All Chapters of My Three Step-Uncles Want Me (The Alcatraz Brothers): Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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One hundred and sixty one

SILAS It was a new day, but Raquel’s voice was still ringing in my ears, irritating like a fork dragged across glass. I stepped outside and walked toward my car, I pulled out my phone and dialed Roxy’s father's number. I was certain Roxy had not told them about the divorce agreement yet. Last I remember, her mother was sick. Roxy would not want to upset them for what it's worth. The call connected.“Good afternoon, sir,” I said, pitching my voice lower, calmer, the way people expected from a caring son-in-law.“S-Silas,” her father answered, sounding tired. “Sorry for the way I sound, I’m at the hospital.”I paused. “Why?”“My wife… needed an emergency surgery. I had to be here with her.” Then he added, “Didn’t Roxy tell you?”Roxy hadn’t said a word, of course. But I gave a small dry chuckle. “Uhh.. Yeah. She did. I was just about to come visit.”“Oh… thank you,” he said, relieved. “I appreciate it.”We exchanged a few more soft pleasantries and hung up. I slid into the back sea

One hundred and sixty two

ROXY I couldn’t let go of the fluttering in my stomach. It was ridiculous how warm I felt. I kept replaying what happened earlier in my head, and every time the memory came back, my cheeks heated up all over again.I pressed my hand to it as I pushed the food tray closer. I hadn’t even touched my meal. I was still floating somewhere above the clouds when Draven’s voice cut through my thoughts.“Roxanne,” he said, slightly amused. “Eat before it gets cold.”I blinked and looked up at him. He sat across from me with his food halfway done. How can he still eat so well? “Right,” I muttered and picked up my spoon. “Okay. Eating.”He chuckled at the way I shoved the first bite into my mouth. He didn’t say anything else, his smile already said too much.But I had a question and thought it was perfect timing. I put the spoon down. “Draven?”“Yes?”I swallowed, feeling my face warm. “Earlier… when you said you’ve waited for that moment… what did you mean?”His expression shifted. The sof

One hundred and sixty three

ROXY The second I left Doreen I hurried to my room and changed into a jeans, a fitted top, and a jacket. I pulled my hair into a low ponytail. I contemplated calling Draven, but decided against it. I didn’t know if I was anxious… or scared.Silas’ message kept replaying in my head. Six years ago, I woke up from a coma to my family being broke and my dad's company gone. I asked what happened, but they kept saying father made a mistake and had to sell the company. But how certain was I that Silas found the actual truth. Part of me wanted to ignore him. Another part of me needed answers. And curiosity had always been my weakness. No matter how much I hated Silas, I still wanted to know what he knew.I slipped out quietly and called a cab.The entire drive to the private dining spot felt longer than it actually was. When the car finally pulled up in front of the private dining building, I exhaled and stepped out.I walked in, told the receptionist his name, and she immediately led

One hundred and sixty four

DRAVEN I held Roxy upright until she steadied herself. Her legs were shaking, so I didn’t let go immediately. I kept one hand on her arm, making sure she wouldn’t fall again. When she finally found her balance, I turned to Silas.He was still sitting at the table, a stupid satisfied smile plastered on his face.That was the last thing I saw before my fist connected with his jaw.The punch sent him sideways. He hit the floor with a groan, but he still laughed as he touched his bleeding lip.“What do you hope to gain from this?” I snapped, stepping forward.Silas looked up at me with that same twisted grin. “Gain? Seeing you happy pisses me off. Isn’t that enough reason?”I clenched my fist again. I raised my hand to hit him again, but Roxy grabbed my arm from behind.“Draven… stop,” she whispered.Her voice was soft and shaky. I turned around. Her eyes were swollen, red, and filled with tears. My anger softened for a moment.She swallowed hard. “How… how did you know I was here?”I

One hundred and sixty five

ROXY The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed through the private dining room as I rushed in. For a second, my brain froze. Draven was on top of Silas, punching him again and again. Silas’ face was already smeared with blood along his cheek and lip. He grunted, blocking weakly, but Draven didn’t stop. His jaw was clenched so tight a vein stood out along his neck.And the crazy part? A part of me felt satisfied watching Silas get the beating he deserved.But if Draven continued, Silas might die.“Stop!” I screamed. My voice tore out of my throat so raw that it scratched.Draven’s fist halted mid-air, shaking from the force he had been swinging with. He whipped his head toward me. His blue eyes were wild. His chest rose and fell fast, like he was holding himself back with the last bit of restraint he had.“Roxanne…” he breathed, stunned.My own eyes flooded. The tears stung so sharply I had to blink hard just to see. I'd forgotten my phone when I wanted to call my father to move him

