped my briefcase on the floor before crouching in front of the couch. Gently, I brushed her hair away, revealing her peaceful face. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her long lashes cast delicate shadows on her cheeks. She was beautiful. So goddamn beautiful that I had to look at her twice, still wondering how this amazing woman had fallen in love with me. I ran my hand down her arm, and she mumbled something, curling further into herself. She had put on a little weight lately, and while I loved that for her, something felt off. Something was going on. And aside from the secret I was keeping from her, we told each o
Last Updated : 2025-02-18My Best Friend's Brother A Baby?
~Joan~I stared at the piece of paper in my hands, my eyes fixed on just two words. Pregnancy: Positive Doctor Jax cleared his throat, and I looked up at him. He gave a small, warm smile. "You're in your first trimester, so your body will start changing," he said gently. I leaned forward, my mind racing. This wasn't real, right? I let out a small, awkward laugh. "I don’t think this result is mine. I mean, I feel fine. No dizziness, no nausea, nothing," I muttered. He nodded, unfazed. "Symptoms are different for every woman. You might not be throwing up or feeling dizzy, but you’ll notice other changes—mood swings, weight gain, and certain parts of your body getting fuller." I pressed my lips together, unable to respond. "We’ll need to register you for the antenatal program. You’ll come in twice a week—Wednesdays and Fridays—until you're due," he continued. I stared at my hands. Oh God, I was going to be a mother. It didn’t feel real. I had no idea how to react. Happy?
Last Updated : 2025-02-19My Best Friend's Brother Happy Birthday
~Aaron~Joan was acting weird. These past few days, her entire attitude had shifted, and trying to understand her was becoming impossible. Worse still, she wouldn’t even tell me what was going on. I hadn’t pushed further because, well, she was the type to recoil into herself when pressed. So, I waited, hoping she’d come to me in her own time. And, well, that wasn’t happening either. I’d stayed up the whole night—not because I couldn’t sleep, but because I was anxious. It was Joan’s birthday today, and while I’d planned an entire party for her, that wasn’t the only thing on my mind. I was going to ask her to be my wife. Now, I wasn’t so sure she’d say yes because, fuck, I barely understood her anymore. I glanced at my side, where she lay curled up... on her own. We always cuddled in bed—something I once hated but learned to love because Joan was involved. But last night, she asked me for space, said she wasn’t comfortable with me breathing down her neck. I let her have her way, but
Last Updated : 2025-02-20My Best Friend's Brother New Beginning
~Joan~By the time we got to the apartment, it was already late, and Aaron and I had, well... thoroughly exhausted ourselves in the car. That was another wish ticked off my bucket list—getting fucked in the backseat. I wouldn’t deny it—it was hot. Just thinking about it sent a rush of warmth between my legs. I had never asked for a better birthday. "Why is it so dark?" I asked Aaron as we stepped out of the car. From the windows, I could tell the lights were out inside, though I was sure they had been on when we left. I hesitated mid-step. Aaron glanced down at me, and I swallowed hard. "Did someone break in?" I whispered, hating how quickly those ugly memories resurfaced. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder, drawing me closer. "No one broke in, and no one can," he muttered before pressing a kiss to the side of my head. I leaned into him. He smelled like me and that earthy musk of sex—a surprisingly intoxicating mix. "I'm moving out soon," Aaron said, and I tilted my head
Last Updated : 2025-02-21My Best Friend's Brother Clause
♤Aaron♤ "You'd go slow, yeah?" I asked, my voice low. She nodded, biting her bottom lip, her green eyes flickering with anticipation. I leaned in and kissed her, my hands sliding over her waist as I pulled her onto my lap. She straddled me instantly, her body pressing against mine. Her breasts bounced with the movement, and a soft gasp left her lips as she rubbed herself against my growing arousal. I groaned, dropping my head to capture a nipple between my lips, rolling my tongue over the sensitive peak while my hand kneaded her other breast. I had read somewhere that nipple stimulation helped pregnant women reach pleasure faster. With Joan, it proved true every time. She was more sensitive now, her body responding instantly to my touch. And I loved it. I loved how she changed each day, how her curves became fuller, her hips softer, her ass more tempting. Slowly, she sank onto my length, and we both let out a moan of pure ecstasy. She rocked her hips, and I matched her moveme
Last Updated : 2025-02-22My Best Friend's Brother Epilogue
