My sister-in-law is beautiful, kind-hearted, and ever since I was introduced to her, I've felt she truly belongs with me instead. Yet my older brother remains oblivious. I can feel she's already devoted herself completely to me. I know I can make her happier than he ever could... Even as these thoughts consume me, our relationship continues to deepen. Eventually, the truth comes to light—my brother realizes his wife's heart and body have already been taken from him. How does it feel, big brother? Knowing that your worthless piece-of-shit younger brother has stolen away your beloved wife's love and body?