All Chapters of Dating My Brother's Fiancee: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Stacy's assurance

Stacy POV The new week in October comes. Today is Friday, my most favorite day of the week. The reasons are because I only have a few subjects, and all the students can get home earlier, around 10.30, perhaps. In the morning, I attend the classes, as usual. Yet, after around three subjects pass, there is a break time. At that thirty-minute free section, I enjoy some snacks while exchanging words with Clara and Skyla. "Always put this in mind, never overthink of things too much. Yes, she may be a straight and has never felt loved by a woman before, but anything can happen. Just believe in yourself and efforts." Skyla lectures me as if she was a love guru for the gays. In fact, she still puts her best efforts to capture Sally's attention. "Umm, okay." I note down her advices as I obey, but I also remind her on what she is also doing to Sally, her crush, "Wait, aren't you also adoring Sally from a far?" Skyla glances at me and replies, "Yeah, I admit it like that, but it imp

Another blushing face

Stacy POV The word 'engage' shouts at my ears, for another time. I recognize it behind the restroom door, the place where June is having a phone call. From the way how she talks, I'm so sure that she is talking with her mom. Actually, it's the first time for me to hear June's interaction with her mom. It sounds emotional and heartfeld at the same time. Indeed, they may have separated for a long time. Well, I don't have enough information since June never opens about her parents or the other family members she relies on. In a few seconds, after I arrive at the first floor, she gets out from the restroom with her red eyes, showing that she has just cried. "Are you okay, Ms?" I carefully caress my stares at her face. She avoids my orbs intentionally and nods. "I'm fine, kiddo. I only feel a bit sleepy," She replies with the logical excuse following. I can notice she keeps acting as if she was stronger although

His temporary fling

At the same night, Sam is lying naked, behind the blanket with his female co-worker, Britney Weston. As his head rests on the pillow, he utters to her, "Do you know if what we have just done is wrong?" "I know it well, Sam, but you enjoyed it, right?" Britney responds as her slim fingers softly rub the muscular chest she hugs. "Yeah, I admit that you have fulfilled my desire that she can never do." Sam utters as he grins. His gazes to her shows he is pleased with the recent make out he did accidentally. In fact, he only sees Britney as a fling, nothing more than that. "So, it means I have more chances to win you over, doesn't it?" Britney whispers through her inquiry. Her lips then presses on his shoulder, along with her seductive gazes piercing on him. Sam, getting melt with her gazes, averts his brown orbs so that he could still be in his senses. "I'm not sure about, Britney," He responds in doubtful tone. Honestly, he doesn't want to play dirty behind his relationship wi

Like a cancer

Stacy POV Actually, I eavesdrop on the conversation between Sam and June. The words they share in the kitchen feels like a morning alarm that alerts me to act fast, saving my crush from my big bro who may sneak a chance to do her wrong in the morning. At that time, my heart was burnt with rage and jealousy, a usual feeling I will experience when other people tend to tease or flirt with June. Once my bro has finished talking to her, I hide near the living room. As he flees, I tip-toe, walking to the kitchen. The fragrant and savory smell of seasoned grilled salmon tease my nose as I arrive, standing near the bench, where June is busily cooking. Realizing at the activity, I'm kinda speechless since it must be me who serve the guest meals and snacks. However, what I see is the guest acts as if she was the home owner. At that case, June turns off the stove and claims, "I know you want to serve me food, but I feel thankfu

On D-day

On another place, The Bentley Residence. A woman in her mid sixties, makes herself busy with arranging colorful plastic flowers on the vases. Her slightly wrinkled face looks merrier than it used to be. The main reason of her beams is her daughter who has found the right partner and will be engaged soon. While arranging the flowers accordingly, she ponders, "After the chaos between her and Pete, my husband, June finds her true happiness. It sounds so sudden when she tells about the engagement, but I'm delighted for her!" "CKLEK!" The noise of the middle door knob bothers her. Along with it, her husband, Richard Bentley, in his formal dark grey suit, steps inside and greets her, "I'm home, Christie." "Oh, Richard! What makes you get home earlier?" Christie, June's mom, wonders why her husband arrives in the middle of the day. It's quite rare to find him in that time since he is the director of BT Corporation, the retail company who owns BEST Mall and Rivera Apartment. Richard

