Lahat ng Kabanata ng In Love and Hate With My Stepbrothers: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

"Why did it end, by the way?” Damon asks, unable to hide his interest, “I've always been confused about the way she left... did she talk to you before? Or at some point?" "Not really. One day we were fucking and saying ‘I love you to each other’, the next day she left. We never talked again," I say, that makes his shoulders relax a little. Maybe he’s trying to see if I know about his indiscretion or not. I’ll keep my cards close to my chest in this instance, "You're taking it a lot better than I expected, man. I thought you would freak the fuck out. I mean… this is our little sister, right?" "You really think I would judge you?" he asks, laughing like that's insane, "I'm shocked about the news, but not that surprised. I would've fucked her too... and I'm actually kind of sad you didn't think to share her with me. You used to share all your tens with me." "You think Lily is a ten?" I ask, eyebrows up. Damon freezes for a second, then scoffs and shrugs, "Well, she was... really go

After being in therapy most of my life, I have a great understanding of my own mind and my problems. Mommy issues to the max, some light daddy issues, antisocial personality disorder, borderline personality disorder and obsessive personality traits. Basically, I'm an obsessive sociopath who can't control his emotions or compulsions that much... although, I've been getting better with age. But because of my antisocial personality diagnosis (people like me are often called either sociopaths or psychopaths), I'm obligated by the fucking state to continue a consistent schedule in therapy. Forever. Even if my diagnosis is a secret between me, my shrink, my father and the state. I've had the same shrink for thirteen years now and at this point he's my best friend. I mean, he knows everything about me so I might as well keep him a millionaire who likes me. Anyway, I've told him all about Lily. Zion says I need to stay away from her because she would never understand me, let alone sur

The Tundra Models building had a whole makeover while I was away and now it's even bigger and fancier. And I guess I understand, since the brand has only grown with the years, along with every other company my mom and Harry build afterwards. But this right here is now Damon's reign. I can't believe I'm willingly coming here, but I really want to see some of girls, maybe talk to one of the affected ones and uncover more shit. But as soon as I walk inside, I see Aiden sitting on a couch and my brain short-circuits, making me forget everything except for him. He stands up with his eyes firmly on me, I guess he was waiting here for me. He’s not wearing a suit today, which is kind of weird since that’s his daily attire now. He’s in a basic white t-shirt and jeans, looking relaxed and younger, like the version of him that managed to make me fall in love with him, even when he was a walking red flag. But, fuck, he looks so good, it makes me stop dead in my tracks. I was not expect

"Everyone else out," Damon orders and the other workers walk away, including the photographer. When we're really all alone, I swallow in nerves. Thank god Dean is here, "You don't say the word 'free' in business, ever, especially when someone is willing to throw money at you to get something they want. You're the dumbest bitch I've ever met." "Now I want to work for free even harder," I say, shrugging. Damon takes a deep breath to keep insulting me, I think. "Damon, stop now," Aiden says, but then he looks at me, "Modeling nude is not just another Wednesday, Lily. There's going to be photos of you all over the internet and in big billboards around the country, if not the world. Also, yeah, you can't just do that for free. Dean got offered one million dollars." "Annoying Damon is worth way more than that," I say and shrug again. "Come on, don't be dumb. You can get a million too and then we can buy ourselves some big dumb shit," Dean says, as if we couldn't do that right now.

"Lily, what the fuck are you doing?" Aiden growls, turns out he was the person approaching us, "Cover yourself now.” "This is a nude photoshoot, I have to be nude. Since when are you two such prudes, huh?" I ask and the attention whore side of me is loving having their eyes on me. At the same time. Once upon a time, Virgin Lily dreamt about this situation... but those dreams ended a lot more dirty than anyone could imagine, "They said I'm so perfect, I don't even need much make up." "They want your chapped lips in all their glory," Damon throws at me, trying and failing not to look at my body, "And your boney body. By the way, your tits are all fucked. You're a fucking dry skeleton." "Isn’t that what you like? I look like all those girls in your company, Damon, the girls you pay to model. The girls you most likely have fucked already. So, please don't insult your own taste," I say, proud of myself for that one. Damon looks genuinely surprised by my words, "Aiden, take him away b