Jerry_Grey

Brittany was such a lucky girl at 18 years old, she had loving parents, and a cute best friend she was harbouring feelings for when something happened, she got acquainted with Lucas the son of her mother’s employer. Naive, they became friends and had unprotected sex and Brittany had to have an abortion since Lucas's father and family members threatened to harm her if she proceeded with the pregnancy. This left Lucas, who is now 30, to join the Marines after obtaining a law degree as well as running away from a dominating father. In the military, he suffers a traumatic event which leaves him with PTSD, then has to go back to his father’s business where he is pressured to marry and produce an heir.
 
Later on, Brittany starts working on the Interior design of Lucas’s family mansion and they again meet each other. Lucas does not remember being with Brittany, but he later still feels the suffering caused by his family to her. Brittany and Lucas have a fake marriage to have control of the family business, but at the same time, Lucas fights with his PTSD and Brittany is devastated by the loss of her mother and betrayal by her family. They have to unmask Lucas’s cunning stepmother and demanding father to regain the title they both deserve and rediscover the bond they lost long ago.

A Fragile Reunion

The day was warm and the sun blazed overhead, though there was plenty of shade on the patio, I was comfortably seated in a nice chair, with my enlarged feet resting comfortably on a footstool. All this, while being thirsty, and four weeks pregnant with twins literally made me look for a comfortable posture to be in all the time. I moved a little, attempting to relieve the weight on my lower back.

"Need anything, sweetheart?" Lucas called from inside the house.

I smiled, touched by his constant attentiveness. "I'm good, thanks. Just enjoying the sunshine."

Lucas came into the room, and he looked like the nude male model he is, although he dresses unfashionably in shorts and a t- shirt. It is actually the first day off for both of us, we were enjoying the moment before everything will change at the arrival of our sons.

"You sure? No cravings for pickles and ice cream?" he teased, coming to sit beside me.

Brothers in Arms