บททั้งหมดของ Owned By My Stepbrothers : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

ARESHis breath hitched as he struggled to get a word out. His hand fell on mine trying to pull it away but I only dug deeper. His groans of pain sounded delicious to my ears. “Finish it,” I dared. My body was changing but I was holding on. “Go on,” I said calmly. “I…. I…release me,” He said proudly. “Darien beg,” his friend said hastily. “N…no,” Darien argued. “Just do it,” His friend yelled. “Stop being so damn stubborn.”“No!” Darien yelled back and my claws

ARES Beep! Beep!  I checked my phone and read Luca's message. “All set. I'm waiting for your arrival.” “Don't be. I love to be fashionably late,” I texted back.  “Since when did you care about fashion?” His response came.  “Since I got interested in a girl.” I waited, staring eagerly at the phone's screen. I wasn't disappointed, he replied. “Stay away from her. We have to focus tonight.” “I focus just fine with her. We'll be with you soon.” 

Nadia's POVI was still thinking of the simplest dish to pick when he pulled me to the bed.I sat down with his help, pushing me gently on the bed. “You can continuethinking, sitting down.”I swallowed hard. “It’s just…things with my mother.”He chuckled softly, though it sounded bitter. “We both have mommy issues.”That dragged a laugh out of me before I could stop it. “And daddy issuestoo.”His smile tilted.My chest ached. I moved suddenly, wrapping my arms around him tightly.

Nadia's POV“Do I know you?” My voice cracked.“No,” he responded gently, still offering me the napkin. His hands reachedfor mine and placed them on mine. That's when I snapped out of my frozenstate.“I am so sorry. I hope you aren't hurt. I am ready to take care of theexpenses,” he said.“Blood,” Miralyn's voice rang in my head. She stirred inside me, clawingupward.I yanked my hands back, startled. My gaze darted instinctively to my motherfrom ac

LUCACyrus stood there, his hand dripping with blood. One of the Astorian members stepped forward and offered him a napkin. Cyrus took it, pressed it against his hand, and said, “Thank you,” in a calm voice.I kept my eyes on him, but I noticed everything around me. Evelyn tried to keep her face still, but her eyes betrayed her. She looked shaken, almost broken from the inside. And when I compared Cyrus’s face with hers, I saw it—the sharp jawline, the eyes, the small tilt of his nose. The resemblance was clear.I had been digging into Cyrus’s family ties for a while, but I couldn't access some of it. His mother had died after giving birth or so the media said. They look like mother and son. My wolf announced. We can't say anything yet. I replied. You have been thinking about it for some time. Queen Evelyn sure knows him. She's been looking at him for a while. She may be in shock. I responded and my wolf laughed. It was a mockery and I endured it. You're not a dumb wolf. Unlike y