Semua Bab DANGEROUS ADDICTION: In Love With My Stepbrother: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Levi’s POVI could simply say Vianne didn't weigh anything as I carried her in my arms, my grip tightening around her softly as if I wanted her to feel the tightness of me around her.Her breath hitched as her chest rose and fell rhythmically, her arms wrapped around my neck.I glanced down at her but immediately looked away the moment I realized she wasn't comfortable with my eyes on her soaked clothes, it revealed her underwear—pink bra and white panties.The moment I stepped out, the cold night air brushed against my skin and sudden chills ran down my spine, it was colder outside. I bet Vianne will feel like freezing right now because her clothes were wet and she might catch a cold.A cab was already waiting outside for me, its headlights casting a full glow across the street. The soft hum of the engine was the only sound breaking the silence of the tense night.I stepped forward, careful not to jolt Vianne too much, she's already looking exhausted enough. She was light in my arms,

Levi's POVVianne nodded softly, still unable to meet my eyes. She lifted my jacket off her shoulders and took the clothes from me slowly, her eyes hovering below as if she'd fainted if she met my eyes. She sat up with a silent hiss and started to play with the hem of the clothes. I turned my back to her, giving her some privacy. The room was silent except for the faint rustling of the fabric as she change into the nightwear I gave her.When she was done, she remained quiet for a while, then she whispered, "Okay," Her voice was soft and barely audible.I turned around and took a few steps closer to her, my expression calm but serious. "Vianne..." I mumbled almost too quietly, it was as I didn't want to scare her more than she already was.I looked straight into her tired eyes, they were still hovering below. "Look, Vianne, you've got to stop letting treat you like this. You've to stand your grand, Vianne." I paused to search her face for any sign, perhaps, she isn't interstate on my

Levi's POVWithout waiting for another question from Dad, I turned around to leave, but just then, Vianne reached the bottom of the stairs. She greeted both of them—her mom and her dad.I know exactly what my dad is thinking right now—he's probably thinking how lucky he would've been if only Vianne was his daughter and not a useless son like me.But who cares? He should go ahead and think however he wants. That's his shit to care about, not mine.Vianne's mom nodded her head in response to her daughter's greeting, but my dad gave a sweet smile, almost dropping the newspaper in his hand just to spare her all his attention."Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?" he asked, still smiling frantically at her."It was fine," Vianne replied with a soft nod.He didn't stop smiling. "You two should join us for breakfast before heading to school," he added warmly. He was referring to Vianne and me, but his attention was mostly focused on Vianne alone, so I simply ignored him.As much as I tri

Levi's POVRicky leaned forward against his desk, and with a dangerous smile, he said, "Look, Levi...you see, you don't have to worry about anything anymore. You see, I made the bastard bring back my money for the delivery, I even made him pay extra for stressing you yesterday." Ricky smirked proudly, then he paused and swirled his drink a little before he continued, "Oh, and again, did you see your bike outside?" He asked with a grin, "You see, I almost made sure the bike got back too." He finally leaned back into his seat like a king, smiling through his teeth dangerously.I couldn't believe my ears. Well, for some reasons, it was as if I knew it was going to get to this point because no client has ever messed with Ricky like this before, so I was kinda expecting the whole thing to get to this point.I nodded my head thankfully as if I was happy about the bike, the client's bleeding out this much, and the fact that he might not walk out of here alive."He made you go through hell, L

Levi's POV“Yes, ma,” the class chorused like a choir of well-behaved kids. The moment she stepped out, they dropped the act faster than you could blink.Chairs screeched. Laughter exploded. Some kids took out snacks. Phones came out. It was chaos again.Vincent turned to me with a mischievous grin. “Truth or dare?”Derek raised a brow. “Seriously?”“Why not?” Vincent said, already pulling an empty Coke bottle from his backpack. “It’s been a while. Let’s do something fun.”I shrugged. “I’ll pass.”“Oh, come on,” Vincent said. “Don’t be a buzzkill.” he teased.They all looked at me like I was the grumpy uncle at a birthday party. I gave in. “Fine. Whatever.”The game started light.“Truth: have you ever cheated on a test?” The question landed on me.Of course, yes. So I simply said yes, nothing to hide.“Dare: call your crush and confess.” The dare landed on Vince this time around. He frowned and almost did it, but he couldn't, hid pride won't let him, so he simply paid the refusal amo