All Chapters of Help Me, Stepbrothers, For I Have Sinned: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Lavender:“Umm, I love the taste of this burger,” I said, taking another big bite and then closing my eyes to appreciate the flavor.All the while, Igor had turned in his seat, watching me with amusement in his eyes.He had finished his burger in only two minutes. In fact, such a big bun looked tiny in his hands.“Lavender,” he said my name, and I finally snapped out of my own world, “I really like you.”He pouted and rested his head against the seat, looking really sad. I knew why. Our relationship could lead to a lot of problems. First of all, we didn’t want the mafia to come after us—especially his brother. And then there was his father and my mother—they would kill us if they found out we had started a relationship.“I don’t want my father to marry your mother. I don’t want this relationship to become something really forbidden on the island we live on and in the circle we work in,” he said, hinting at the mafia without actually saying it, so my mood wouldn’t get ruined.“What are

Lavender:I was completely naked now, watching his cock as he rubbed it against my pussy. I didn't ever think I would lose my virginity like that. But I was so ready for it.He pushed the head of his cock inside, and I closed my eyes to hide the pain I felt. His hands grabbed my breasts while he began to push his dick deeper into my vagina.Once he was fully in me, he laid on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. Our bare chests met, my breasts pressed so hard against his.His tongue explored my mouth, moving around my cheeks and then going down my throat while his dick moved inside me.His every thrust was gentle and full of passion. His cock took its time going in and out of me while he kissed me deeply.His hand reached my pussy, and while he fucked me, his finger rubbed my clit. The pleasure started to build up inside me, and as his thrusts got faster, our kiss broke, and loud moans started to escape my lips.He then turned me to my side, wrapped his arm around my breasts f

Lavender:My body froze for a second before I shook myself back to reality and instantly called out to her, “What are you doing here?”It was the dramatic way she paused and turned around to tilt her head that told me she wanted me to know it was ridiculous of me to ask that question.“I came here to see Easton. Why, I can’t be here without your permission now? Or do you intend to accuse me of something and kick me out as well?” she stepped back onto the front porch, standing in front of me as if confronting me.“I was just asking. No need to be hostile,” I replied. I had never liked her. Even when she used to come to our house, she would make sure to sit in the corner, only to gather my stepsisters and take them away for sleepovers. My mother would force me to go with them, and they’d use me as their personal maid the whole night. It was a horrible experience. So seeing her stand in front of me once again reminded me how she ruined my childhood.“Hostile? You have no idea what hostil

Lavender:I had hung up on Igor in a panic. I was so lost and upset that I didn’t even know what a proper response to that kind of attitude would be. Was Igor joking with me? Was he just stressed or did he really mean what he said?Or was he taunting me?“I called you for lunch, but you haven’t touched your food,” Nikon snapped me out of my thoughts with his booming voice. His voice was always so deep and full of confidence. He had asked me to come for lunch, and I had joined him and Easton in the dining room.But ever since I sat down, I kept my head down and just played with my food using my fork. There were moments when I blinked a few too many times to keep the tears from falling.“I’m really not hungry,” I muttered, trying to act like I was okay. But my eyelids felt so heavy, I was sure they could see something was off with me.“Hmm, still, eat something and then go rest,” Nikon said, pointing at my plate. I gave him a nod and took a bite of the steak, chewing it with difficulty

Lavender:I had just gotten off the horse after hours of riding. Nikon had helped me the whole time. He was quiet and cold, like always, but I could tell he was a little amused watching me try to ride. That was all—I didn’t expect more from him.We stood outside the stables. They were long, clean buildings with wooden walls and wide doors. The place smelled of fresh hay and warm earth. The air was cool and peaceful. Inside, the horses stood tall and proud. Their coats shone in the soft light. I had never seen such fine animals before—strong, calm, and beautiful. Nikon said they were the best breeds. I believed him.It was then my eyes landed on a horse that I didn’t ride. She was standing a little apart from the others. Her coat was a deep, dark brown—almost black—and her mane fell like silk over one eye. She was tall, with long legs and a proud neck. But there was something gentle about her too. Her ears twitched as I got closer, but she didn’t move away.Her eyes met mine. They were