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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.

ginandroses · 现代言情
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78 Chs

Chapter forty nine

Ethan Connor never broke a promise—that was his guarantee. He was a man of his word, and today was no exception. His fingers moved with a calculated intensity, each thrust deliberate, hitting Madisyn's most sensitive spots with precision. Her body responded to him in ways that were beyond her control, each movement drawing her closer to the edge of release.

The feeling was blissful—a sensation so powerful she never wanted it to stop. Her breath came in short gasps, her body tense with anticipation, but the more he thrust, the harder it became to hold on. Her control was slipping, like sand through her fingers. Finally, she gave in, letting the overwhelming sensations wash over her, freeing herself with a loud, uninhibited moan that echoed in the dimly lit room.