In Lust with stepbrother

Alexandra's POV My dad's cooking always brought back fond memories of my childhood, and it was nice to feel that connection again.But something was missing from this bonding moments, my mother. She had always been the one to set the table, making sure everything was just right. I wished she could have been here with us, enjoying the meal and the conversation, But I knew that was impossible. My mother had passed away a few years ago, and her absence was still felt deeply. I tried to push the sadness away, focusing instead on the moment I was sharing with my dad. My dad cleared his throat and looked at me with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "I have something to tell you, but I'm not sure how you'll react," he said, his voice shaking slightly. I felt a knot of apprehension form in my stomach, wondering what could be so important that he was this nervous to tell me. "I'm all ears, Dad," I said, trying to sound reassuring. I knew whatever he had to say was weighing heavily

Alexandra's POV "AHHHH!" I shrieked, jumping back as I spotted the cockroaches scuttling across my clothes. "What the--" I couldn't finish the sentence, frozen in horror.Within moments, my dad and Roselyn rushed into my room, their robes billowing behind them. My dad's eyes widened in alarm as he spotted the roaches. "What the—"he began, but Roselyn cut him off."Zora!" she yelled, summoning the maid. Zora appeared in the doorway, her face a mask of concern. "Why are there roaches in Alexandra's closet?" Zora's eyes widened as she took in the scene. She hurried to my side, her hands clasped together. "I'm so sorry, Miss Alexandra. I didn't know there were roaches in here. I'll get the exterminator right away."Roselyn turned to Zora, her voice stern. "This is completely unacceptable. How could this happen?""I don't know, madam," Zora said, her voice shakingBut I was still reeling from the shock of seeing the roaches. As I stood there, trying to process what had just happened

Alexandra's POV I stepped into the pool party uninvited, ignoring the stares that followed me. I knew why they were looking; thanks to Davis, my stepbrother, my personal writings, embarrassing, intimate things I’d never meant for others to see, had become everyone’s entertainment. My fists clenched as I pushed through the crowd, eyes fixed only on him. There he was, laughing, carefree, while I was barely holding myself together. “What the hell are you doing…” he started, but before he could finish, my fist connected with his face. “You worthless jerk,” I spat, oblivious to the stares and the whispers that were growing louder around us. “Who’s she?” someone muttered. “The girl with the lusty diary. Freak,” another voice chimed in, the insult piercing through me. I wanted to say something back, but the words stuck in my throat. Maybe confronting Davis here, in front of everyone, had been a mistake. But I was here now. Davis smirked. “You hear that? Freak. If I were you, I’d leave

Alexandra's POVAs I did expect, everyone at school stared, from getting down from the same vehicle with Davis to walking across the large school hall.Davis didn't care, he walked ahead, his head up high, ignoring the stares of the students, at least it was not his erotic diary that everyone read. His best friends came along, shook hands and took him away like nothing had happened. While my Friend summer was nowhere to be found. She didn't support me when I decided to go confront Davis, she was probably also upset that I didn't tell her Davis was my stepbrother.As I entered the class, my presence started a mocking laughter amongst the students. Yeah, laugh all you want guys. I rolled my eyes at them. Just then, I saw Summer, talking to a female student. Has she noticed my presence? Was she ignoring me on purpose? “Summer.” I called out calmly.She stopped talking, she looked up, her green eyes glared at me. “Can we talk?”“You can see I'm busy, Alexandra.”“I know…just let me e

Alexandra's POVWe finally got to the venue for the party, but it wasn't a clubhouse as I had expected it to be. It was an actual house, rather a mansion. I drooled just by looking at the building as we approached it. And I must say, Davis really had great taste for badass rich girls.As we moved closer, the loud sound of rap music pierced into my ears. Drake opened the door, and Davis entered. I was the last to walk in and Drake didn't care to almost close the door at my face.“The king of the party has arrived.” The DJ announced, followed by the loud screams of people that looked like Benison students. They were quite unnoticeable at first, with all those makeup and fancy dresses they had on.Then a scowl followed on everyone's face the moment they noticed me walking into the room.“What's the squammy girl doing here?” I heard them mutter and laugh at me…definitely the uniform had hit their laughter button too hard.Davis no longer paid attention to me, instead his lips were now glu