Lahat ng Kabanata ng You are Mine, Stepbrother!: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The warm familiar face welcomes me and my body vibrates at the sight of the one man who has been so kind to me for apparent reason made known. My shoulders begin to shake from the amount of burden I was holding back on, I was so tired and I needed for all of this to be over. All I could continue to ask myself was what could I have possibly done to have them hate me this much, to have them sort out to ruin my life so much. “Detective Ben.” I whisper and the man takes long strides to my side, he bends one of his knee to the ground to reach my height, I was so desperate for comfort, I hugged and held on to him as tight as I could. “What are you doing in here?” Detective Ben asks and I shake my head. “I'm being accused of murder.” I tell him and he stares at me in shock. “Who's murder?” Detective Ben asks and I let out a sob. “The Intentional murder of Scarlett Harrington's child and almost killing Scarlett, I didn't do it. “ I sob telling the confused looking man in front of me

Dominic Garcia barely spares the uniformed men a glance as he grabs a hold of my hand willing to dragme along with him. My face turns to meet the terrified faces of everyone but the one with the most terrorwritten all of her face was Bianca, I would throw her a smirk if this wasn't too good to be true and I wasn'tso confused and overwhelmed already.“A-An-Ana.” Bianca calls trembling so hard. I can see Dominic Garcia's hands trembling for control ofhis very self, I watch the man in surprise, he barely showed more than expression on his face for the timesthat I have met the man, it's only that I have to always search to find the barely visible expressions on hisface that I managed to, so I wonder what he would be so upset for now, especially just after sightingBianca.“Mr. G-Garcia.” Ryan's father comes forward trembling. He was nothing like the man who would sit andboss everyone around, he looked like a wet dog all ready for slaughter.Dominic Garcia stops in his tracks and hi

Another thought immediately crosses my mind, and I can’t help the mischievous smile that spreads across my face. Jersey notices, raising an eyebrow slightly as I turn toward her. "You know," I begin, "I've been thinking." My voice has a playful lilt to it, though what I’m about to say is anything but a joke. "You’re really good at what you do in the jewelry business. Like, really good. You’ve been doing this longer than I have, and you know more about the inner workings than I ever could."Jersey's expression remains calm, though I can tell she’s wondering where this conversation is heading. She nods, a quiet acknowledgment of the compliment, but it’s clear she’s holding back a response, waiting for me to get to the point."You've taken care of the store long before I ever set foot in it," I continue, "and on top of that, you’ve always been the one looking out for everyone. You care so much about this place and the people in it." I pause, letting the words settle for a moment. “With

"That's good," I mutter tiredly. Seeing everything fall apart was all I wanted for so long, but now that it's actually happening, I find myself less interested than I expected.Jersey, standing across from me, studies my face carefully. "I think a warrant should be going out for both your mother and stepfather any moment now," she says quietly, her voice carrying a seriousness that matches the situation. "This is big, Ana. Are you okay?"I shrug, unsure how to answer. The truth is, I don't know what I’m feeling anymore. "Yeah, I guess," I say after a moment, trying to convince myself as much as her.Jersey doesn't seem to buy it. She watches me with concern, her brow furrowed. “You sure? It’s okay if you’re not, you know. This is... it’s a lot.”"Yeah," I repeat, softer this time. “I’m fine.”There’s a pause, thick and uncomfortable. Jersey looks like she wants to say something more, but instead, she rubs the back of her neck awkwardly. "I'm going to bed," she announces, and I know sh

“What did you just say to me?” Ryan asks, clicking the gun at me.“What, you can dish out food but you can't eat it?” I ask him. “I said you are a daddy pleasing bastard youknow that or don't you?” I say and Ryan angrily takes long strides towards me, pointing the gun directlytowards the side of my head and I glare at him instead of shrinking away in fear.“Do you know what will happen to entire family if Dominic Garcia finds out something happened to mein your home, you could have it all covered up with the law but he will find you at the end of the day andhe won't stop until you are rotting six feeth underneath.” I stubbornly state, I wasn't so sure about all that Ijust said but one thing I knew was Dominic Garcia was immensely protective for a reason quite unknownto me.Ryan needed me so I knew he wouldn't pull the trigger unless his bipolar self and easily angeredtemperament was too much for him to handle.“Ryan please stop.” Beatrice begs coming to put a hold on Ryan's sho