All Chapters of My brother-in-law is my mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alexis Valen and I approached the entrance of his school. I paused by his class for a quick goodbye. His assistant teacher was already there, greeting students with a warm smile, and making the place feel even more welcoming. I admired the friendly atmosphere; Valen was lucky to have this experience. It was worlds apart from the school I attended, where even the teachers didn’t want to be there.“Valen!” I called out, rushing after him as he dashed inside. “You forgot your lunchbox!” He was too excited and ready to meet his new friends. He’d already made two friends, Lily and Jennifer. When I asked why he hadn’t made any male friends yet, he simply told me the girls were cooler. That made me laugh; he had a mind of his own, my little boy.Once he was off, I headed to the front desk to complete some forms. I had already prepared them earlier, neatly stacked and ready for submission. The receptionist, dressed in a school-branded polo, handed me brochures about the school’s programs

AlexisIt was time to go, though every part of me wanted to stay. I longed to remain wrapped in Alex’s warmth but knew the risks were too high. I slowly pulled away from his arms, feeling the emptiness settle in.“I have to go,” I said to him, trying to convince myself as much as him.He looked at me with a playful pout, and his arms pulled me back in with a firm hold. His eyes, full of longing, silently begged me to stay.“I have to,” I replied, giving him a sad smile. “Byron’s council meeting will end soon, and if I’m not home by then, he’ll start suspecting something. You were strong enough to escape that explosion. I don’t think I’d get as lucky.”He sighed, reluctant to let me leave. We walked down the stairs together, his hand never leaving mine, as if letting go meant losing something precious. He held the door for me at my car, closing it gently once I was inside. “Promise me you’ll come tomorrow,” he said, his eyes holding a silent vow. I nodded, and he kissed me before I st

AlexI strode through the main lobby of Glow Baby, nodding briskly at the staff members positioned near the entrance.The lobby buzzed with activity despite the early hour. Bartenders were already prepping drinks, ready for any bum looking to start their day with a drink. I noticed a few people lounging in the dimly lit seating area, probably regulars or clubgoers who hadn’t gone home yet. They looked rough, sprawled on the plush seats, either too drunk or too tired to care.As I walked through the main area, the last beats of the music faded, marking the end of another long night. The club might have shut down, but my work was just beginning. Today would be another round of paperwork—audits to review, checks to sign, and stacks of documents to get through. It was a grind, but it kept my mind sharp and distracted while I finally laid out my plans to ruin my brother.Settling into my office, I positioned myself behind my executive desk, the clean lines of the polished wood calming st

Byron paced around his office as he waited for the doctor who was flying in from the North Coast. He had spent millions trying to get rid of this weakness, but it felt like throwing money into a pit. The memory of that attack burned him with rage, knowing he had been left permanently damaged. And now, no matter how many specialists he saw, he feared the truth: he might be impotent for life. His once-spongy, elastic tissue—the very core of his manhood—had suffered so much scarring it had turned useless. The destruction left it unable to fill with blood, leaving him unable to feel anything close to what he once had.It was crazy how he'd morphed from a sex-god to a vegetable who couldn't boast of ejaculating.His frustration went beyond the physical, cutting deep into his pride. The only way he could feel anything was through the twisted games he played with that freak, Kiara.He'd always known she was a sex addict and was willing to let her cheat, as long as she licked his ears, toe

McKenzie’s anger bubbled over as she slammed the kitchen cabinet. She despised doing all the household chores, but her mom dumped everything on her. They couldn’t afford a housekeeper, and no one else ever lifted a finger. It was all on her, and the endless list of tasks left her exhausted.The kitchen island was covered with chopping boards, containers stacked high for meal prep, and a mess of vegetables waiting to be dealt with. Piles of chopped carrots, bell peppers, and onions sat at one end, neatly arranged, while she moved her knife rapidly through another batch. The rice cooker hissed with steam as pasta boiled nearby. She was worn out and desperate to get everything done quickly. Her apron was tied in a sloppy knot, her hair messily pushed back with stray strands sticking to her forehead. Since Alexis left and married Byron, McKenzie had been left to handle every chore on her own. It wasn’t anything new, but this time, the weight of heartbreak added to her exhaustion.If she