All Chapters of Fell For My Ex's Brother In Law: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I wouldn't allow Marcus to drive me home, despite his urging. Instead, we end up in his private apartment, where he's now pouring me a very large brandy and darting concerned glances over his shoulder at me. I'm trying to keep it together, but it's almost impossible. I loved Charis like a mother for most of my childhood; she was the person I was most distraught to lose when I went to prison and was cut off from the family. Her death is not only a devastating blow to me on a personal leve

Marcus doesn't know it (well, yet), but I'll always be grateful to him for helping me find a way to attend Charis's funeral. I wouldn't have been able to find an excuse to go if we weren't dating, because I'd have no reason to push my way into the funeral of a woman I'm not supposed to know. But, of course, Marcus and the rest of the Alpha family will be there, because they're family to Charles. And since I'm dating Marcus, more or less officially, it doesn't look weird for me to accompany him for support. 

"How, exactly, are you planning to accomplish this?" Liam asks with visible amusement, leaning across Marcus's desk as he shuffles some papers away. "I mean, you just dashed all of her hopes of getting her daughter in the Luna position, and now you want to set her up with an adulterer who is happy his wife is dead?""She deserves it, if anybody does," Marcus mutters under his breath, sliding the last of his paperwork into the out box for his admin assistant to deal with later. "That woman is a complete pain in the ass, Liam." "Be that as it may, I'm still not sure how you exp

I make my coffee stronger than usual the morning after my outing with Marcus and Liam, not because I drank too much the night before, but because I waited up half the night for Marcus to call and tell me that he was safely home. I knew I'd seen that man shadowing him all day, and I'm so glad that I decided to speak up. I'd almost convinced myself that I had half-imagined it, but Marcus's call confirmed that I was right. "You might've saved my life, Evelyn," he told me seriously.

"I'm telling you, Elsa, I've had just about enough," Daisy says to her maid, who is really more like her best friend at this point. Elsa started working for Daisy when they were both only 14, and their relationship has grown into some strange but amicable melding of friendship and business. Elsa, who has finished putting away all of Daisy's dry cleaning, has joined her on the couch in Daisy's luxurious private living room. Even Charles isn't allowed in here, and thank god for that. Daisy can't stand how the man has to snoop around and stick his nose into everything.