Sinful Affairs With My Fiance Stepbrother.

Chapter One Gianna's POV I sat in my office, removing my shoes, as I called Brayan. I stared at my once beautiful legs, which were now swollen, waiting for the call to connect, but the lady on the voicemail told me to try again, 'number unavailable.' I was worried because I had not heard from him since he left for his brother's wedding yesterday. I stood and walked to the window of my office, calling his brother. The phone rang for quite some time before being answered. "Hello?" "Hello Ryan, this is Giana, your brother's girlfriend." There was a short pause, then he said, "So?" That was extremely rude of him. I swallowed a lump down the back of my throat, suppressing my displeasure with his words. "I am sorry for calling you, but I was just concerned about Bryan. Is he beside you? "How is the wedding going?" A groan came from the phone, followed by his ridiculous words. "Bryan informed you about his wedding?" He inquired, and I nearly asked him what he meant by Bryan's wedding. "Yes, he informed me about the wedding. Your supposed wedding. Is there anything wrong with that? "My supposed wedding? Then you should be the fictitious wife," he teased. "Ryan, Can you please stop playing while I am serious here? I know you and my boyfriend, Bryan, are not close, but you are being extremely mean to me right now. Give him the phone if he is with you!" I said, already losing patience. My boyfriend has told me he is the best man for Ryan. "Why would you assume he's by my side?" he countered. "Because you are his brother and the groom, and he is your best man. He left home yesterday, saying he would be attending your wedding." "And I am telling you right now, there is a wedding in our family, but I am not the groom, and I was not even going to attend." He abruptly cut off my words. My eyes rolled in response to his sarcastic words. Perhaps Ryan was under the influence of alcohol. Bryan always told me about Ryan's bad lifestyle, which turned him into an ex-convict. "Ry_" He interjected me. "How far are you?" "What?" My brows scrunched, and my eyes rolled at his words. "Your pregnancy. How far are you? "Five months," I replied. "Okay," he said, then hung up. I became confounded at his actions but decide to face my work. Bryan would call me if he saw my missed call on his phone. .... After an hour. I could not control my fears any longer as I kept thinking about Bryan. I decided to call Ryan because he was the only Bryan family member I was familiar with. I dialed, and it rang without him picking up. I dialed for the fifth time before he picked up. "Hel_" "Don't you have better things to do with your time? Why so worried over a man who is busy enjoying his life?" he ranted. "Excuse me?" I scrunched my brows at his words. He must have mistaken my contact for someone else. "Are you at home?" "No, but why?" "Where are you?" "Hmm... in my office. Why?" "I am coming to get you." "Why? Did Bryan ask you to come get me? Why didn't Bryan call me, himself?" "What place do you work?" "Ryan?" I called while pausing. "Why can't you just answer my question?" "Woman, where do you work?" I told him the address, and he hung up before I could ask about Bryan. A few minutes later, my phone rang, and it was Ryan. I picked up, and he told me he was waiting for me outside my office. I packed my belongings and closed for the day, hurrying to his side. I came to a halt a few meters away from him, admiring his tattoo and ear piercings, as well as his physique, which was hot and juicy. I had no idea he was this attractive. Bryan always said negative things about him. "Hello," I said, waving at him. "So you knew about the wedding?" he inquired, rather than complimenting my greetings. "Yes." I nodded. "You know about his wedding, and you are still concerned about him?" "Excuse you!" I frowned. "Whose wedding?" "Your boyfriend, of course. You just said you knew about his wedding." He said, and my heart rattled in my chest. "Please explain what you mean," I asked in a shaky voice. He did not respond, but instead pushed the door open for me to enter. I tried to explain that I had a car parked a few meters away from his. "Close the door, woman! I do not have all day to pamper you like a baby." I swallowed a lump down my throat and shut the door, my heart pounding beneath my chest. "Why did you get pregnant for him?" he inquired, and I was speechless. It was extremely impolite of him to inquire about my personal life. "Because I love him. "He is my boyfriend, and..." "And, what? So, what if he is your boyfriend? You think he will marry you just because you're pregnant?" I sighed, taking a deep breath. I am no longer amused by him or his words. Ryan is extremely annoying, and every word he said felt like salt being sprayed on my wounds. "Ryan, I will not tolerate your disrespect again. I understand you are the son of a mistress who was never loved and my boyfriend's stepbrother. Over the years, I have tried to figure out why everyone hates you, but in the few minutes we have spent together, I realized you are nothing but a pain in the asshole. There was nothing but silence. "Oh, you think I am a pain in the ass? Then, when I show you what you should know, you can expect the original pain. Put on your seatbelt.” He ordered me as if I were his baby, and I hesitated. He scoffed at my hesitation, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away, exceeding the car's speed limit. I tried not to flinch at his actions, especially when he turned to look at my baby bump, then my face, before returning his attention to the road. "Please tell me where you are taking me." I panicked when I realized I was with my boyfriend's enemy, despite the fact that they were stepbrothers. He did not answer, so I took out my phone to dial Bryan's number, but his line was unreachable.