~Joan~ "When are you leaving?" I asked as I moved around our bedroom, pretending to busy myself. Aaron sat on the bed, adjusting his sleeves, humming softly. I glanced over my shoulder, watching him. "In two hours," he muttered, before meeting my gaze. "I need to stop by the company before heading to Seattle." I looked away, rummaging through the closet for... nothing. Just something to keep my hands occupied, to stop him from noticing how much I hated that he was leaving. Two days might not seem like much, but it felt long enough. "I thought you had more time," I murmured, my voice quieter than I intended. Silence followed. My fingers brushed against the shoes on the rack, neatly lined up in their places. He could’ve at least said something. Pressing my lips together, I turned around, only to find him standing behind me, arms crossed, head tilted slightly as he studied me. He raised a brow before leaning in. "You were saying something," he said, his voice lower now. I sh
Last Updated : 2025-02-24My Best Friend's Brother Kidnapped
♧Joan♧ "Can he not go with me, please? It’d make me feel… well, uncomfortable," I said, pressing my lips together. Aaron glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to his laptop, fingers tapping away. I crossed my arms in front of my chest. Oh, so now he was playing the silent role, wasn’t he? "Aaron." I called his name, and he sighed, finally lifting his eyes to meet mine. "I thought we already talked about this?" He turned his seat around to face me fully. "It’s not safe for you or the baby to be out alone without a bodyguard." "It’s just dinner with my colleagues," I pressed on. "It’ll be awkward having a bodyguard hovering around like a shadow," I added, watching as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Babe…" "Just this once. I’ll be good, I promise," I muttered, my voice softer now. He stared at me for a long second before exhaling a slow sigh. I took it as a yes. A grin broke out on my face, and I quickly closed the distance between us, pressing a soft kiss
Last Updated : 2025-03-07My Best Friend's Brother She's Gone
♤Aaron♤ "Joan? Joan!" I was already out the door when the call disconnected. Her scream had been sharp, cutting through the air, and suddenly, everything wasn’t fuzzy. It was terrifyingly clear. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!! I never should have agreed when she insisted on going without a bodyguard. If he had been there, he could have protected her. He could have bought them time. Time for her to escape. The one time I relented, and now... A chill ran down my spine at the thought of Joan lying somewhere lifeless. Green eyes closed forever. Mother gone. Baby gone. Shoving the thought away, I scrolled through my contact list. This wasn’t a one-man job. I needed everyone on board—immediately. "Send out the emergency signals. I need everyone close by. New York, precisely," I said curtly, already heading to my car. As soon as the call ended, I started the ignition and sped out of the compound, dialing Denzel. He picked up on the second ring. "Hey. Guess who’s—" "Track Joan’s phone. Now. Where
Last Updated : 2025-03-10
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My Best Friend's Brother Whatever We Make
♡Joan♡ Note: If you like reading with music, try Meryl Streep’s "The Winner Takes It All." It’s even better with headphones. Enjoy! 😊🤭 We left for Spain—not to visit Luna, but for a change of scenery. After a month of therapy, we were in a much better place. Healing wasn’t instant, but we were making progress. I stepped into the living room, taking in my surroundings while Aaron pulled our bags in behind me. It looked both familiar and strange at the same time, like a place I knew but hadn't seen in years. A small smile tugged at my lips. To think this was where it all began—months ago, maybe even a year. I walked over to the window where we’d first made love, my fingers brushing the glass. My scratches were still there. That surprised me. I half-expected Aaron to have changed the window, given his obsession with order. The fact that he hadn’t? Well, that made my heart do a little flip. "Got any memories there?" His deep voice came from behind me. I glanced at him over my
My Best Friend's Brother Author's note
Hiii🤭 Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Well, there's just a chapter left in the bonus chapters. So I'd really like to know what y'all would want to see in there 🙂. P.S: Seeing Joan and Aaron get married and have their baby would happen in the second book. Do drop your thoughts and I'd work on giving everyone the happy ending they want😊
My Best Friend's Brother Therapy
♤Aaron♤The doctor discharged us a couple of days later and suggested we go to therapy—to help us cope with losing the baby.He had no idea how much Joan needed it. She’d seen someone die right in front of her, been caught in a shooting spree, lost our child, and seen me covered in blood. Even though she wasn’t saying much, I knew it had left scars on her.I promised myself I’d go with her to every session.That’s why I was opening the car door for her, helping her in before getting into the driver’s seat and pulling out of our compound. It was our first meeting with the therapist. She stayed quiet, staring out of the window like she wasn’t really seeing anything. It had been happening a lot.A tight feeling grew in my chest, and my grip on the steering wheel hardened."Hey. You good?" I asked.She turned to me, her eyes dull, missing the usual spark.She pressed her lips together and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," she muttered, looking away.My jaw tensed.The rest of the ride passed in
My Best Friend's Brother Two Babies?
