All Chapters of My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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Mrs Dales

~Jeremy’s POV~We pulled up at the Dales’ estate—Zayne and I. I tried to steady my heart rate as I kicked off the car engine.“You need to calm down, Jer. You might not want to hear this, but I still care about Teyana too. More than I show, actually. I’m terrified about the possibility of her current situation with Chris, but we have to stay calm if we want to get to the root of it.” Zayne said, his gaze pinned on me.I bit my bottom lip, closing my eyes for a second. I opened them back. “Okay.”“Good. Now let’s go up and get things moving.” He urged. Zayne coming with me was a great idea. Honestly, he was the only reason I was still stay sane till this moment.The Dales penthouse was all lit up with grand decorations. Britney Dales was having a celebration upstairs with her staff. I didn’t bother to listen to what it was about when Zayne told me Connor notified him about it.Zayne and I pushed past the photographers and ushers before they could ask a single question. I didn’t have ti

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

Stay With Me, Teyana

~Jeremy’s POV~My pulse punched against my throat. Knox knew where Teyana was. Hope swam through me. I couldn’t have been more grateful that I once hired Knox for her. The questions rushed out of my lips- “Where are you? Where is she? I’m coming right away…”Zayne asked questions beside me but I could only listen to Knox. “The Old Ridge Junction. But listen…” he said quickly. I heard wind in the background, like he’d been running. “I was tailing your girlfriend earlier today. Just keeping a distant check—old habits, and mainly because the car that came to pick her up had no plate number. But then I got a call… from the hospital.” His voice cracked. “My mum passed this afternoon.”My chest tightened. “Knox… I’m sorry.”“It’s fine,” he said, inhaling sharply. “She’d been sick for the last two years, it wasn’t unexpected. My point in telling you this is… during that call, I lost visual of the car Miss Teyana was in. By the time I refocused on the road, they were already gone.”I clenche

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

The Psycopath

~Teyana’s POV~Pain. A searing, unrelenting pain throbbed through the back of my head. My eyelids felt like they were weighed down by bricks, heavy and reluctant, but somehow, slowly, I forced them open.Light- too bright- stabbed my vision. My mind swam in a fog- blank and uncooperative, memories flickering like dying embers in my head. Where… where am I?I tried to move, but my arms were pinned. My legs too. A tight, unyielding rope bit into my wrists and ankles. My chest rose and fell erratically as my breath caught in my throat.And then my eyes moved—slowly, cautiously, and opened. I almost regretted opening them, because what they landed on would traumatize me forever.A dead body.I almost screamed. Was I dreaming? An unmoving body- that of a man- was on the floor beside me. Blood pooled in a dark, grotesque halo around it. My mind struggled to make sense, to connect the pieces, but the figure… I didn’t recognize him. My pulse jumped, heart pounding fast it gave a wild, deafen

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

The Rescue Point

(Minutes Earlier)~Jeremy’s POV~I didn’t hear Zayne at first. My pulse was a roar in my ears, an engine running wild.“You will kill us both at this point if you do not slow down,” he warned sharply.Only then did my foot ease off the accelerator. I hadn’t realized how reckless I’d been driving. I didn’t care. We were close—so close to Glemont, close to wherever Chris had taken her. I knew it was Glemont. Had to be. Every minute wasted felt like another inch Chris dragged Teyana toward death.“We’re almost there,” I muttered, jaw locked tight.From the back seat Knox leaned forward. “Either of you have a gun?”“Fuck.” I slapped the steering wheel. “I’m not with one.”Zayne shook his head. “Wasn’t expecting today to turn out like this. I don’t have it with me either.”“Here.” Knox shoved something cold and metallic into my hand. A compact handgun. “Sir Jeremy should have it. He’s going in first.”Zayne tensed beside me. “I actually don’t think that’s a good idea. His head’s all over t

Last Updated : 2025-12-13

The Gun Went Off

~Jeremy’s POV~Zayne said nothing, but his expression turned to stone. I glanced at the gun in my hand, then at Teyana. Guilt wedged through me. She looked so tired, so weak, like she could collapse anytime soon. I couldn’t wait to get her out here, yet, I couldn’t risk any stupid action.Chris wasn’t stupid. His gun was still pointed at her, even though he was talking to Zayne. “You know,” he said slowly, pacing the space between us with the gun still trained on Teyana, “you both always did this. Made me the third wheel. I was always there—but never really there. You never paid attention to me.”“That’s not true,” Zayne said firmly. “Chris, you know that isn’t true.”“Shut your damn mouth!” Chris roared, swinging the gun toward him. “Just shut up!”The room vibrated with his rage. The air felt charged, brittle- like anything could shatter it.“Don’t shoot him, Chris. Please.” I begged.“This ends here,” Chris continued, breathing hard. “Right now. Jeremy—if you don’t kill him…” He t

