The blade slices a centimeter from my brother's face, causing him to jump back with a grunt. "That's what you get for letting your guard down, brother dear," I say without hiding my satisfied grin.

"I might need to use the flat of my blade across your derri鑢e," he huffs back with a grimace. He lifts his T-shirt displaying a lean torso and a nice defined six-pack. He uses his shirt to wipe the sweat from his brow. He probably drives the ladies nuts with that move.

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