All Chapters of Tempting my stepbrother : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

How could she even say something like that to her own daughter? "I have told you over and over again, I don't want to see you around any man!" She barked. "From now on, you go straight to your lectures and straight back home. No hanging around. I'm only letting you keep that phone because of your schoolwork and group projects. But mark my words, Tessa...I will be going through it whenever I feel like it. If I catch you texting any boy, or if I see a male name on your screen, you'll see a side of me you won't like. Now get out of my sight!" I rushed into my room, locked the door behind me, and collapsed onto my bed. My mind was racing, replaying every harsh word my mom had just screamed at me. She said she was going to be checking my phone from time to time. That single thought made my stomach drop. My mom didn't just dislike Jayden, she didn't want me talking to any man, period. And if she actually went through my phone, I was dead.The first thing I did was set strong passwords

We instantly ripped apart from each other. My hands shook wildly as I snatched my towel, yanking it back down and wrapping it tightly around my body. My heart was practically hammering in my throat. "Jump out," I panicked, pointing frantic fingers toward the open window. "Now!" "I'll hide under the bed," Christian hissed back, looking around the room, totally unbothered by the chaos. "No! My mom checks everything," I whispered, practically shoving his shoulder. "She might search the whole room! You have to go!" "Tessa! What is taking you so long? Open this door right now!" My mom's sharp voice came again, followed by another hard rattle of the brass doorknob. Christian cursed under his breath, grabbing his shirt and shoes. In one smooth motion, he threw himself out the window, disappearing into the branches of the tree outside. I rushed to the window, shut it, and flipped the lock. Then, thinking fast, I ran over to the bathroom door and slammed it shut, hoping the loud th

As I was jumping around my room, my phone buzzed with a stream of notifications. I picked it up and opened our group chat. Olivia and Jayden had already sent dozens of messages, constantly tagging my username to get my attention. I chuckled and quickly typed back. @Callmetessa: Hi guys! @Liv.offiial: Hey baby! How are you preparing for the exams tomorrow?" @Callmetessa: Well, I'm fully relying on Jayden @jayden_cool12: (Laughing emoji) A second later, Olivia started a group voice call. I answered, hearing both of their voices come through the speaker. "I'm so surprised you're even still awake and online by this time!" Olivia said, sounding completely shocked. "Hasn't your crazy mom collected your phone yet?" "Nope," I laughed, relaxing on my bed. "She promised she wouldn't take my phone away because I need it for school projects and assignments. And honestly, even when she is home, she wouldn't know I'm online anyway. I have my privacy in my own room." "Wow, look at

The person I was expecting to see was not standing at my door. It was... I threw my arms around his neck and leaped up, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist. "Oopa!" "Whoa, baby girl, slow down!" he laughed, instantly catching me and swinging me around to balance my weight. "Did you miss me that much, or are you just trying to break my back? "I hate you," I muttered, burying my face deeper into his shoulder and hugging him tighter. "I hate you so much for coming to see me this late." "Sorry, baby girl. I had so much going on, and I was completely swamped with my school project." Conrad said softly into my ear, holding me so tight. Hearing that, I finally unclasped my legs from his waist and slid down until my feet touched the floor. I crossed my arms and glared up at him, though I couldn't completely hide the smile tugging at my lips. "When did you even arrive?" "I just got back into the country about twenty-four hours ago," he said with a grin. "And you di

~~~CHRISTIAN Pov~~~ I couldn't get a damn thing done. All I could think about was Tessa. What the fuck was her problem? One minute things were fine, and the next she was snapping at me, telling me to stay the hell away from her and never text her again. I hated this shit. I hated how she was constantly in my head, invading my thoughts when I had a million other things to deal with. I’d never admit it out loud to a single soul that she was driving me insane. A sudden knock on the door broke my spiral. "Hello Sir? You have a visitor," my secretary said, leaning against the doorframe. She had unbuttoned her blouse just a little too low, practically spilling her cleavage out in a desperate attempt to get my attention. Stupid slut she was. I made a mental note to fire her the second I was done using her. She gave me a sly wink, and a flash of pure disgust washed over me. "Let them in," She nodded and scurried out. A few minutes later, the door clicked open again, revealing