Semua Bab 725 Days With My Alpha Stepbrothers : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Stephanie's POV:Turning to face the person, I smiled warmly. "Good afternoon, Nana," I greeted, wrapping her in a hug. She patted my back affectionately. Nana had always been a constant in my life, one of the few people who genuinely cared about me. She was Claire's nanny, but over the years, she had become like a mother figure to me after I moved in with the Mikaelson family ten years ago. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone laced with surprise. I took the shopping bags she was carrying. It appeared she had just returned from the market. "What do you mean, ‘What am I doing here?’" I replied, narrowing my eyes slightly. “I live here, don’t I?” But something didn’t sit right with me. Why wasn't she more surprised to see me? Surely they would have filed a missing person's report by now. Wouldn’t they? “It’s just that Mr. and Mrs. Mikaelson said your mother had taken you for good and we wouldn’t see you again,” she explained, her voice hesitant. Her words hit me

Stephanie's POV:"Wait for me in the black car parked outside; let me take care of things here first," he said after pulling away from the hug."Okay," I replied softly.I glanced back at the room one last time, taking in the mess I caused. Claire's and Jay's unconscious bodies lay crumpled amidst the chaos.A sharp pain pierced through my chest, and I felt my eyes welling up with tears. I had hurt the people I cared about because I couldn't control my anger. I almost killed them. If Tyler hadn't shown up, I would have become a murderer. If only I had listened to my mother, none of this would have happened. If I had worn the bangle… My thoughts spiraled, guilt and regret overwhelming me."Stephanie," Tyler called, his voice snapping me out of my head. Our eyes met, his gaze grounding me."Do what I asked you to do," he said, his tone leaving no space for argument. I nodded reluctantly, my heart heavy, and turned to walk away.….As I stepped outside, the crisp, fresh air hit my face,

Stephanie's POV: He lifted me effortlessly, his strength both intoxicating and terrifying. My legs instinctively encircled his waist, and my hands found their place around his neck, clinging to him for both balance and the raw need coursing through me. Our lips collided in a searing kiss, his taste an addictive mix of vanilla and honey that left me craving more. Each kiss felt like a drug I couldn’t quit, and I didn’t want to. The world melted away as I felt the softness of the mattress beneath me. My senses sharpened, the sound of my erratic breath echoing in the charged air between us. His hands were firm but gentle as he parted my legs, his presence commanding as he knelt between them. The anticipation was unbearable, my pulse racing in uneven bursts. I reached out, my fingers trembling slightly as I helped unbutton his shirt, the act almost reverent. When the fabric fell away, revealing his chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted six-pack, I froze. My eyes roamed over him, dri

Stephanie's POV:The sunlight poured through the window as I pulled back the curtains, the golden rays hitting my face and making me squint. Another day. Another empty, frustrating day. I let out a long sigh, dragging myself toward the bathroom. The cold tile floor beneath my bare feet sent a chill up my spine. The shower was quick but scalding, the heat biting at my skin in a futile attempt to wash away the anger bubbling just beneath the surface. After drying off, I slipped into the dress the hotel staff had brought me the previous evening. It was beautiful, but I barely noticed. It wasn’t like I was going anywhere. Not by choice, at least. Back in the room, I picked up one of the novels from the small stack on the bedside table. My movements were mechanical, my mind barely registering the title. I climbed onto the bed, crossing my legs beneath me as I opened the book, forcing myself to focus on the words. Since Tyler left, this room had become my gilded cage. Everything I n

Nicholas's POV:On reaching her room, I pushed the door, and surprisingly, it opened this time around.I dashed in, followed closely by my brothers, my chest tightening with worry. Stephanie was on the floor, her knees tucked under her chin, her face buried against them. She was all dressed up—like she’d been preparing to go somewhere before…whatever this was.As if sensing our presence, she raised her face. Her cheeks were flushed red, and beads of sweat clung to her forehead. The faint lines of stress on her face were more visible than ever.“What happened?” I asked, unable to mask the urgency in my voice.She swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she spoke. “I was getting ready for school when this… this burning pain started on my hand. It was so intense. And then, when the pain stopped, this appeared.”She stretched her arm toward me, her sleeve sliding back to reveal her wrist. I stepped closer to crouch down beside her, my eyes narrowing at the sight of it.There it was a line