One hundred and sixty six

SILAS I lay on the cold floor for a moment after Roxy rushed out. My whole body throbbed. My face felt swollen, and every breath dragged pain through my ribs. I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes.“Damn it,” I muttered.I wasn’t sure if the pain in my body or the pain in my chest was worse. Maybe both were what I deserved.I heard Draven’s slow footsteps walking back toward me. Even without looking, I could feel that coldness he always carried. He crouched beside me and pulled my phone from my weak grip. I didn’t fight him.I heard him scroll through it, then the soft click of a file being deleted.“Don’t ever speak ill of our mother again,” he said. His voice was low, steady, but full of something sharp enough to cut skin. “Don’t ever mention Lyra’s name with your filthy mouth. And if you get close to Roxy again, even by mistake, you start preparing your coffin.” He stood and turned to walk away.Something inside me twisted. It shocked me when tears rolled down my face. Real

One hundred and sixty seven

DRAVEN Two weeks later… I sat behind my desk, staring at the blank screen of my iPad. Roxy hadn’t returned a single call I gave her. She didn’t answer her phone, didn’t respond to my messages. It was like she’d vanished from the world, and it was slowly eating me alive.Across from me, Doreen tapped her fingers on the table, her face filled with both impatience and concern. “Draven… do you even know where she is?” Her voice was sharp but not harsh, more exasperated than anything.I didn’t lift my eyes from the screen. “If you’re tired of watching me sulk for two weeks, you can return to France. I’ll call if I need you.”She shook her head, rolling her eyes. “Sulking isn’t you. You’re acting out of character. And I can’t leave you like this. Not when it’s obvious you’re falling apart.”I finally glanced at her, arching an eyebrow. “You’re making too much noise, Doreen.”“Too much noise?” she shot back, leaning forward slightly. I smirked faintly but didn’t respond. Doreen, however

One hundred and sixty eight

ROXY I was just coming back from my usual evening strolls, camera bag slung over my shoulder, my fingers still itching from editing a few wildlife shots on my phone. The sky was turning a deep orange, the kind of evening that made everything feel alive and calm, and for once, I had felt a little at peace.But that peace evaporated the moment I reached the entrance of the house. Standing there, like some dark reminder from the past I didn’t want to face, was Raquel. My stomach twisted, and I froze. I didn’t want to hear anything from her. My hand went instinctively to the doorknob, ready to retreat inside.“Roxy, please… just listen,” she pleaded, her voice soft, almost desperate.I shook my head and tried to ignore her. My heart was racing, and my patience was thin. But something in her tone, the way she sounded genuinely… shaken, made me pause.She stepped closer, lowering her gaze. “I… I’m sorry, Roxy. I know I betrayed your trust.”I stopped dead in my tracks, my pulse speeding

One hundred and sixty nine

DRAVEN I was standing in the driveway, my chest still tight from everything that had happened. The cool night air did little to calm the storm inside me. The camera bag sat in the trolley Mia had given to me earlier. “Roxanne.” I called, finally breaking the silence. She turned to look at me. “I’m sorry for coming this late,” he said, his voice quiet but firm.She blinked at me. I was unsure what to say. “I… I need to explain,” I continued, stepping closer. “Everything that happened, with your family, with Silas… you need to understand.”She released a heavy breath, but didn't say a word. I took a deep breath, and began. “Your family was going bankrupt. You didn’t know. I had to step in, someone had to. It was just business… nothing personal.” Her eyes met mine, “That’s why when I heard you ran away and got hit… I had to take you to the hospital.”She stared at me again then asked. “You have always liked me. Why did you not approach me?”I exhaled and replied. “I had a goal. M

One hundred and seventy

ROXY A year had passed, and everything had changed in ways I never thought possible. The house was alive with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the soft babbling of my two baby boys. They were asleep in my arms and Draven's as we entered the dining hall, but even in their quiet slumber, they radiated peace and joy.I held one of the twins close, feeling his tiny hearts beat against my chest. Draven walked beside me, his hand firmly holding mine and his other hand holding our other baby. There was a calmness about him now, a warmth that had grown over the past year. I couldn’t help but smile as he squeezed my hand gently, his eyes flicking to our sons, pride written all over his face.The table was set beautifully, candles flickering, and the aroma of home-cooked meals filled the room. Silas was there, his usual smugness replaced by shame, I realized. He kept glancing down, avoiding my eyes and Draven’s.“Roxy,” he began, his voice hesitant. “I… I want to apologize. For ever

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