"Nervous?" James asked me.

I nodded. "Yes."

He pulled my waist closer to him. "Don't be; Dad's not here. You'll only meet my brother."

"What if your brother doesn't like me?"

"Don't think about that. I'm sure he will like you." He smiled at me. I did the same thing.

I hope this brother likes me. James is my remaining hope in life. I need him.

"We're here," he said.

My mouth dropped when I saw the grand mansion from the car.

"You like it?" I nodded without looking at James.

He placed a kiss on my cheek. "Good, because you'll live there for the rest of your life." he sweetly whispers.

When we entered the mansion, I was even more amazed. The villa is modern in design, and even though there is antique furniture, it must be expensive.

"Good afternoon, Sir, lunch is ready. Your brother is coming down." said the maid who approached us.

"Good, by the way. This is Moira, my fiance. She will stay here from now on. Respect and treat her well."

It made me smile. "Good afternoon, Ma'am, Moira. Manang Sita, butler here at the mansion. I'm happy to meet Sir's fiancé. You are wonderful, ma'am."

My cheeks warmed when he said this. "Moira, don't add 'po' anymore, I'm still young."

I touched my cheek. "It's not that beautiful," I said weakly.

"You seem nice, ma'am!" she said happily.

"She doesn't look nice, Sita," James said.

"Oh yes, that's right, Sir---"

"What's going on here?" What she was about to say was interrupted by a baritone voice that spoke from behind us.

"You're just right in time," James said.

I turned around just like him. My eyes widened when our eyes met. The smile disappeared from my lips. My mouth dropped.

His familiar eyes... But how did this happen? Impossible...

Is he that man?

"Moira, this is Carlos... My brother."

I froze in my place.

*

I gave all my strength to push his body. My back was hitting the wall because of the pressure of his body on me.

"Carlos!"

"It can't be..."

It's like he doesn't hear what I'm saying. "Carlos... This doesn't seem right. Let me go!"

"Carlos, what the hell! I might see---" He cut me off with a hungry kiss.

When my knees went weak from his kiss, his kiss traveled from my jaw to my neck.

"Carlos!" I try to push him again.

"Carlos!" A grunt came out of my mouth instead of a scream. I know he enjoyed that.

He stopped kissing me when the door knob clicked. My eyes glance at it.

Before the door even opened, we immediately separated and straightened ourselves.

I looked around the office. It's like a race inside my heart with its beating speed. I turned again and again to every corner of the room. Where can I hide?

I was about to enter the room's bathroom when the door opened.

James spat. I couldn't move where I stood.

He frowned when our eyes met. "Moira,"

He looked down at my body. It didn't take long to look at me. It moved to Carlos.

"Father's calling you," he said.

"He is?" it asked.

"I'm not good at humor, Carlos."

He looked at me before nodding at James. He looked back at me. I frowned. It snorts.

I rolled my eyes at him. Not now, Carlos! Your brother is here!

I frowned, knowing he wasn't asking for a kiss. I looked down at my chest. Its first two buttons are open! Did James do that?

I quickly pressed the button as James turned to Carlos.

James walked towards me. "How's the planning?"

I glanced at Carlos near the door. It stopped when the door handle turned. I was wrong to think that he would ignore me. Instead, it went straight out of the office.

"Moira?"

I looked at him. "Hmm?"

"The wedding," he stated.

He walked towards the table, leaning on the seat there. He pulled me closer to the exchange of his thigh.

"What about the wedding?"

"You are about to tell me how our wedding planning is," he said.

I bit my lip. "O-okay, Aunt Odelia is helping me with the planning."

I felt his warm palm on my back. "What did you come up with? Do you want a church wedding? Garden? Beach? Ship?"

You slowly rise to my cheek.

"I-I don't know yet,"

"Are you overwhelmed?"

I sighed. Yes, not because of marriage but because of your brother. I can't believe this is happening to me.

I never thought we would meet again. It's been a long time; a lot has happened, and a lot has changed... Especially him.

James caressed my cheeks. He pulled me closer to him. Our lips met. He gives me hungry kisses, but I can't kiss him back. He's not a bad kisser. He's the opposite of it, but my mind is so cloudy that I couldn't even respond to his kisses.

He pulled away. It frowned. "What's wrong, Moira?"

I bowed down. I can't look him in the eye. He lifted my chin.

His face is serious. "What's wrong?"

"I-I'm sorry... I guess I'm just tired." I fake a smile.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded.

"Fine. Take a rest. I'm sure you're exhausted..." he said meaningfully. He looked down at my neck. I don't know why he looked at him, but I tried to cover his neck with my hand.

"Of planning our wedding." next to him.

I smiled at him. He stared at me.

