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I Slept with My Husband's Brother

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 507    |    Released on: 19/08/2026

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my racing heart. I leaned against the stone balustrade

I turned, expecting Evander

k a pretty dress changes anything, Aurora. You won't be Mr

none of your concern. You should

Do you really think Julian ever loved you? He was just bored with you. You'r

sharp as a blade, and she was right. My marr

ed. "I have more good news. Julian has already made his decision. On

heir goal

turned to the ballroom. I saw Evander across

stomach. Julian was leading Sienna to the

h the speakers. "I have wonderful news to share

wn my way were a sickening mix of pity, contempt, and morbid curiosity. I was the c

a physical blow. I clenched my fists under the table, my n

, preparing to stand up and

gain. His voice wasn't loud, but it cut

his gaze fixed on Julian. "B

ke in the middle of a dinner party. Julian and Sienna both looked as i

me? Because of that night? Or was he simply attacking his

fusion. But one thing became c

o warring brothers, and

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I Slept with My Husband's Brother
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“On my wedding anniversary, I was drugged. I woke up bruised, aching, with a stranger's scent still on my skin. All that was left behind was a single obsidian cufflink-carved like a hawk mid-strike. Before I could even investigate, I walked in on my husband-and his influencer girlfriend-in our marriage bed. "I'm pregnant. It's time for you to step aside." Fine. I smiled, slipped into a blood-red dress, and walked into the Lowery family gala. When I saw Julian's older brother-just back from Europe-I recognized those ice-blue eyes. They were identical to the man from that night. Evander Lowery. The NHL's "Ice God." The man my husband hates most in the world. The man who took my first time. He stood in the center of the crowd, watching me with a knowing smile-like a hunter watching his prey stumble into the trap. "Are you sure you want a divorce?" he murmured in my ear. "Are you sure-that night was just an accident?" I didn't know it then. That cufflink was left on purpose. And my mother's ring-he'd taken that too. He admitted nothing. Explained nothing. He just locked me in his orbit and watched me drown. Everyone says he's ice. No one knows-he already burned a fire into me that I can't wash off.”