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Chapter 29 - No Show
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2026-05-15 05:09:22
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The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 29 - No Show
꧁ Marisella ꧂Alexei and the other man, whose name I still don’t know, are long gone before I realize what had happened.He’d successfully avoided telling me anything useful about the situation. He’d distracted me with soft words and a well-timed caress.I glare daggers at the door.He hadn’t even told me his next plan.What would it take to learn his secrets and more?Since I can’t leave the hotel on his orders, I decide to call Mom.“Hello, this is Nurse Giselle at Baptist Faith Hospital. Your mother is resting comfortably. Would you like to leave a message for the attending physician?”I catch myself sighing in relief, then hot guilt makes me stutter a response. “Um, yes… actually, thank you.”The call ends after a short conversation about my mom’s current condition, which is positive, and my concise message.As soon as Alexei gives me the clear, I’ll go see her.I cover my face with both hands and just breathe into them.This… thing with Alexei is affecting me to the point of shyi
The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 28 - Fall
꧁ Marisella ꧂ As soon as the realization hits me, I throw a glance over my shoulder. Wait. Why do I feel guilty? I’m an autonomous young adult who gave a hot guy her number at the club. Who cares if Alexei smashes my phone in a rage if he finds out? To him, every other male apart from his graciously heroic self is a danger to be kept at arm’s length. But he did break Cole’s face, and it’s on me to apologize for his erratic behavior. My fingers fly over the keyboard. Mari: Oh hey, I’m so sorry about tonight. I’m fine, thank you for asking, but are you? Cole: The fucker had a mean right hook. But I’ll live. I never got your name. I recoil at the ease with which this stranger calls my stepbrother names. But of course, he doesn’t know who Alexei is to me. That curious flare of protectiveness that has bloomed toward Alexei roars out of control. Suddenly, I don’t want this stranger to know my name. With a huff, I lock my phone and roll onto the king-sized bed. Bliss. A cloud o
The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 27 - Distraction
꧁ Marisella ꧂ As Alexei stalks back at me, it takes everything to not melt into a puddle on the hotel’s expensive rug. The T-shirt sleeve cuts into his flesh as he folds his arms, chest bunching under clinging fabric. I should be riled up and ready to defend myself against the resentment churning in his gaze, but that pain… that nameless pain that had accompanied it sucks me in like a vacuum. He stops right before me, face twisted to convey emotion too deep to be fake. “You name all the bad things that started happening once I showed up a bit too much for my liking.” This is the first time in a while he’s using so many words with me. It excites me. “How about the good?” he says, nearly growling in that Russian accent. “The good?” My mind is calm, as it usually is when I sense a way in. “Of course. I never got to thank you for Mom’s treatment. And the money that first night. The job at PRISM… I don’t even think verbal appreciation is sufficient.” His face visibly slackens. The
The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 26 - Haunt Me
꧁ Marisella ꧂ With each unanswered ring, my heart caves deeper in my chest. I know I’m being irrational, but the suspicion that Sonya’s avoiding my calls because of what happened at Vanity is incessant. The confusion in her tone when I’d told her who Alexei was is a scalding brand in my skull. I shiver at the thought of her finding out Alexei is the Russian client I’d met that night in her place. How will she take it? My legs stretch out on a sigh, and I scroll through our photos on my camera. We’d been having so much fun. I’d even met someone. And Alexei just had to ruin it. My mind conjures the darkness on his face when he’d said he’ll handle the intruder from last night. How? Had he recognized the man? What exactly is Alexei involved in to warrant an armed trespasser sniffing around the house? If Alexei had been home… A chill runs down my spine. No. Less thoughts about blood and death. That ever present tremble from the moment he’d left me at this hotel
The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 25 - Blood Debt
𖤓 Alexei 𖤓 Marisella is shaking like a leaf in the passenger seat. I’m shaking too, for the same reasons. Except, where she’s terrified about being observed by an intruder in what should’ve been her safe space, I’m seething. Hungry for blood. Aching to rip the spine from the man who’d gotten within meters of my… charge. I don’t know what she is to me anymore. It should be impossible to feel this way toward a stepsister. My knuckles prickle with tension on the wheel. When I drop Marisella at Aston Bay, a hotel with security sharper than its marble edges, her gray-green eyes are the coldest I’ve ever seen them. I don’t like it. “Where are you going?” she asks once I turn to the door after a customary sweep of the room. The building is secure enough to hold her while I complete my earlier mission. “Stay here. I won’t be long.” Her fingers are tight around her bag’s straps, random items sticking out from the open zip. Her soft brows furrow with irritation. “Wi
The Assassin’s Portrait: Stepbrother Dark Romance Chapter 24 - Replay
꧁ Marisella ꧂ The car is in motion before I collect myself. Alexei drives like a devil, speeding so fast the scenery blurs past. “Please tell me you’re joking.” My voice is small. “What did you see? Did you notice anything else?” “No. I… I slept off right after, and this morning I left in a hurry. I was so sure it was you.” “Even if it was, you had no business leaving your door open.” His tone makes me shiver. Why would he say that? I wasn’t in any danger from him… then it dawns. Alexei doesn’t trust himself with me. The tension amps up a thousand degrees. I force my mind away from that train of thought, digging through last night. It could’ve easily been a hallucination supported by alcohol, but I’m sure of what I saw. Even though I couldn’t tell how long the figure had spent at my doorway, I know it had been real. My hands clutch my bag. A real person, not Alexei, had been inside my house while I was vulnerable. My breath comes faster. “Those men… do you think?” “Who
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