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WALK IT OFF

ผู้เขียน: Jubril Zainab
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-02-12 08:00:36

NORA'S POINT OF VIEW

All of a sudden, the door was kicked open. Well, it didn’t just open; it was thrown off its hinges. I winced at the loud rattling sound of it slamming against the wall to reveal who was behind it.

Asher barged into the room, dressed in a crisp white linen shirt and tailored slacks. He glanced at me once, icy blue eyes running over my body. He smelled of the same expensive cologne, an air of arrogance about him.

He didn’t ask if he could sit. He plopped onto the mattress, th
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  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   FLIPPED THE SCRIPT

    ASHER’S POINT OF VIEW.The jet felt like it was plummeting, fast approaching the ground beneath us at that revelation. My brows furrowed, both with surprise, confusion, and disbelief. “What… the hell are you on about?” I scoffed with an eye roll. “I’m still not over the fact that you can actually speak, but you expect me to believe Nora, the same Nora we all know, is someone who can make me penniless.”“Asher…listen to your mother,” Dad says, his voice patient while he strokes her hair like she’s some cat. “Stop it, Dad. I know who my mother is, and she’s not some housekeeper now dressed in some suit.” I snapped, dropping the glass of bourbon. At that, both of them pause yet again, sharing a look before turning to me.“I believe this is my fault, Asher.” Helen smiles weirdly. “I did tell your father to keep the truth away from you so we could give you the most normal life possible; a feat that was almost impossible given the circumstances of your birth.Listen….I started working for

  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   WHO IS NORA MACIE?

    ASHER’S POINT OF VIEW.“Where did you go last time?” I stared at Lydia’s text, my blood boiling with irritation, anger, and shock from what just happened with Nora. I’m back on the jet, anger still coursing through me. She slapped me….she actually slapped me.Not only that, she dared not believe me. I prepared everything; the fake report, added a few cries to the mix, and even told her I had a terminal illness. The Nora I know would have begged me, pleaded with me to take her back with me so she could be with me every step of the way.Instead, she’s Damien’s bitch now….and I will not wait around to see that horror movie. Just as I am about to fling my phone aside, another text comes in… from dad.FATHER: How did it go? Is she on the jet with you now?He texts, and for a moment, I’m tempted to cook up some sort of lie. However, I find the truth is much better, like ripping a Band-Aid off.ME: No, father....she didn’t believe me. FATHER: You should have knocked her out with something,

  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   WE'RE JUST FRIENDS.

    NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.His caressing of my arms pauses momentarily as soon as my question drops, and he appears… confused. “Close?” He asks, pulling away from me to walk over to the television. Following behind him, I plant myself on the couch, pulling at the sleeves of his shirt, “I wouldn’t say we’re close….she and I are more like family friends. We sort of had no choice but to see each other every time. Her father and mine are business partners, and her mother was friends with mine before…” he trails off, the space heavy between us. I pressed a palm to his hands, adding the only semblance of comfort I could give. He sighs, releasing a heavy, terse breath. “So yeah….she and I are just…….family friends, as I said earlier.”I licked my dry lips, swallowing, and preparing myself to ask another hard question: “So, nothing’s happened between you two? You haven’t kissed her, or promised her you’d date her….or anything like that?”He chuckled, the sound full of absurdity, as if my question

  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   PROXIMITY

    NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.Grandma Sterling’s hand lingers on my cheek for a moment, the same soft smile still on her lips, her eyes full of something I don’t understand. “Grandma, let go of my girl.” Damien practically whines, nearly pushing her palm off my face. When he does, she smacks him across the cheek this time.“Don’t you dare stop me from touching my daughter!” she nearly hisses, before grabbing me by both hands. “Tell me, Nora…how did you two meet? Who are your parents? What do you do for a living? What’s your last name? Oh, you must let me meet your mother….I can already see it. You and Damien, probably a few months from now, well married, and then I finally have my grandbabies!”“Whoa, Mrs. S, you might want to slow down….marriage….that isn’t really something we should be discussing right now.” My heart sank to a deep pit at that, and I turned to him, at the same time as his grandmother, my eyes wide in fright. Did seeing Blair make him no longer want to be with me?Does he pr

  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   WHAT'S YOUR TYPE?

    NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.I stood there, arms wrapped around my midsection as I watched Blair wrap her arms tightly around Damien. Her eyes were focused on mine, and although her facial expression was still so innocent, I swear I could see something vindictive in her eyes. “Alright then,” Damien says with a laid-back chuckle, pulling away from her to wrap his arm around my waist again. This time around, I don’t return the gesture. My arms are around my body, acting as a shield against the aching cold in my heart. “Now that the misunderstanding is out of the way, Auntie Sara, you and Blair may go ahead now. I am a happily taken man by my girlfriend.” He smiles at me, a feat I cannot bring myself to return, even if it's fake. \Blair turns to me fully now, a wide smile on her lips like she’s seeing her bestie after a long time. “Ah, that’s true….I want to say I didn’t see you, but you’re hard to miss.” She snickers, her tone light and soft. Clapping Damien on the shoulder, she adds, “Damie

  • OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER!   FIANCEE??

    NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide, and my heart is still as I watch the elderly woman with eyes that mirrored my boyfriend's own standing before me. My grip on the bag slackens, but before it can fall with a thud, I grip it tighter, my knuckles nearly white from the harshness of my grip.“F-fian….I’m sorry.” I gulped, wiping the sweat on my brow with the sleeve of Damien’s shirt. “Fiancee?” I whispered, but the woman barely glanced at me anymore. She steps past me and stares around her with her nose high in the air, a foul expression on her face. “Are you some sort of escprt?” she asks, wiping a finger on the couch before flicking invisible dust away. “Perhaps my grandson kept you for the night, and you have overstayed your welcome? Well, I will have you know that someone else is here to stay.” Her eyes narrow with suspicion and disdain as she walks towards me again. “I know girls like you….”“Girls like me?” I scoffed, barely able to help myself. “Yes. You loo

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