บททั้งหมดของ FALLING FOR MY STEPBROTHER : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

BIANCAHonestly, this place feels safe and cozy. I took a quick shower in my luxurious bathroom...... or should I say en suite. But one thing I reminded myself is not to get to comfortable.I don't still agree with all this people. I don't need a big brother nor little sisters. I'm an only child to the Moretti family. I actually got used to the stairs. It was long but I didn't actually care a bit anymore cause I realized it was just stairs. I noticed the living room has CCTV but the upstairs doesn't. Weird.I walked towards the living room but no one was there. I saw a maid. "Excuse me, please where's the dinning room?" I asked."Oh, its this door ma'am" she pointed to right opposite the kitchen hall way. I opened the door and walked in. All eyes fell on me.I walked towards a free seat, ignoring Mr. Rossi's glare. "We were waiting for you Bianca" he spoke. "I lost my way here, I'm sorry" I replied. Mom was shocked when I said I'm sorry."I'm sure you learned etiquette. We don't sh

BIANCAThe look on everyon's face was priceless, like I just did a miracle. How long has he had dinner with his family? Mom stared at me like i just did the impossible. I looked at Emilio, but he only walks past me. He took a seat next to Arianna. I shrugged and walked over to my seat. Mom held my hand. I looked next to me to see her grining at me. "How did you do it?" Mom asked in a whispering tone. I rolled my eyes."You guys could've just asked him to have dinner with you all......." I trailed off, strugging my shoulder. "Easy peasy" I said. "Good evening sir" Milo greeted his father, Mr Rossi didn't even give him a look which was sad. In a way, i actually feel bad for Milo. Everyone started eating their meal and fucking gracious its delicious. My gaze moved over to Milo again, he was busy feeding his little sister Arianna who was still shocked at his presence.Mom felt the tention in the air and I felt it too that they both were'nt comfortable around each other. Mom finally spok

BIANCA Presently, we were at Milo's table. The girl named Blakely smiles at me creepily. I tried as much as possible not to make eye contact with her. "So........ how old are you?" She uttered. I looked at Milo first but he was on his phone. "I'll be seventeen soon" I replied. She nods as if trying to process something. Milo looks at me, more like glere at me. Did I say something wrong. "Wow..... how long have you been his sister? You know, I was not aware that he has a little sister" she said. Okay, this is getting annoying."Who are you to know?" I blurted out. They all looked at me like I said the unexpected. "I mean, not everyone knows" I corrected. "I am more closer to Milo here, so I need to know everything that goes on in his life" she said. Milo and his friends let out a mocking laugh. He recomposed. I really didn't know he had dimples. So fucking hot. "Fuck off, Blakely" he said to the embarrassed girl. She glared at him. "What? I'm only trying to know the relationship

BIANCA I head downstairs for breakfast, looks like I'm early today. I entered the noisy dinning room. I watch as maids walks in with trays of breakfast. Is Mr Rossi home today? He is. "Good morning everyone" I said, taking a seat next to Arianna. I wonder were Milo is. I noticed Mr Rossi was deep in thought, maybe he's wondering why Milo isn't here today. After last scene, he's still wondering?We started eating breakfast but soon later Milo walked in. I looked at him as he walks towards the diner. He took a seat next to my mom. "Good morning everyone" he looks really tired, he hasn't had enough sleep."If you're coming to eat with us, come early or don't come at all" Mr Rossi starts."Ale, stop it." Mom warns. "What matters is that he's here with us all" she put some sense into the man's head. "Eat Emilio" she held his shoulder. He nods and grab a piece of bread with Nutella. The relationship between him and his father is getting worst every day. It's like the man keeps making his

BIANCA For a while now, no one actually came to look for me which I'm thankful about; and for some while, I've been going around, drinking whatever someone gave me and I'm fucking wasted. I kept kissing and making out with complete strangers that I can't even see properly. I'll probably forget everything, just like my life. I've cried like three times in this party, thinking about my life. "Hey cutie" I turned around to see two weird looking guys. "Are you alone?" He asked. The way he called me cutie reminded me of Milo calling me Carina. I cried. But then, it's like the two guys noticed something before walking off. "You're fucked up drunk" Milo.....his voice, he's here. "You.....you asshole......you dickhead prick!" I hit his chest. "You embarrassed me. Why didn't you get hard for me. I was......I was....." I hiccup. "Wet" I placed my head on his chest. "You're drunk, let's go home" he said, ignoring everything I just said. "That's your problem, you don't care..... you're alw