A Deal With My Boyfriend's Billionaire Brother
"Madisyn, I need to know!" Joey's voice trembled with urgency, her eyes searching Madisyn's for answers. "You don't deserve to know!" Madisyn shot back, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes. "Not after you broke up with me!" Her words dissolved into sobs, her chest heaving with the weight of her emotions. "Please," Joey's voice softened, filled with desperation. "Just tell me… is the kid you're pregnant with mine or is it my brother's?" --- Madisyn had always envisioned a simple, colorful life. She dreamed of nurturing her children with love and being a devoted mother, building the family she had always longed for. After years of falling for the wrong men, she thought she had finally found the perfect one, the man who would complete her picture of happiness. But she had made a grave mistake. In her eagerness for love, she had handed over her heart too quickly, trusting too easily. It was a mistake that would cost her dearly when he abandoned her at the altar, leaving her humiliated on what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, she soon uncovered the bitter truth: his love had never been real. He had faked every tender word, every promise of forever. But fate has a way of balancing the scales. Madisyn knew that revenge was a dish best served cold, and what could be more satisfying than turning to the one person her ex hated most? His own brother. Dating his brother wasn't just about moving on; it was about reclaiming her power. It was about showing him that she could rise from the ashes he left behind and find love in the most unexpected place—right under his nose.
Chapter Thirty two
She didn't want him to stop. No, not at all. In fact, she wished that heaven could last forever, that his touch would never cease. His kisses blessed her skin, tender and lingering, and as he gently sucked on the sensitive curve of her neck, her mind drifted to more intimate desires, wishing he could take things further.
With deliberate tenderness, Ethan guided her hands above her head and slipped off her top, revealing the delicate lace of her red bra. The sight of her took his breath away, his eyes darkening with admiration.
"You look so beautiful, Madi," he whispered, his voice low and rich with emotion.
His lips grazed her chest, moving with reverence. Each kiss was slow, sweet, as though he were tasting something divine. He started at the center, gradually making his way to the outer curve of her breast, his touch igniting sparks along her skin.