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My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin She Was Here
~Jeremy’s POV~The house felt emptier after she left. I hadn’t wanted to let go. I should’ve told her I didn’t want to.I should’ve told her I’d burn the whole damn world just to keep her close.I should have told her my heart had literally stopped when I met her in my room. But instead, I let her walk out of that door, because I was a coward. I poured myself a glass of scotch from my home bar, though I didn’t even want it. It burned down my throat anyway.I could still feel her scent on me. I had never felt so much at peace in my entire life until I wrapped around her earlier. I never knew peace didn’t require much. I had money- lots of it. Heck, I had never been turned down by any girl in my entire life. I barely ask them, they come to me. I have the looks, charm, and definitely the money. But none of those listed fulfilled me.It had only taken for Teyana to come into my life… And my whole perception about fufilment changed. All my life, I had been waiting for her love without
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin Sacred Contact
I took my time dressing up the next morning, pretending I didn’t care, but my trembling hands betrayed me.Every time I tried to clasp my earring, it slipped from my fingers. I must’ve stared at my reflection for a solid minute before realizing I was still practicing the same sentence again,“Mom said you should attend your Dad’s event.” It sounded stiff every time. I sighed and ran a hand over my hair. Why was my voice shaking? Why was I even nervous? and why was overly conscious of my blue round neck and jeans?The drive to Jeremy’s mansion felt like an emotional torture. I kept rehearsing what to say, trying to sound normal. Calm. Unbothered. I wasn’t sure which of those words even applied to me anymore.By the time I parked, my heartbeat was in my throat. I picked my phone and dialed Zayne. Maybe hearing his voice would redirect my head from obsessing over dealing with Jeremy.And I was also curious about the DNA issue which still felt surreal to me by the way. His number hadn’t
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin A DNA Test?
“I don’t understand,” I whispered, easing myself off Zayne’s lap. My heartbeat drummed fast against my chest.He stood up right after I did, raking both hands through his hair and let out a raw, broken laugh- one that sent chills down my spine. “I knew it. I fucking knew it!” he barked, pacing a few steps away from me. His voice cracked like a man shattering. “That psychopath was never my real father.”“Zayne,” I reached out, my voice trembling, “you need to calm down and talk to me.”But he wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were somewhere else—far gone. “Everything has always pointed to it,” he said, his voice shaking. “The way Connor treated me like I was just some stranger in the family, like I didn’t matter. I knew it in my gut.”He stopped pacing and turned toward me. “So I decided to find out for myself.” He exhaled, still catching his breath. “I took his hair from his brush…and ran a DNA test.”My heart shifted in my chest. “You did… a DNA test?”His face paled, eyes hollow. “The
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin Where It Started
“I told Benny I would wait when she said you left for the election show-up. I’ve been waiting for the past three hours.” Zayne said to me, standing there with a red bouquet in his hand and a look that showed soberness. “For you.”Benny- our butler, passed just then. She threw a small smile out way they went inside.I thought I missed Zayne. Heck, I thought about him throughout yesterday, wondering if that was the end of us because he hadn’t reached out after he left me at Carol’s five days ago. But seeing him now…The fondness was still there but there were no butterflies in my belly like I expected. And that brought the question- Did I even love Zayne at all?“Hey,” I gave a polite smile at the same time realization dawned on me. I had only accepted Zayne because I thought he had his emotions in check and knew what he wanted. I didn’t want him for him, but for the idea of him in my head.I wanted Zayne because he made me feel safe and wanted at first. I wanted him because I needed
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin The Perfect Picture
-Five Days Later-The car door opened, and a wave of warm evening air brushed my face. I didn’t want to be here, but I had to- For My Stepfather. In his words ‘People love to vote for a man with a stable family’ and that was the reason why we were all here- with my mother.The flashes started almost immediately — the clicks, the murmurs, the “Mr. Carter!” that rang through the crowd like waves crashing over each other.My stepfather stepped out first, composed as ever in his navy suit, his politician’s smile perfectly in place. The crowd waiting outside the Los Alamos Hills Civic Center erupted into applause. Banners with “Vote John Carter for California’s Senate Seat” fluttered above the stage across the courtyard, the gold print glinting under the sunset glow.“Stay close, both of you,” John said without looking back. My mother smiled softly beside me, her arm looped through his. She looked radiant in her cream gown. The sickness that had hollowed her cheeks for months seemed mome
My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin More Secrets?
I stood quietly as my mother’s eyes darted between John and me, searching for an explanation. Her brows knitted in concern.“Nothing’s wrong,” John said easily, his tone too controlled to be casual. “I was giving her some fatherly advice about her chosen. Zayne.”My mother relaxed a little, though her eyes didn’t lose that suspiciousness. “Want to see me, darling?” John asked and walked up to her, placing a tender kiss on her jaw. “You look so beautiful this morning.”My mother smiled. “I didn’t find you in your room so I thought to check on you here. And I’m curious, when is Jeremy coming home? I’ve missed seeing him around, even though he barely comes home.” She chuckled.Hearing his name after the recent discussion with his father made my chest tighten. I started to walk past them. “Thank you for the advice, Dad. I will take them seriously.” I feigned a sweet smile, not minding that my mother’s eyes were on me as I left the study.It wasn’t long before she found me in the kitchen.
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