A BILLIONAIRE'S FORBIDDEN DESIRES

ondescending that she couldn't bear to even see him, but she knew he still cared about her so much.

estion and she didn't want him just dropping th

ents over our inheritances..." the elegantly d

t morning and he arrived in his vintag

blond Caucasian man in an expensive and elegant

g is not so good anymore. At least not for me that is," coldly dec

aware of my displeasure than to give him false comfort

larly affected by his sister's cold reception. "Are you going to treat your

ng Reuben. YOU, defensel

st of his money," the Rube sneers as he takes some sugared pastries from the multi-l

coffee. "Oh, please, are we going through this again? The Midnight Resort franchise is the only business our family owns th

eing a pensioner than a business owner. I have a monthly allowance, measly compared to what the Resort earns, of course. But at least I don't have to worry about managing his company. I can just fucking do wh

to get my sympathy by mentioning his former childhood sweetheart. Humph, I will not give him t

d silence, Isabella deci

d have been perfect to run the Midnight Resort's extremely confidential prostitution trade. However, since I convinced our fath

hat compared to your spouse, my hands are actually waaayyy bloodier. But you and yo

sband only "protected" the family business for so long with his military rank and connections, all because of his

can be said about

ople in my life who supported my decision to turn our immoral and illegal family business into something lawful and socially

he better. But you've become an uncontrollable scoundrel in trying to prove your cruelty and ruthlessne

im and presses a button. Then he fully stretch

hen father was still alive, you hardly ever addressed the resort's iss

s. However, you focused on fear and intimidation. And even though I'm practically clueless when it comes to business management, my son has been working at the

always had an excuse for everything and that's what dad loved about you...But it's also why he never pa

e here Bella? I'm sure you didn't ask me to come over so we could argue about the same things we've been fighting about since before our father d

er younger half-brother, her heavily made-up

u and my son g

e to party. We needed to celebrate his getting great scores f

t night after his assigned work hours at the resort. And he's not telling

nd of concern for what your son does du

she walks over to her lounging brother, her

able and responsible which is more than I can say about you. And last but not least, he has nev

ver me and this lazy boy even if she is only 5 feet in height. And th

ng strong when he answered

not to talk about those jaunts of ours. It's a gu

more, her micro-bladed brow

elievably stupid explanation of your

fault if you don't believe me. Go ahead and ask

uben! And you two better make sure that you both are doing noth

d was the melodic trickling of

hoice, Belle. You've always looked down on me, anyway. I see m

from him, trying to hide the sud

whispers, "You used to be such a sweet boy. True, we are 10 years apart b

st too focused on the wrong stuff about me, sis. So instead of figuring out about what's

a and I. But YOU were the one who d

e to wonder WHY..." sn

d I STILL wonder to this

ddenly echoed throughout the huge mansion, interrupting

be Antonio

nt to get in the way of his sleep since h

e can't risk his parents knowing about our special secret sessio

he can still have breakfast with us. Don't

e most mistake them for brothers, they must not know the truth about their connection to one another. I