104. The sisters

Brielle Clarke

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My sisters coming to my house was becoming a thing now. It was weird the first few times, but apparently, they had a lot of free time on their hands and my house seemed interesting.

The day that broke the ice was the day we all got drunk together and crashed in one of the spare rooms, giggling and reminiscing on the few good times we had in our childhood.

Today, we were trying out the pool together. Maxim had finally warmed up to them. He had been distracted these few weeks and I had a feeling he was scheming. He said he was going to make his father pay and everyone knew Maxim did not make empty threats. It wasn’t in his nature.

I didn’t know what he was up to and he didn’t tell me. I gave him space to do what he wanted but I let him know that I was there for him if he ever needed me.

“You look stunning in that piece, Bri.” Avery complimented me, mimicking the whistle of a sex-starved man.

I was putting on a black one-piece. It was plain but backless. It was simple