Fuck! I'm being cold. This should not happen. I wanted to marry Sepher for a long time. I shouldn't treat the man I'm going to marry like this.

I came closer to him and took his hand. "I'll be fine. I'll plan the best wedding in the country."

His arms tightened my waist. "You should. Call your aunt Odelia. Plan the wedding here in our mansion."

"We already have a plan. There is no need for Aunt Odelia to come here."

"I want her to tell me about it. I want to give you the best wedding, too; Moira knows you better because she raised you. I want to know your dream wedding since you never shared it with me."

Shit! Aunt Odelia can't come here. I'm sure he will recognize Carlos. Not allowed. Think Moira, come up with a way!

"I never did because I wanted to surprise you."

"I want your aunt to---" This is the only thing that will shut him off that topic.

His arms tightened around my waist. I let him do that. He pushes his tongue inside my mouth. This time, I'll let him in. His hands cup my buttocks.

No. I pulled away from the kiss. "I shouldn't waste time. I'll plan now to give you the best wedding." I smiled at him and then walked out of his office.

I sighed—finally, a relief. I can't get out of my mind what Carlos and I did earlier. We almost did it! We almost did it in his brother's office!

"Hmph!" I shouted, pulling my arm and covering my mouth.

My eyes widened when I looked at Carlos in front of me. I looked around where I was. This is his room.

"Carlos, what are you doing?"

"I miss you," he whispered in my ear.

I stared at his precious eyes. "Carlos.."

He leaned forward to kiss me. I tilted my head to avoid his kiss.

Silence takes place between us.

I looked back at him. I looked at his face.

Nothing's changed on him. He's still the handsome poor kid I know, but he's not living that life anymore. He's far from that now.

His face is chiseled, and everything looks perfect on him. His black hair looks smooth. His deep amber eyes matched his thick eyebrows. He has a pointed nose and fair skin.

And his lips... It tasted the same as before. I'm still electrified every time he kisses me.

My eyes darted to his lips. I swallowed. Can you taste it again? Maybe not bad? That's a free taste. If it's good, I'll continue.

Shih! What do you think of Moira?!

Without hesitation, I crashed my lips to his. He kissed me back with passion and lust.

My hand stayed on his hard chest. Its skin is soft and smooth. Maybe he was shy of the luxurious life or the air conditioner.

He stopped kissing me, our eyes met, and his gaze weakened my knees.

I bit my lower lip. He attracts me with this gaze. It isn't delightful because it's effective! He doesn't have to do it. Whatever he does is attractive.

I didn't waste time. I pulled her clothes closer to me. He leaned me against the door, lifting my leg. I wrapped it around his waist. I can feel his erect manhood from this position. I felt a hot liquid cone out of my womanhood. He never failed to make me want him.

He quickly unbuttoned the blouse. It lowered the only fabric blocking it, exposing my chest to him.

The warmth of his palm on my chest. I moaned as he brought my breast to his mouth. My breathing hitched. I keep on throwing my head back at the door.

His lips returned to mine. He pressed me against the door. I closed my eyes when the side hit the door knob. That pain added heat to my body.

The sound of his zipper unzipping excited me, but something was bugging me.

"Carlos..." I moaned.

"Hmm?"

"I should stop myself from doing this---" he cut me off with a kiss.

I pushed him. "Let me finish talking first, okay?"

He just grinned. I rolled my eyes. Carlos is ​​indeed this man.

"I should stop myself from doing this, but..."

"But what, baby?" He whispered.

"I..."

"We've been doing this for weeks now, Moira." He played with my nipples. "I was shocked when I saw you here. I know my brother is your fiancé, but I need to do something about it. You were mine first."

He didn't let me speak. He kisses me torridly while pulling down his pants. It lifted the skirt I was wearing and pushed aside the remaining fabric, blocking my wet delicacy.

"Do you want me?" He seductively asked.

I quickly nodded. "Are you ready?"

"For you, Always." He plunged himself inside. I gasped.

I wrapped my arm around him while he moved between us. My back was pressed against the door. I moaned louder because of the sensation he was giving me.

"Shh..." he whispered. I bit my lower lip. He sped up the movement. He covered my chest with hot kisses wildly when he moaned loudly at me.

"Oh!" I screamed.

He groaned. "Shh... He might hear you."

I ignored what he said. I continued to moan.

I didn't realize it was coming down on me. Now I am excused. He groped my buttocks and slapped it.

I groaned in pain and felt good. It didn't end there as he re-entered manhood.

With a few more thrusts, I felt a hot liquid inside me. He made me face him. He kissed my forehead, cheek, and lips. I hugged him desperately.

"Welcome to the family, Moira." he said.