Secretly Loving My Adoptive Brothe

what's

source of the voice. In a panic, I roughly wiped the tears from my cheeks with the back of my hand, then

n as he recognized me. He remembered me because we'd exchanged greet

Mr. Javier's office," I explained in a slightly hoarse voice, hol

he asked, making sure

possible. "That's right, I just started worki

rom my arms. "Oh, I see. Well then, let me take these documents inside

this office to know about my relationship with Javier. To maintain a safe distance, I'd decide

ave lunch with my friends," I declined as politely as po

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t different. The dinner that was usually warm had turne

everything go smoothly?" Mom as

very happy with my first day. "Fine, Mom. Everyone on the marketi

?" asked Adriana, who had surprisingly joi

. Today was her first day as a marketin

ile, my chest still felt tight and an excruciating pain gripped me every time m

Javier's as he sat next to her. "But I actually stopped by your office e

, then turned his gaze back to Adriana. "What for? She's there to work, not to play," he replied coldly as he immediately s

got back from France, honey," Adr

on, so you can be together every day,

ho's deliberately dragging his feet," Adriana complained with a pou

want you to still be busy traveling back and forth overseas after we're m

dy signed a con

ur agency," Javier replied casually, f

ur living expenses without you having to work hard anymore. Instead of exhausting yourself chas

exclaimed cheerfully, once again wrapping her arm affectionately

often, right? My mind immediately ran wild, imagining Javier touching another woman's body the same way

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touch, Javier. Touch me

vering an addictive, burning sensation. His hands moved slowly yet insistently, squeezing my breasts possessively whil

ild...," I whispered in my dream, begging him desperatel

f union so real on the brink of ec

s pounding like a war drum, disrupting the rhythm of my chest as it rose and fell, g

t of bed. The wall clock read two in the morning. Usually I sleep soundly until morning, b

cool my brain, which was boiling with frustration. Once I reached the refrigerator, I immediately grabbed a large bottle of mineral

room, my body froze instantly. My h

, the man wasn't wearing a shirt at all. He was only wearing thin cotton pajama bottoms, exposing his broad, broad ches

the hot touch from the dream that had just faded a few minutes ago suddenly replayed in

e screamed in panic. The silence of the night suddenly turned incredib

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