All Chapters of Crossing Lines With His Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Heather Jenner glanced at the ovulation test strip in her hand. The result was clear—a bold red line. Today was the day. Her body was about to release a mature egg. It would be her best chance to conceive. Without hesitation, she tossed the strip aside and stepped out of the bathroom. In the expansive, minimalist living room, a man lay sprawled across the sofa, drunk. His white dress shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the smooth, pale skin beneath. The gentle rise and fall of his throat with each breath was tantalizing. Heather straddled his waist, her lips brushing against his Adam's apple as her fingers worked to undo his belt. Just as her hand slid lower, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist.Jason Vander's eyes snapped open. Without a shred of mercy, he shoved her off. "Don't be shameless, Heather. You just got engaged to my brother." Her face, a perfect blend of innocence and desire, was marred by the tears hanging at the corners of her eyes, giving her a fra

Heather's soft, warm hand sent a shiver down Jason's spine, causing his breathing to grow heavy. Outside, Brett caught the subtle flush in his brother's face, noticing the telltale signs of desire. He couldn't help but tease, "Don't forget you're still on the university grounds, keep it in check." Then, with a mocking grin, he added, "Didn't expect this from you, Jason. Always playing the gentleman, and here you are sneaking around behind your girlfriend's back in broad daylight." But Jason remained calm as he held Heather in his arms. His expression steady, he countered, "Brett, what makes you so sure she isn't my girlfriend?" Brett paused, caught off guard by the question. Before he could respond, Jason rolled the window up completely, shutting him out. At that moment, the woman in Jason's lap tried to lift her head. Without missing a beat, Jason sharply smacked her on the hip, keeping her in place.A muffled sound escaped her lips, and Brett suddenly felt a flicker of fam

Jason struggled to free himself from Heather's tight grip, but she clung to him with all her strength, her arms and legs wrapped around him like a vine. "Jason, I know you and your brother have different mothers," she whispered seductively. "He acts like a good brother on the surface, but behind your back, he's always plotting against you, keeping you at arm's length." Her voice softened, full of temptation. "If I get pregnant with your child and marry him, everything in the Vanders will belong to us. No matter how hard he schemes, in the end, he'll be working for you. Doesn't that sound satisfying?" Jason's gaze lowered to her, his expression cold and unreadable. Heather leaned closer, her breath tickling his ear. "Are you really not interested in your brother's money? Or his woman?" Her lips brushed against his nose, trailing down to his Adam's apple.She sank to her knees on the carpet, lifting her tearful eyes to look up at him, her red lips parted slightly — as if she wer

Heather had made up her mind to cross Jason off her list of candidates for "borrowing sperm." Since that day, she hadn't bothered with him again. Today, she was out for business, meeting someone to discuss a deal for her family. But once she arrived, she found herself roped into a card game. She wasn't a great player and had been losing round after round. The others teased her, one of them laughing, "Lost it all, huh? Better call Brett to come bail you out. We'll be keeping his wife as collateral." Heather blushed, playing along coyly. "Who's his wife? We're not married yet."The group erupted in laughter. "Isn't it as good as done? You becoming Mrs. Vander is already set in stone. If you ask us, you should hurry up and start helping him at Vander Inc.. The Jenner family will go to your brother sooner or later, and here you are, working yourself to the bone…" Her smile faltered, the laughter around the table tapering off with it. Her "brother," still in school, was cherished

As soon as Heather got into the car, Tyler's hands started roaming freely. His hand slid onto her bare thigh, exposed by her short skirt. "Heather, why didn't you wear something warmer? Your legs are so cold, it's worrying me." Heather pushed his hand away. "Stop it. Aren't you afraid Brett will find out?" Tyler laughed. "Of course I'm scared. But what I'm more scared of is you being lonely, without anyone to care for you." They bantered back and forth, but inwardly, Heather felt sick. What a disgusting man. The thought that she was considering him as the father of her child filled her with regret.In truth, in terms of knowledge, looks, and character, it was Jason she truly favored. His genes were nearly perfect, and she had approached him with that in mind—for the sake of her future child. But Jason wasn't willing. Damn him, she cursed him again in her mind. He was such a fool. Oh well, Tyler and her were both adults, with clear intentions. He had asked her out, she had