Seeking for her attention

Stacy POV After the couple sliced the cakes and feed it to each other, all of the guests witness the section of them, helping each other for attaching the rings to their fingers. It is like a movie scene with a happy start, but the ending is unknown. Why? Because I don't see a few of good intetions in this attempt. Even, the scene when he tried to f*ck my crush is still in my core memory. People may lecture me not to assume negatively about my sibling, but I feel there is something fishy carried by my bro. I don't know why, but I don't have good feelings eventhough he acts like a responsible man trying to marry his girl for building a healthy family. "Alright, everyone. Since the section of exchanging ring has done, the couple can be back to their seats, enjoying the meals with their family." Vick, the MC, permits the lovely engaged couple to return to their grand table. Listening to the announcement, I sig

Still hiding from confession

Stacy POV Commonly, women will be extremely pleased when other people validate their beauties, especially physical appearances. Even, the unattractive ones seek for a judgement that they are also charming, instead of admitting they are the ugly ducklings. Yet, what I'm seeing now is one of a kind. A woman, in her mid twenties, with alluring blue orbs and mesmerizing blonde wavy hair, acts like an ordinary creature. She even inquires me if she is attractive. I click my tongue and ponders, "Holy moly, Ms. Bentley. Haven't you stared at mirror in your place? You are really gorgeous and alluring. Unless you have ethereal charms, my bro would not attempt to rape you, previously." "Stacy? Are you daydreaming?" Her gentle tone successfully brings me to the reality. I turn my eyes on her and process the right reason to respond. "Nope. I only get amazed on your question, whether you are attractive or not," I claim as my orbs observe every detail of her good-looking visual. Yet,

Fortunate encounter

June POV Those harsh words along with that authoritative traits will always root in him. My dad is very respectable publicly, since he is the president director of BT Corporation, one of the biggest companies in New York City. He is also well-known for the third most successful enterpreanur in America. Notwithstanding, those positive achievements can only please publics' eyes. Even his warmhearted beams in front of media never last longer. It will certainly change into stern expression mixed up with anger and resentfulness, especially when he deals with me. He may love me as a daughter, but his whole treatments to me are controlling. He never lets me have my own opinions or choices. Then, he will claim that his control towards me is for my own goods and better future. The younger me felt okay about it, but as I grow older, I keep throwing protests to his selfish behavior. The moment I get off from the taxy,

Her little sharing

Stacy POV For about forty five minutes, June and I reach home. As I help her by holding her hand clinging on my shoulders, she yaps again, "I wish I..could..flee fo-rever. Flee..from dad." I sigh while listening to her. It makes me believe she has troublesome relationship with her dad. I'm so sure with the assumption because some of my classmates tell any drunken people usually utter the truths, even their deepest fear. In less than two minutes, I take her to the second floor. After my bedroom is opened, I gently lead her to the room. "PAT!" I also lie her down on the bed. The strong scent of liquor is caught by my sense. "D*mn! How many glasses have you taken?" I whisper resentfully to her. Shockingly, her reacts to my gentle whispers. "Just a little," She answers and directly puts her arms around my neck. It leads my face closer to her although I'm still seated on the bed's corner. "DEG!" My heart thumps due to the closer distance between me and her. My orbs start to ca

The Strange unfamiliar feeling

June POV I barely open about myself, including the personal matters to anybody. Even Leah, as one of my friends, doesn't know about my rocky relationship with dad. The same thing I do to Sam. He, as my boyfriend, only knows how to spoil me and understand my needs. However, whenever I face Stacy, biologically the sister of my boyfriend, I feel eased while telling my days to her. I realized that strange side of me while meeting her for the first time. At that moment, she was a fifteen-year-old shy teenager. She was always polite and asks decent things about being an adult. It triggered me to tell a few facts of how it felt to be a grown-up man. Through the few meetings forward, I sometimes shared about my day in the campus. Indeed, the cause of me for doing so was due to the comfort I found. Besides that, she was a good listener despite of her much younger age from me. That's the same way she uses to c

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