Orchestration From Hell

Gabriel's POV

"Wow isn't this wonderful, this was all predestined by God," my mum chuckled, breaking the deafening silence in the grand dining.

I sat stiffly, my eyes glued to Derek's plate. He was sitting across me, this was definitely not the reaction I was expecting. His head was buried in his plate, as if trying to avoid the gaze of his father. Sometimes his father would look at him with an unreadable expression, but they both didn't speak to each other. This was the first time I had seen Derek actually compose his anger in front of someone. He was terrifyingly calm, not shaking, not trembling. I had thought earlier he was going to lunge at his father.

"Family is the foundation of the Miller name," Mr Miller voice cut through the silence again. He smiled warmly to me. "I heard you are a very bright student and a talented artiste. As your step dad I am very proud of that." His eyes brushed past me and stopped at Derek who was just eating quietly. "eh....ehm,"he cleared his throat.

"Maybe you could teach Derek about taking his studies seriously instead of frolicking with different girls and boys."

My mum chuckled. "Honey please stop it, everyone is not the same." She held the hand of Mr Miller, trying to snap him out of it. But still I could tell. That smile wasn't a smile of, don't do that to your son. It was a "I am proud of my son, moment for her."

Honestly whatever was going on right now was straight up orchestration from hell. What scheme had my mum used this time to bag a billionaire all to herself? I thought. It was definitely through the churchy pretense folded in a seductive mask.

She was honestly a skilled actor and this time it had paid off big. Good for her. But bad for me. My bully can never be my step brother, I mean what's worse was that I was insanely sexually attracted to him. Imagine jerking off to your step brother?

That's an insane taboo journey. And I know damn well, Derek wasn't excited about this whole thing, he may be calm, but his calm moment was definitely dangerous.

As soon as the meal ended, Derek stood abruptly, "We have to get back. Projects," he snapped. He didn't wait for a response, he clamped his hands on my neck steering my toward the door. It may have looked like a harmless touch from our parents perspective but my neck was definitely bruising.

The drive back to the campus was a blur of neon and adrenaline. The red sports car roared through the night.It was almost past midnight. Derek speeded so fast in an unspoken rage, I just prayed silently for the heavens to let us get to the campus in one piece.

Derek suddenly jerked the wheel, the tires shrieking as he pulled to a stop. It was pitch darkness.

"Get out," Derek rasped.

The cold night air hit me like a physical blow as I came down from the car. Was he really going to dump me in the middle of nowhere? My body started trembling.

He came down from his car, slamming the door shut with an aggressive force. He walked over to me and dragged me into a corner.

"You think you can humiliate me?" he scoffed.

I shook my head, signalling no. "What do you mean?....I"

"Shut, that mouth! Shut it!" he roared like a freaking monster who just lost control.

I was shocked. My bones freezed instantly, I had seen him angry but this. This was way past anything I had ever seen. He paced round his car, sweats already soaking on his shirt. It was as if he was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. I just stood there and watched.

He suddenly walked up to me. His eyes already blood shot red with fury, he pointed his fingers at my face. "You planned all this didn't you? You made your hoe mother take my dad. You have been eyeing all my wealth. My money. My lifestyle. How dare you?!" he barked.

"I...I haven't planned anything. This was all a coincidence I promise," I whispered.

He let out a rattling laugh. "Right, coincidence. You want to be my step brother right, I mean you craved me that bad now you want to be family." He blurted out, shifting backwards. "Well be my guest, Gabe," he threw his hands to the air. A menacing smirk curving at his lower lips.

Before I could blink, he walked back to me and used his both hands to pin me down to the floor. My legs hitting the bare floor in a sickening thud that made my knees ache. Before I could steady myself, he reached out his hand to his belt and unbuckled it. His belt made a heavy clicking sound as he pulled the leather from his trouser loops. His trouser falling down just a little over his waist, revealing his white condom boxer.

"Now, show me how bad you want to be stepbrother!" his eyes went wild and so did mine.

He pulled out a already hard, veiny monstrous cock. I was so shocked to the extent I wish I could scream. The long dick dangled at my face, smelling like raw sweaty skin. He gripped the back of my hair so tight, before I could even blink, or wrap my head on what's was happening now.

"Gulk!"

He shoved his thick cock in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I instantly clung my hands to the hem of his trouser. Holding him both sides to maintain balance. He moved his hips back, and then forth. Slamming his huge cock in my mouth with an insane speed that made my eyes water instantly.

"Take this monster, bitch," Derek growled.