Sister In Law novel Chapter 5

Leysa was really beautiful ever since. She was even more beautiful compared to my wife, to her older sister. Especially now that her porcelain-like skin came out even more, and because of her fitted blouse and jeans, her beautiful body shape was more noticeable. Shit! Just thinking of how she looks so sexy in that simple outfit really made me hard. And her long curly hair up to her waist suited her very well. What a total transformation that I'm sure will make all the men here who's staring at her, go crazy to know her name.

My fantasies about her suddenly shattered into pieces when she poked me and softly calling my name and saying something.

"Hey Fred! Let's go! I am so tired, you know," she mumbled and started walking towards the parking lot.

LEYSA'S POV

I am simply watching Frederik Wilford while he is getting out my things from the compartment of his car. I didn't know what to feel and how would I feel, now that I am back together with the painful secret I chose to brought with me when I decided to leave them all behind, a year ago. And now that I am back, with the revenge plans I formed during the times I was gone in their lives.

I can start my revenge by getting close to this handsome, hot, rich guy named Frederik Wilford, my sister's husband.

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I slept all day because I was so tired from the long trip. I noticed that it was already dark outside, and I didn't even remember to eat lunch. That's why I felt very hungry, so I immediately got up to bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I just wore a red thin silky nightgown curved to the beautiful shape of my body, and went out of my room to look for something to eat.

As I descended the relatively long staircase of the house of Fred and Diana, I could not help but to look around the entire household of the couple. Impressive, it was beautifully designed and positioned by each of their furniture. And you will also see a large portrait hanging in the living room; the photo shows the happy smiles of four people, who you thought were free of hypocrisy and infidelity. It's a picture taken from my sister's wedding, two years ago --where Fred and my older sister were in the middle while Daniel, my ex-fiancé who was their best man that time was besides her and me besides Fred as their maid of honor. Now that I see this picture I suddenly feel bad, I never thought there was something wrong with the position of the four people in it. It's funny to realize, but now I am thinking of tearing it in the middle, and I guess you get the logic.

"Here... suit yourself and eat," I invited him and he sat down in the seat in front of me and spooned some rice and took some of my cooked omelette.

"Omelette huh?" he softly whispered but still it reaches my ear.

"Ah-huh. As if I have a choice? There is nothing else I could cook having just eggs in your refrigerator; does my sister even know how to cook another dish rather than just eggs and hotdogs. Surprisingly, because my sister loves to taste different types of dishes, especially when she is itching, I mean her taste bud, you know," I sarcastically said that made my older brother looked at me. And with confusion look, he still laughed at my joke. That's why I just simply smirked and shrugged it off.

We just ate quietly until we finished eating. I noticed that my older brother ate quite a lot that made me smile, maybe he enjoyed the food I cooked or my presence made him eat heartily.

I was the one who offered to wash the dishes, when he suddenly spoke, "You cooked so well. I think I ate a lot."