All Chapters of Obsessed With My Husband's Step-Brother: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

AdonisBreathless, she dragged her nails across my bare shoulders as her entire body quivered as she came, moans filling the large bedroom. My lips were parted as I hovered over her, half naked and ravenous. I was fucking going to have my wicked way with this beautiful dark-haired vixen all night.As soon as we got out of the club and to her hotel suite, we could not fucking keep our hands and mouths off each other. I had stripped her off the red flowy fabric hanging around her body as quickly as she had pushed my shirt off. But that was as far as we could go before impatient hunger took over and I ended up pinning her down on her bed, and fucked the living daylights out of her with pieces of her tiny outfit still on and with my pants unzipped and riding low.“Fuck, I want that again.” She breathed against my skin, her fingers tugging against the band of my pants hungrily as I ducked my head down to suck in the nipple that popped free when I yanked her bra

   Leilani Oh.My god.This was the big day, and I had currently sneaked out of the presidential suite and series of hotel rooms occupied by some of our wedding guests. The large suite had just Ashley staying in with me as my maid of honor, although it was like 4am -pretty early in the morning- I was making my way down to one of the large and glistening hotel hallways to meet up with Neil.In secret.Like an overexcited teenager in a forbidden relationship.Well, this actual situation was somewhat forbidden because I was not supposed to see nor talk to Neil before our wedding. Yeah, that bullshit about it triggering bad luck for the couple and shit. I honestly believed Mom, Ashley and the rest of my bridesmaids just wanted to torture Neil by keeping me away from him for as long as possible. Something about ‘the more a man waits, the mo

  Leilani I moved to stand in front of the massive wall sized mirror, eyes going wide when I saw my reflection staring back at me. Oh. My. Goodness. My lips parted for a moment in raw, utter awe before I dissolved into a delighted smile.I looked… beautiful. That word did not even cut it. I looked so ethereally beautiful. Out of this world. This was more than I have ever dreamed of, and I was having trouble believing what my eyes could see in the mirror right now. “Oh my god…” I breathed, blinking at my own reflection, faintly registering the fact that my bridesmaid was busy arranging my 15-foot-long royal wedding dress train around the space behind me.Thankfully, it was a presidential suite, so the rooms were large enough to accommodate my outrageously, show-stopping and impressively long wedding train without squeezing it. Ashley appeared in front of

 Leilani Ms. Freya Declan.Neil’s mother.My breath had hitched in shock, as I blinked at what I was seeing, unable to believe that Neil’s mother was right in the venue of my wedding instead of the hospital where we all thought she would be right this very moment. How was she even here? She had spotted me immediately she stepped into the grand lobby, in my very eye-catching wedding dress, and her cold blue eyes had locked with mine over my dad’s shoulder, chilling me straight to my bones.A beat of dread began to beat in my soul. Why I felt so dreadful all of a sudden, I could not pinpoint, but it vaguely had to do with her sudden presence, the coldness of her stare and the last words she had called me the last time I came face to face with her. ‘Slut’. She had strongly called me a ‘community slut’ and kept glaring at me like she knew somethin

AdonisFuck the entire wedding.I wish they could just get over with it already. This damn tie around my fucking neck felt suffocating, even when I had already yanked it down and popped three buttons of my shirt free. The entire place was dazzlingly pretty, but Freya was fucking around… that was enough to turn everything ugly. I thought that old hag was supposed to be locked up in some psychiatric hospital?Even as I hung out with the rest of the groomsmen, sipping on expensive champagne and making private jokes about the different 'costumes' some guests had on to pass as clothes, half of my attention was on Cora. Because I had no idea what Freya was here for, fucking lurking around the ballroom suspiciously. If she was here to try to hurt Cora again, I would be the first person to notice any move of hers.And the other half of my attention? On the bride. Leilani. For some reason, I was pissed off at her. For many reasons and for no reason. She looked fuck