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WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 53
MelanieI crawled out of a toilet stall like a very confused, very dangerous spider and then proceeded to perform the most undignified escape in the history of dramatic exits. Picture me, one leg out the tiny bathroom window, the other tangled in a gown I dearly regretted wearing, my hands clawing at the ledge like I’d suddenly remembered I disliked gravity. When I finally dropped into the night, landing with all the grace of a sack of oranges, the world slowed for the briefest second. A shadow detached from the darkness like it had been waiting in the wings. The shadow belonged to Dante and he was standing there as if he hadn’t just watched me perform a bathroom acrobatic. His eyes found mine and for a heartbeat there was that familiar, infuriating jolt — like getting snagged on a power line.He held out a coat — a heavy, dark thing that smelled faintly of smoke and something sweet I never could place. He didn’t smile. He didn’t need to.“Follow me,” he said.Follow him? To where?
WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 52
MelanieThe first thought in my head when I woke up wasn’t breakfast, wasn’t Federico’s endless shouting which had gotten louder at night, and certainly wasn’t Aria’s quinceañera which was today. It was the box.I couldn’t shake it if my mind. As I zipped up my dress. my eyes kept drifting to where I’d shoved the thing into the back of my closet. That ridiculous pink box, so deceptively innocent wasn’t so innocent after all.Inside it, the necklace still gleamed in my memory—silver chain with a pendant that was shaped like a tiny clock. At first, I’d wanted to laugh. What is this, Beauty and the Beast? Is Lumière about to waltz in here? But the longer I stared at it, the more the joke died in my throat as I noticed the D shaped letter scribbled at back of the pendant. No. It wasn’t whimsical. It was Dante. It was a message.A clock. A countdown. My time ticking away.I’d wanted to march into Federico’s office right then and slam the thing on his desk. But Aria’s big day was hours aw
WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 51
MelanieIf there was one thing louder than gunfire, it was Federico when he was angry. All day he stormed through the mansion like a bull with a grudge, barking orders, snapping at his men. He was practically foaming at the mouth about Dante.“I want him found,” he thundered, pacing the living room as though his shoes had personally offended him. “I don’t care if you have to drag him back by his hair. I must teach him a lesson he’ll never forget!”And there I was, sitting on the sofa, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I was actually watching everything play out just like Aria. My Mom, on the other hand, fluttered behind Federico trying to calm him down. But Federico wasn’t having it. He was bent on finding Dante.He whirled on my mother with fire in his eyes. “I love you, Maria. And I will protect you and Melanie even if I have to chain that boy in the basement forever. So please don’t stop me from doing this.”My mom of course stepped aside and Federico went back to shouti
WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 50
MelanieMy heart was beating like a malfunctioning drumline inside my chest. No, scratch that—it was more like a toddler with too much sugar banging on a saucepan. Every thump echoed in my ears, and I couldn’t tell if it was fear, guilt, or the undeniable fact that Federico’s hand was now cupping my cheek as though I were some fragile glass ornament about to shatter. Well, thank you Federico.“Melanie,” he called out and I heard Dante groan.Federico must have heard it too because his sharp eyes narrowed , like a hawk spotting prey before returning to me. I felt like the mouse trapped between two predators, except one of those predators also happened to make my knees weak and my brain short-circuit. Thanks a lot, Dante. Couldn’t you just be less… you?“I need you to tell me if what Juan is saying is true?” Federico’s voice was steady, calm, almost too calm for a man who might have just discovered that his son moonlighted as my potential murderer. His thumb moved brushing against my
WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 49
MelanieJuan’s eyes darted around like he was making sure no one was listening before he finally said, “Dante is trying to kill you.”I blinked at him. I expected a lot of things out of Juan’s mouth, but that line? That was very unexpected.My lips parted. “Excuse me?”“Dante wants to kill you,” he repeated like I didn’t hear him the first time.“I know that he wants to kill mw Juan. I’m just wondering how you knew about this?”Juan jerked back like I’d slapped him. “You know?”I nodded and Juan looked at me like I had lost my damn mind.“Shit. he’s already threatened you, hasn’t he?” Juan’s eyes narrowed. “I should’ve known he’d pull that move.”“How long has the threats been going on?” He asked.“That’s not what matters now. What matters is how you know Juan?”He drew in a slow breath, eyes flicking away for a moment before locking back on mine. “Because I’ve seen it before. The way he hovers around you, the way he controls you. it’s the same damn pattern he showed in the past.”“
WANTING MY STEP—BROTHER Chapter 48
DanteGuilt.That fucking emotion I thought I’d buried a long time ago clawed its way back into me tonight. Walking out of Melanie’s room, leaving her there with that soft look in her eyes, I felt it settle heavy in my chest. It was like a goddamn anchor dragging me down.If I hadn’t let my anger take over, I wouldn’t have driven so fast and knocked us both into a ditch. I was back to thinking of the what ifs. What if things went worse and she got hurt.Fuck! I was caring about her.Melanie was once again reminding me I wasn’t this cold bastard I’d built myself into.But the feeling of guilt didn’t last like everything else, guilt was fleeting. By the time I reached my room I was swallowing up the usual feeling I was familiar with—self-loathing. I was back to regretting my actions. Back to reminding myself that I wasn’t built to feel. I wasn’t supposed to feel.But I knew this was way out myControl now because every time I touched her, every time her fucking lips parted aro
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