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My brother Jake stands at the entrance of the gazebo, his gaze filled with judgment fixed upon us. I am speechless, feeling as though I have been caught in the act, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I avert my eyes to the ground, attempting to compose myself. As I draw in a deep breath to respond to my brother, Noah steps in and speaks on my behalf.
"Hi, I'm Noah Nelson. It's a pleasure to meet you," Noah introduces himself, offering a handshake as I observe my brother's suspicious expression. With a forced smile, I begin to explain, "He is—" but Jake interjects, cutting me off with a curt, "I know who he is. Let's head back to the party." He then casually places his hand in his pocket, waiting for me to accompany him.
I quickly follow Jake, casting a glance
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RayaAs I sit at the dinner table with my father and my brothers, a heavy sense of apprehension settles over me. The tension in the room surrounds us, the unspoken expectation of discussing my marriage to Sean hanging like a dark cloud over our meal. My dad clears his throat, his gaze stern as he addresses me. "Raya, it is time for you to fulfill your duty to the family and marry Sean."I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I cannot marry Sean. I do not love him," I respond, my voice steady despite the tremor in my heart. Jake's eyes narrow, his voice laced with authority. "Raya, this is not up for debate. You will marry Sean, and that is final. We must uphold our family's honor."My hands clench under the table, a surge of defiance rising within me. "I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the sake of tradition. I will not marry a man I do not love," I declare, my voice firm with conviction. Phil interjects, his tone
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CarlosI am seated in a bar next to my nephew, not Jake, but Phil, the one with the gentlest heart. I order two margaritas for us, and as we engage in conversation, he inquires, "What's the reason for calling me here, Uncle?" With confidence, I respond, "I want you to know that I deeply care for this family. While I am eager to stand by all of you during this challenging period, I understand that none of you may wish to see me at the mansion, and I respect that."I let out a deep sigh before speaking, "I need your assistance with the plan I am devising." Phil furrows his brow in confusion, questioning, "What plan? What exactly are you intending to do? Are you going to go against your own family?" I roll my eyes at his reaction, trying to comprehend his mindset, and proceed to clarify my intentions, stating, "No, I don't plan to
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CarlosI am fucking aware that she is having lunch with this mother fucker in a restaurant and yes I came here to ruin this lunch for her. And how can she expect to have a peaceful moment with her fiance when I keep on pestering her head for twenty-four fucking hours? I am the only one she must think of and I am the only one whose name must be on her tongue when she is close to her her orgasm.It's been quite a while since I fucked her and I miss touching her. Her scent and her moans, her shallow breaths, and everything else. She is so fucking mine and I will claim it no matter what I have to do for her. For now, I am sitting in a restaurant where she is having lunch with Sean fuckling Myers. I brought a date with me, after all coming here all alone would be awkward for me.
