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CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 130
Zara’s POVIf wedding planning was chaos…A bachelorette party was complete insanity. By nine o’clock that evening, Sofia’s apartment had transformed into something I barely recognized.Pink decorations hung from every available surface. Music blasted through speakers. Champagne bottles sat chilling in buckets of ice.And somehow there were already six women dancing in the living room before the night had officially started.I stood near the kitchen island holding a drink and wondering how things had escalated so quickly.“This is your fault.”I pointed at Sofia. She looked absolutely stunning in a white satin dress and a ridiculous tiara that read Bride-to-Be.And then she grinned as she walked past me.“It absolutely is.”Then she pulled back and grabbed my wrist.“No standing.”“Sofia—”“No.”She started dragging me toward the crowd.“Tonigh
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 129
Zara’s POVBy the third day of wedding preparations, I was convinced weddings were secretly designed to torture everyone involved.Not even the bride but the people around the bride. Especially the bridesmaids and especially me. I stood in the middle of a luxury event hall while Sofia spun around in circles.Literally spinning like a child who had consumed too much sugar.“What do you think?”I looked around seeing that the room was already beautiful. White roses. Golden decorations. Crystal chandeliers. Soft lighting. Elegant tables. It looked like something from a magazine.“It looks perfect.”Sofia narrowed her eyes.“You didn’t look properly.”“I absolutely did.”“No.”She grabbed my arm.“You need to look emotionally.”I stared trying to hold back my laughter.“What does that even mean?”Orlando and Leo, who was standing nearby, immediately laughed.“Don’t ask.”“I asked that question six months ago.”“And?”His smile widened.“I still don’t know.”Sofia glared at him and he wise
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 128
Zara’s POVI had forgotten how terrifying wedding preparations could be. Now it wasn’t even my own wedding. I was talking about weddings in general.Especially when Sofia was the bride because Sofia approached wedding planning the same way military generals approached war.With spreadsheets. Schedules. Strategies. And absolutely no mercy.Which was how I found myself standing in the middle of an expensive bridal boutique at ten o’clock in the morning wondering where exactly my life had gone wrong.“Absolutely not.”Sofia pointed dramatically.“The sleeves are ugly.”The saleswoman visibly flinched and I covered my face.“Sofia.”“What?”“You can’t call them ugly.”“They are ugly.”The poor woman looked offended and I immediately smiled apologetically. Unfortunately, Sofia remained completely unbothered.Three dresses later, she was still unhappy, five dresses later, she became dramatic. Eight dresses later, she threatened to cancel the entire wedding.Nobody believed her, least of all
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 127
Zara’s POVFor a moment, I didn’t know what to say and I just simply stood there staring while he stared right back and then suddenly he laughed.He gave off a loud, disbelieving laugh.“No way.” He exclaimed running a hand through his hair.“No actual way.”I found myself laughing too, definitely from shock or partly from relief because out of all the people I expected to see behind Sofia’s apartment door, Leo definitely wasn’t one of them.Five years had changed him, helooked older and broader. And married too, he had a ring on his finger so I was guessing he was already.But still unmistakably Leo. Still carrying that same easy smile. Still looking like someone who couldn’t go ten minutes without talking.“It’s so good to see you again.”I smiled genuinely because deep down, it felt good.“Same here.”His grin widened and then he looked down directly at Alberto.
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 126
Zara’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the airport, Italy hit me like a memory I had spent years trying to bury even though the air felt different and warmer. Yet dangerously familiar.I stood beside my suitcase for a second longer than necessary, taking in the sounds around me. Italian voices filled the parking lot. Cars honked somewhere in the distance. A little girl laughed as she ran past her exhausted parents.Five years and somehow nothing had changed or maybe everything had.A loud squeal suddenly cut through my thoughts at that moment and I froze.“ZARA!”Before I could react, Sofia slammed into me and I nearly lost my balance.“Sofia!” She hugged me so tightly I could barely breathe and then she pulled away only to hug me again.“Oh my God.”She looked me over dramatically.“You actually came.”I laughed.“You invited me.”“You almost didn’t.”Well that was fair, because for months, I had considered cancelling every week, every day and sometimes every hour.But somehow I was
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 125
Zara’s POVI hated packing. It wasn't even because it was difficult. But because it gave me too much time to think and thinking was dangerous. Especially when the destination was back to Italy.The suitcase sat open on my bed, half-filled. I’d spent the last hour folding and unfolding the same sweater because my mind refused to focus. Italy even the word alone made my stomach twist.Five years, five whole years since I’d left. Five years since I’d boarded a plane with a broken heart and a secret growing inside me.Five years since I’d convinced myself I would never go back. Yet here I was, packing and preparing.Going anyway all because Sofia had somehow managed to wear down every excuse I came up with.I glanced toward the living room. He was sprawled on the floor coloring dinosaurs. His latest obsession involved drawing every species known to mankind. And several that definitely didn’t exist.“You know,” he announced suddenly.“I think Italy sounds cool.”I laughed.“Do you?”He nod
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 78
Zara’s POVBy the third day, I was done pretending Rosa wasn’t getting under my skin, because she was. And the worst part? She knew it.That woman noticed every reaction, every silence, and every irritation.She studied weakness the way predators studied
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 76
Zara’s POVThe house always felt different whenever Matteo left and I hated that it did. Funny how I noticed it the moment his car disappeared past the gates that morning.And annoyingly enough, I stood by the upstairs window watching him leave like some pathetic loves
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 74
Matteo’s POV A couple of hours later.The warehouse smelled like blood before I even stepped inside, giving a metallic scent.My car hadn’t even fully stopped before I pushed the door open and stepped out into the freezing night air.Men flooded
CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER. Chapter 73
Matteo’s POVI watched her leave the table and instantly lost my appetite. The sound of her chair scraping against the floor echoed louder in my head than it should have.She didn’t look at me, didn't even hesitate. Instead she just walked away. And somehow that i
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