Twisted Love: The Smith Brothers Series, #1

Twisted Love

Prequel to The Smith Brother Series

Affairs, cougars, scandals ... the Smith brothers have it all.

None of them have a straight forward love life...even the ones that think they do.

However, Brad’s 35th birthday sparks a change for all of them.

Unraveling everything that they thought they knew.

Angelo wants his brother to find love, ignoring his own issues.

Alex is addicted to the girl he can’t have.

Oliver is hopelessly in love with the girl next door, while Nelson eyes her mother.

And Wesley... well, his mess is a permanent one.

There’s no escaping now!

Chapter One – Brad

H appy birthday, bro ! Angelo smacks me on the back hard. Thirty five years old. Who’d have thought it? I don’t think any of us believed you’d live this long.

Dude! my youngest brother, Nelson, jumps in. Don’t be so insensitive.

What? Why is that insensitive? I’m just saying...

Angelo, if you don’t get what Nelson is saying then you need a smack, Wesley joins in.

As always, when we’re all together, there is an argument of some kind. I guess that’s what you get for putting six brothers in one room, which is why any birthday is a nightmare. Even if it’s mine, which should be far more dignified since there is a thirteen year age gap between me and the next one in line, Oliver.

But this argument I understand. At least, I get Nelson and Wesley’s point of view. This is a particularly difficult birthday for me because our parents were also thirty five years old when that car crash killed them sixteen years ago, leaving me in charge of Oliver, who was only six years old at the time. Angelo and his non identical twin brother, Alex, who were almost five. Wesley who had just turned three and Nelson who was two.

To say it wasn’t easy would be an understatement.

Our mother’s brother came over from England to look after us for a while, but I still did most of the work. Then when I hit twenty one years old, everything fell to me, including the running of our father’s very successful marketing company.

I have been busy as fuck. Life has been mental for as long as I can remember.

It doesn’t matter. I raise my beer bottle high to shut them all up. I’m not upset. Can we just have a nice evening rather than causing the same shit as always.

Yeah, okay. Alex pats me on the arm. Instead of giving each other shit, we should be giving you shit since it’s your birthday.

That isn’t what I meant... I try, but of course, no one is listening in. They’ve got a common goal now and it’s to torment me. I better buckle up.

Yeah, I think we need to talk about your age, bro, Oliver smirks. "Your age and the fact that you haven’t settled down. I mean, what other thirty