♡Joan♡ I had no idea how much time had passed, but when I opened my eyes, someone was sitting next to me. Shoulders hunched, head bowed, my hand in his—and he was bloody. Damn bloody, all over. I swallowed hard, my throat dry and parched. “Aaron,” I whispered, and his eyes snapped up to meet mine almost immediately. They were bloodshot. I didn’t need anyone to tell me why. My own eyes itched and burned as I pressed my lips together to hide the tremble. “We lost the baby, didn’t we?” I asked quietly, as a tear slipped from the corner of my eye. I stared up at the ceiling. “It’s my fault. It’s all my fault. If I’d maybe listened to you and—” “It’s not your fault,” he cut in. His voice sounded cold, detached—very unlike Aaron. In the four years I’ve known him, he’s never sounded this... broken. I don’t know. I glanced at him. His jaw was clenched tight. My eyes traveled down his body where he sat. His shirt was soaked in blood. How badly had they hurt him? Why wasn’t he being
My Best Friend's Brother It's Gone
♡Joan♡ He got me to the car, opened the door, and helped me in. His shirt was stained, and since it was a lighter grey color, the blood was obvious. Ironic, that we were both bleeding, both capable to take lives. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his palm resting against my cheek as he locked eyes with me. “You’ll be fine. The baby will be fine too,” he said softly, and a tear slipped from my eye. Another followed, until I was crying again. I didn’t want to lose our baby. What kind of mother does that make me, if I can’t even protect my child? “What if—” “Shush,” Aaron interrupted, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. “I’m going back in there to finish this, okay? If I’m not out in five minutes, press this button.” He pointed to a button just beneath the steering wheel. “The car will automatically drive you wherever you need to go once you input your location in the GPS,” he added, but I shook my head. He looked away, quickly typed an address into the GPS, then tu
My Best Friend's Brother Almost Out
♤Aaron♤ A gunshot cracked through the air. Missed. I spun around, heart pounding—where the hell did that come from? My eyes snapped back to Joan. She closed her eyes, and I lost it. I pressed the trigger, hitting the leg of the bastard holding her. His groan echoed as he collapsed to one knee. His crew flinched, but my men stepped forward, guns raised and ready. One wrong move, and they’d all be dead. Hell, they’re dead already for even laying a hand on her. And if anything happened to her or our baby… God help them. I shoved my gun into the back of my jeans and crossed the distance in seconds, catching her in my arms before the man could drop her like garbage. She felt a little heavy, too still. My chest tightened. I hated this feeling. The last time I felt this helpless was when she slipped into that coma. And now? If she slipped away from me… if I lost her or the baby… I wouldn’t survive it. Killing these bastards wouldn’t be enough. I’d want them to drown in their own bl
My Best Friend's Brother The Baby
♡Joan♡ He starved me—true to his words. I didn’t know how long I’d been here, tied and aching. It must be the early hours of the morning by now. Aaron had to know I was missing. He’d be searching, but how would he ever find me? I didn’t even know where I was. My wrists burned from the rope chafing my skin, my head throbbed, and my eyes felt too heavy to keep open. God, I wanted to sleep. I longed to be safe in Aaron’s arms, but closing my eyes here felt like asking for death. The room was quiet, for now. But if I dared to fall asleep, who knew what could happen? I shifted slightly and glanced at the man hanging upside down across from me. There was barely any life left in him. How long had he been like this, tortured and tied up? I didn’t care—but part of me was curious. After all, this was the first time I’d met my father. “How long have you been here?” I asked, my voice quiet. He didn’t answer. For a moment, I thought he was already dead. My stomach twisted at the thought of
My Best Friend's Brother Location
♤Aaron♤ "What's the plan?" Denzel asked, rubbing his chin. I paced the small room, scanning the men inside. Not just any men—these were hulking, sharp-minded, and intimidating figures. Their expressions alone could send shivers down anyone’s spine, enough to make a grown man hesitate and women step back in fear. And that's why they were my best and top. "Any update, Jason?" I turned to the man seated at the far end. He was calm, his fingers gliding across his laptop’s keyboard as he scanned through data. He barely lifted his eyes before responding. "I hacked into every CCTV camera in town, but it’ll take a while to sift through the footage and pinpoint her exact location," he said. I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. Time was the one thing I didn’t have. The longer this dragged on, the worse it could get for her. "Start with the cameras near her last known location," Denzel suggested, his voice steady but urgent. Jason pursed his lips, humming under his brea
My Best Friend's Brother Sparrow
♡Joan♡My head throbbed, my skull ached, and it felt like it would burst open if I moved.My eyelids were heavy, but I forced them open. Darkness greeted me first, making me doubt whether I had really opened my eyes.Had I gone blind overnight? Where was Aaron? Why was the whole house in darkness?I tried to call for him, but something was blocking my mouth. A gag. My eyes widened as memories slowly crept back, piece by piece.I was in danger. My baby was in danger. We had been taken.I wriggled my wrists, feeling sharp pain where the restraints cut into my skin. My hands were tied behind my back. That explained the ache.I jerked against the chair, trying to break free. My heart pounded wildly, each beat louder than the last. The more I struggled, the deeper the restraints bit into my skin.That would leave bruises."Don't. It'll only hurt you more," a man's voice broke through the darkness, and I froze. My breath hitched. Someone was here.In books and movies, captors usually walked
