My Heartless Stepbrother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

MEGHANI sat in the dark, contemplating whether I should jump out the window or not.My room was too high, so there was no way I could safely land on the ground without breaking my neck. I hated being here with Chase, but not enough to kill myself.Besides, it's not like he was torturing me here. He hadn't even tried to kiss me since last night. In fact, I haven't seen him since he said goodbye this morning. Where was he, anyway? I wanted to have a long chat with him. What was his plan with me? There was no way I was willing to be his mistress, so he couldn't keep me a prisoner here forever! I was planning on keep fighting him until he was annoyed by me. But now, I also had to worry about someone else hurting me.Who were those men anyway?Someone knocked on my door. Was it Chase? I didn't feel like seeing him, but I bet he would come in even if I told him no."It's Leslie."Oh. I was weirdly disappointed it wasn't him. I was hoping to ask him more about last night."What is it?" I as

CHASEAnother minute rolled by after Meg declared her love for her stepbrother, but I said nothing yet.So my suspicions are confirmed. That asshole Adrian had her before me. I didn't want to believe it."You need to hear it again? I love Adrian. Not you. It was never you. Even when I was dating you in Boston, I thought about him all the time.""You are lying," I said with gritted teeth."No. I never wanted us to be in a serious relationship. I cared for you, and I wanted to fall in love with you, but I just couldn't. I could only think about Adrian."I moved toward her fast, then grabbed her throat. "Shut up.""Do you know why I never had sex with you? Because Adrian was my first, and I had a slither of hope that he would be my last," she hissed.Her words cut me deep like a knife."So you did fuck your brother, huh? I had a feeling, but I didn't want to believe it," I snarled."Does it disgust you, Chase? I am not some innocent little virgin. Sure, I fucked him just once, but it did

MEGHAN No. There was no way Chase was dead. He couldn't be, right? I closed my eyes, hoping this was just a nightmare. It will soon be over once I open my eyes again. But I was wrong because Chase was still lying on the ground, covered in his own blood when I opened my eyes. I touched him again. His skin was turning cold. So I did lose him forever. It was my fault he was dead. His gun was lying right beside him, so I snatched it off the floor. "Really? Do you think you can shoot me after what you just witnessed?" Chase's father laughed. "How can you laugh after killing your own son? Don't you have any conscience at all?" I cried out. "Don't you feel sad for losing your only son?" "Of course I do. I loved my son," he snarled. Funny way of showing it. "Like you said, he was my only son. He was supposed to be my successor and take over my business. But he betrayed me by trying to pick your side instead of mine. And I would rather have a dead son than a traitor son." I felt sic

MEGHANLaughter, a gun firing off, and Chase's dead body falling limp to the floor were all part of the images hunting my brain. It woke me up with a jerk, and I felt disoriented and lost.Fluorescent light hit my eyes, and I groaned.Where the heck was I?I blinked life into my eyes, freezing once seeing Adrian's more giant hand engulfing mine. He was behind me, acting like my large spoon, probably against his will.I realized Adrian was sleeping in my room again.One by one, the memories crept back. I was back at the house, and now, I was at home, safe. And Adrian tried to comfort me at every chance he got. He was always bringing me my favorite snacks or books I liked.It had been a week since I was kidnapped, and now it seemed I was stuck with a stepbrother that forcefully cared for me.Stuck...That sad word made my chest constrict. Even though I liked Adrian, it left a sour taste in my mouth, knowing he was only comforting me because he saw it as his duty. He kept saying it wasn'

ADRIANI passed Maggie a smile while cutting into my meat. It felt great being at a restaurant for a change instead of being stuck at the house. While I loved my dad and stepmother, I was tired of living under the same roof as them. I longed to feel like a grownup and do whatever I wanted without them breathing down my neck. Therefore, I applied for various places to work this week. Now all I needed to do was play the waiting game. The wait was killing me, though. I was impatient and wanted to move out as soon as possible. It would be heaven if Maggie and I didn't have to sneak around and pretend not to be lovers anymore. We were a couple, but we had decided not to tell our parents about our relationship. Not yet.There was no reason to spill the beans and create family drama before we knew how serious we were. Instead, we had chosen a life of sneaking around inside our parent's home. We usually snuck into each other's bed at night, and while it had been exciting at first, I was