“Give me one reason, Liv.” He stalked toward me, cornering me against the edge of the desk. “One good reason why I shouldn’t bend you over this desk and fuck you senseless.”

My breath caught. “This is wrong, Damon. So wrong.” I pressed my palms flat against his chest, trying to create space. “You’re my brother-in-law…”

“Not yet, love,” he whispered, fingers curling around my waist possessively. “You’re still engaged to him, but the man you’ll be getting married to…” Two fingers slipped into my heat, making me gasp. “…is me.”

I should’ve walked away. I should’ve resisted. But I couldn't forget what it felt like to be his.

*
Olivia have the perfect life. The perfect fiancé. Marcus is everything she thought she wanted—sweet, charming, dependable. Safe.
She thought she have it all figured out...

Until the night of her engagement party, when she comes face-to-face with Damon—her ex. The man who had broken, damaged  and left her for ruin, three years ago.
The man she’s about to call brother-in-law.

Now, old wounds rip open. Feelings she thought she buried, clawed their way back to the surface. And the man she once loved? He isn’t asking this time.

Damon wants her back.
And he’ll burn every bridge, including the one with his own brother—to make her his again.


 NOTE TO READERS:
This is a dark, emotional, and scorching hot love story. It features a possessive anti-hero, messy family drama, emotional trauma, and morally gray decisions.
If you’re looking for a soft romance with flowers and sunshine, this might not be it.
But if you crave forbidden passion, flawed characters, and a love story that burns through betrayal and pains…
Welcome to Olivia and Damon’s world.

My Fiancé's Brother 

Chapter 18
"I have nothing to say to you, Damon. I mean, I don't even know why I'm in here with you. This is all shades of wrong. Wrong."
His expression darkened that instant. "Why?"
I frowned "What?"
"Do you love him? Marcus? Do you love him, Peach?"
"Of course, I..."
His thumb touched my low...

For Better For Worse

Hi, Peaches 

The Fiancèe 

Gold digger 

This is Wrong

Stay Away From Him

Future Mrs. Kingston 

I Will Have You 

On The Pill?

Every Kiss 

Wedding Dress

Wrong Groom 

A Toast To What's Mine 

That Hurts, Peach 

WET 

What Do You Want, Peach?

Let Me Touch You Properly 

Do You Love Him?

What Was That?

I Love Her 

Morning Orgasm

My Peach

Intoxicated 

Let Me Go, Damon

On My Face 

On Your Knees 

I Am Yours 

Emergency 

Dickmatized 