My Obsessed Brother-In-Law

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f a hotel-not as grand as the ones my fathe

turing for me to follow them. Before I could question anything, my

t her demeanor

a mere wedding guest-but I let it go. I applied minimal makeup, just enough to enhance my features. I had never been a fan of

heels, I stepped

ed, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I rolled my

grabbing my hand bef

me toward the hotel's entranc

here to attend a wedding? "Wher

ering, she pull

car, and the driver

ained, her voice tight. The wedding is somewhere else. E

as clipped

ng felt

twisting with unease. A yawn escaped me-I hadn't slept we

he seat, exhaustion taking over. The steady hum of the car

ts, I drifte

w I got into

-

es'

amber liquid catching the soft glow of the bedside lamp. My bags were

of it sat hea

someone into a life with

oments away from d

to marry the woman he chose for me. If I refused, everything I worked for would be handed over to my cousin. N

as m

about to let

that no matter how unfair this was, I would

for her-a million dollars. A

made my st

though I didn't know much about her, I did know one

myself

her. I wasn't interested in trapping a woman in a loveless marriage. Three months-that's all I needed. Af

interrupted

nd grabbed

ssage. A

arents had ch

but as the picture loaded on

dd

ing in a way that made my p

delicate, rosy glow-soft, untouched. And her hair... long, cascading past her waist in thick, dark

ss down, exha

expecte

ation, to keep things transactional. But now... now I

would willingly walk awa

about to be

ne last look at my reflection bef

The bags were packed.

ransaction. **A business deal.** That I was doing this for th

l was I so impat

s they were settled, I started the engine and pulled onto the road. The ai

dry voice cut through the silence. "Let me remind you, you won't get a damn thing unle

s. As if I didn

g smile on her face. "Can't you see? He's not in a

"I told you, the moment he saw her picture, he'd b

e irritated me.

like

more than I wa

ad. My mother gasped in delight, turnin

it!" she

he makes you happy, that's all that matters. This is

"Thank y

we arrived at

mmediately snapped to the small black car parke

ough the wind

face relaxed, framed b

ed like

terrupted

ver you want with her. I won't interfere. But I beg you... take care of her. She's my heart. She's sensitive, fragile. Thanks to her parents

viness settle

or and leaned in, carefully sliding my arms un

. Too delicate for the worl

ng her as if she was something

plane, my mother's voi

man. She will be treated like a queen. Everythi

't loo

worse... she

it or not, her life would