Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

Chapter 3

Tame Me My Brother -in-Law Chapter 3

I had no idea what time it was when I felt my eyelids becoming heavy. When I was just about to nod off, I heard my phone vibrate on top of the bedside

table next to me, making me jolt awake. I slowly removed Sebastian’s arm

that was wrapped around me, reaching for my phone to check who texted me, and as I did so… my eyes briefly landed on the time which read seven

more minutes before three in the morning.

“Are you done?” It was a message from my sister, Brylee. I sighed, reading her

text a few times more.

Slowly, I got up… careful not to wake the man on the bed next to me. I

hurriedly slipped into Brylee’s clothes and before I walked out of the room, I

stared at Sebastian one more time who was sleeping peacefully, my eyes

filled with admiration for how perfect his face and body were. I couldn’t

believe he was inside me a few hours ago, giving me pleasure, making me a

real woman.

I took a few deep breaths and gathered my belongings before forcing myself

to drag out of the room, trying to ignore the ache I was feeling between my

thighs due to what happened last night.

“What took you so long?” Immediately after I quietly slammed the door

behind me, I was greeted by Brylee’s irate voice. “Did you do it?”

“Yes…” I responded as I studied her from head to toe. She was wearing a black

on her head, hiding her blonde hair in it with dark sunglasses and a

idea for the two of us to wear

so that when Sebastian woke up, he wouldn’t be confused about why I

changed into a different dress. “He’s still

can leave now,” she commanded,

she was just about to open

block her way.

wrist to stop her. “Where’s the

forcibly brushed away my hand that was holding her wrist and pushed

removing the things covering her face and flinging them on me.

I felt like I was staring at the

only things that

mysterious air of superiority. Other than that…

were virtually identical.

blonde and mine was black, I had to wear a wig so

me as a different person. Her eyes

had to wear

to look exactly like her… to copy her… and I even put a hena tattoo

chest to sleep with her

the hospital, and

in front of me was no other than

was older than me by only

four years old… our parents got divorced

also separate us from each other. My custody had been given to

mom, and she ended up

I was forced to look for

day–to–day needs and her medical expenses. Meanwhile… my father

remarried a wealthy woman, and he and

lifestyle they had always desired. From that point on… I

we would never have to

was simply unfair to decent women like

you, dear sister…”

my thoughts back to the present, and I almost rolled my eyes

“Get the money from dad, not from me! Now, get out of my way!

about this, it would be game over

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