49. Bond with brother

Maxim Vasiliev

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I frowned when I heard my phone ringing and saw Debbie’s name flash across my screen.

She never had to call me. I was always the one calling her and I had called her earlier in the day. Was she calling to cancel? She had never done that before.

“Hello? It’s 5 pm. Are you not supposed to be here by now?” I questioned, going straight to the point.

I had not brought her in for more than a week and I had been frustrated. I was not even certain it was sexual frustration. Brielle was not on speaking terms with me and neither was Mikhail. They made it known to me and everyone around that they were ignoring me.

I tried to talk to them but it was not working.

Sometimes, it was obvious Brielle wanted to crack and give in, but then she’d probably recall how I fucked Debbie in front of her and she’d strengthen her resolve.

Okay, fine. I fucked up by doing that. I did not blame her for staying away from me. If someone I had feelings for did something like that, I’d probably cut