Todos los capítulos de My Stepbrother and His Friend: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

PIERRE POV~FLASHBACK~“Okay, what is your worst fear?” The lovely stranger asked from my side. I whisked my head to the side to get a better view of his handsome face for a good before looking up into the night sky. Away from the city lights, the stars were brighter here, marring the entire and casting a faint glow to the earth. The ocean breeze was calm, fawning gently around us and bathing us in the fresh brisk. Everything about this place screamed serenity, and I wished I could just freeze this moment so it can last forever.“My worst fear…” I repeated, regarding his question harder than I probably had to. He was likely referring to phobias or smaller things that caused me great discomfort, and here I was already thinking about the end of the world. “Yes. Something that you are so afraid of or something that you wish it could stay hidden.” His silhouette moved when he shifted to the side, then propped himself onto his elbow before staring at me intently. From this view, I knew t

PIERRE POVTime elapsed in a fraction of a heartbeat, and slowly yet profoundly, I found myself warming up to the entire Z4 gang. I should say, serving them was not as bad as I thought it would be, and not because they were treating me as a part of them, but because they were humans with flesh and blood like me and everyone else. Outside their posh, extravagant lifestyle everyone wished for, they were still teenagers. Stupid, stubborn, hotheaded, and sometimes downright annoying. They did all the crazy and typical things any normal teen boy would do in the last year of his high school life. They dated (especially Romeo who seemed to be living up to his name by changing girls almost every hour), they drank like lunatics, and well, they were pretty fun. They were the total opposite of what the whole world and all of Empire Academy painted them. And I was really gratified to come to the knowledge that they were not all glittery even in their comfort zones. However, as soon as they lef

POSEIDON POVI WAS GOING TO MURDER HIM. Fuckin’ cold.“What? I did not nothing.” Sebastian rolled his shoulder backward before wiping his bloodied lip, then stole a glance behind me where stood Pierre, and smiled. He didn’t have the right to fuckin’ look at him.“You motherfuckin’ piece of shit.” Anger rose inside of me like an angry tide, causing a surge of power to vibrate inside of me; pure rage and resentment spreading like a fucking tumor all over me. In a blink of an eye, I was on top of him, again.Screams filled the afternoon space as my fist collided with his cheek before he abruptly caught my wrists, twisting my whole form to the side, almost sending me face-first on the cold solid pool deck. I hooked my left foot underneath him, causing him to trip over and fall on his ass, pulling me over with him. I landed on the concrete floor with my elbow, causing a numbing pain to shoot through my entire system. But the pain was nothing compared to the fury burning inside of me. It

PIERRE POV8 DAYS.Full 8 days with no clear indication of furtherance between the guys. The tension between them was still so thick you could drill it with a wood saw before carving it into miniature sculptures resembling their fine selves. Everything was just so awkward, the atmosphere so strange that I found myself fidgety all the time whenever they were all around. The laughter and joy that used to reign among the boys were long gone, and Romeo and Elon were left playing mediator between Poseidon and Sebastian. I could tell that all of them were not so used to all of this, it was a foreigner to them. I tried to talk Poseidon into talking things out with Sebastian, but he was still so hot-headed, refusing to see his wrong and flat-out denying everything. He had every right to be upset about what had happened. I would have lost it too. But heavens, wasn't a week enough to let go of all the resentment? I know damn well that it was all because of me he was being that way, and no amo

PIERRE POVThe sound of cutlery colliding with the plates and the soft chatter of my mom and Gabe’s voice filled the small cozy dining room. It was mom who woke up and decided that it was a good day to eat in this room instead of the usual one, after all, there were about 3 more dining rooms or rooms resembling a dining room that were left unexplored. With me sitting across from the one person I so didn't have the strength to look at, I kept my gaze on my plate the entire time, chasing the broccoli around the plate with two peas that were remaining after I had gobbled my food down. I hated broccoli. I could feel a heated wave pivoting at me from across the table, but I had no courage to look up because I knew I would find the raging storm staring at me. “Your lip is pretty bad, big guy. Need some help with that?” Mom asked from my side, her voice directed at Poseidon. Still, the heated wave didn’t leave me, not even in that split second when his attention was needed elsewhere.“I