All Chapters of Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

Tallulah's POV The calmness in the air brought me relief as I stared into his expression, full of remorse. I couldn't help but admire his bravery, how he stood his ground when it came to protecting me. He shrugged lightly, his eyes shooting at the car. “So, are you going to drive off or what?” he asked, my brows rising in confusion. My fingers felt the keys in my palms, realizing that he had given me his car keys a moment ago. I was beginning to recall our conversation about me taking his car while he walked to my dorm. “Are you sure you want to hand the love of your life over to me?” I teased, earning a chuckle from his lips. He snickered. “Come on, Lula. We both know you're the love of my life. That car’s just a substitute now that you're my stepsister.” I found the joke awkward rather than funny, but I smiled anyway, backing away from him and striding to the front seat. I opened the door and slid into the driver’s seat, the leather cool against my skin and the steering wheel

Tallulah's POV Seeing him in a totally different outfit made me doubt if I was staring at the same gangster I met a few days ago. He still looked a bit wild, but not in a way that screamed drugs and guns. He just seemed like the kind that would attract trouble even without trying. And that skateboard he clenched casually as he strode into the classroom showed just how daring he was. Who skates to class? “I expect you all to share McAlister's resolve to arrive at my class early. I do not tolerate lateness.” I watched him from the corner of my eye as he sauntered into the classroom, making his way to one of the seats on the next row, at the rear of the class. The class kicked off with Mr Douglas doing all the necessary introduction before sharing the syllabus for the course with us. His lecture was actually quite interesting, resonating with the aura he brought with him. All the while, I couldn't help but dread the tension Marcus would bring if he stepped in to find that Connor wo

83. Kathie's POVThe following days of lectures came in a rush, each day filled with two or more lectures which lasted two hours each. There was so much information to take in as the lectures did their best to make sure that everyone understood what they were teaching. I knew it wasn't this way in other colleges. I heard from my friends that their lectures don't even bother to come to classes most times, and when they did, they taught their courses to a class of over two hundred students, not caring if the students understood what they taught or not. I wouldn't blame them though, imagine having to make each of those hundreds of students understand each lecture. It would be exhausting. The only suffocating thing about this school was my new roommate, Bella Terrace. I wouldn't exactly use the word ‘suffocating’ due to the fact that it was a sweet kind of uneasiness I felt whenever she was present in the room. Most of the time, she was always on her PC, typing quickly in a manner that

Lililan's POVThe sight of the three siblings, Tallulah, Marcus and Kathie leaving the house in the sparkling Ferrari threw my mind into tides of thoughts as I wondered how their school would be like and how they would cope now that they would be away from home during the weekends. I wasn't that worried about Marcus since he had already been in school for four years, graduating with a perfect grade. My concern was about the girls, Kathie and Lula. Before I graduated highschool, I had met Tallulah's father and had the affair with him that changed my life forever. My dream of going to college to study a course which would help me do what I loved was destroyed with the sight of that strange but handsome fellow. When I found out I was pregnant and was far from the prevention stage, I kept the secret away from my grandmother who I loved since I had lost my parents when I was just ten years old. Life was already rough for us since she and my uncle struggled to pay the fees and afford my e

Marcus’ POVMy mind wandered about, trying to imagine why she wasn't taking her calls, considering the fact that it was already 9am and the carteen must have served her dinner an hour ago which would have given her enough time to be in her room at this hour. I dialed the number over and over again, but it was still the same result. The series of dial tone beeps on and on until the call was cut. The only two reasons I could think of was either she was asleep or she just didn't want to talk to me. But both reasons seemed strange due to the fact that I knew Tallulah never slept early nor would she want to avoid speaking to me. We hadn't gotten into any dispute lately, and most importantly, the last time we parted after she strode into her dorm, her chins were flushed against her will with a warm smile across her lips. I could feel a smirk creeping across my lips as I thought of how perfect she looked as she walked away into the girl's dormitory with her box trailing behind her. Even t