Last Updated : 2025-12-13

The Psychopath Fell

~Jeremy’s POV~For a fraction of a second, everything went silent.The kind of silence that followed something irreversible. The kind that sucked all the air out of the room and left your ears ringing even when no sound remained.My heart pounded harder than it had ever been. Chris was going to shoot Teyana, but she was still here- alive and breathing- hard. My gaze slowly darted to the floor. Chris lay sprawled on the there, motionless. Completely still.Chris. Chris Dales. He is dead. I felt bile rise to my throat. I had never been this traumatized in my entire life. I was going to shoot him, but it wasn’t my gun that shot him.Blood crept out from beneath his head, spreading slowly, deliberately, like it had all the time in the world. The bullet had gone straight through his forehead. Clean and final.My fingers were still wrapped around the gun in my hand, my arms rigid, my chest heaving violently, but I knew, deep in my bones— even though I couldn’t actually differentiate reality

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

The Trauma Lives

~Teyana’s POV~“Don’t… please… don’t shoot.”The words kept leaving my mouth before I was even aware of where I was. They spilled out weakly, broken, threaded with panic, as if my body was still trapped in that room even though my mind was trying to crawl its way out.A hand settled over mine. It was warm and grounding.“Teyana. Hey. You’re okay. You’re safe.” I wanted to call his name- Jeremy. But that wasn’t Jeremy’s voice. Yet, it sounded familiar.I jerked upright with a sharp gasp, my eyes flying open as my body jolted into full consciousness. My chest heaved heavily as air rushed back into my lungs, my heart slamming so hard it hurt. White light blinded me for a second, sterile and too bright, and the sharp scent of antiseptic filled my nose.Hospital. That’s where I was. My head throbbed immediately, a dull but insistent ache that made me wince as I lifted my hand to my forehead. Something rough met my fingers—bandages plastered on my forehead. That was when I noticed the IV t

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

The Burial

~Teyana’s POV~(A Week Later)I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t think I could. And yet, here I was. It was Chris’ burial. A week had passed since his death. The media frenzy, the chaos—it had only magnified the reality of the moment. It was even rumored that his father had closed down his company, same as his mother, because they were moving out of the country after his burial.After the news confirmed Chris had killed Dr. Smith and Adam, and had attempted to harm Maxton too, the world had labeled Maxton as someone who had taken the law into his own hands. He might get bail, the reports said, but penalties were inevitable.He was also getting heavy supports from his family members and friends. I heard that Jeremy had been also making sure that Maxton got bailed. Carol’s hand rested lightly on my shoulder in the cab. “We can go back if you don’t want to attend,” she said softly, her voice calm but tinged with concern.I managed a small, tentative smile. “No… I’ll go. I need to. To cl

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

One Last Family Gathering

Heads up- hey, besties 🤍(At this point, you’re more than my readers to me.)We’re entering the final arc of this story, and I want to gently prepare you- the next few chapters may not unfold the way you expect or hope. Some moments might be frustrating, some painful—but I ask that you keep an open heart and continue reading.Even when things don’t go the way you want for now, trust that every turn matters. I promise a satisfying ending- one that makes the journey worth it.So step into this arc knowing it’s unpredictable. Read with a free mind, feel everything, and let the story take you where it needs to go.I love you all.Now… continue reading 🤍* ~Teyana’s POV~I had never been this aware of my own breathing in a while.Everyone here sat like they were bracing for impact. I was not comfortable with the faces here- especially Jeremy’s mother, Natalie. John sat on the middle couch. My mother was beside him, her fingers folded neatly in her lap. Mariah sat opposite her. Natalie w

Last Updated : 2025-12-17

He Universe Is Against Us

~Teyana’s POV~The meeting ended almost an hour ago. But the aftermath tension clung to the walls of the Carter house like smoke that refused to clear, lingering in every corner I turned to. My mum had an hospital appointment and had left with the family driver. Mariah had left with Zayne. Natalie- with Vance and Professor Hartley. John had work to do so he left for his study.Vance had given his own small speech earlier about how everyone needed unity now and let the past remain gone. We had honored Chris’ death with a one minute silence also. Now, I retreated to my room without announcing it, my feet carrying me there out of instinct more than intention.My room still smelled the same- lavender detergent and books. I vacuumed everywhere just to keep myself busy, remade my bed, then went to the bathroom to wash my face.I dried my face and sat on the bed, waiting.I had seen Jeremy and Hartley step outside together earlier. Their backs were tense, shoulders squared like two men t

Last Updated : 2025-12-18

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