OH NO! I SENT MY SEX TAPE TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

ASHER’S POINT OF VIEW.“You’re going where?” Lydia asked, her focus on her freshly manicured green nails, which she placed under the ray of sunlight as she sat on my bed. I dropped the pack of neatly folded shirts inside a suitcase with an annoyed huff before I answered for the third time in five minutes.“Seattle. Father needs me there for business.” She barely glanced at me, even at my reply, pulling her phone out instead to type away, like I was some wallflower.I huffed again, this time frustrated with the lack of attention. “Must you look at those nails, Lydia?” I hissed. “I just told you I’ll be off for business, but all you seem to be focused on are your nails and your damn phone.” She still does not look at me. I’d lied to her about the business thing; I didn’t have the energy for her pathetic jealousy if she knew this was about Nora. “I’ve heard you, Asher….you’ll be back, right?” she scoffed, lying back, her short skirt riding up slightly to reveal her creamy, bone-thin thi

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.Plugging my AirPods in, I all but danced to the bustling coffee shop after class. For the first time in twenty-one years, I did not have to worry or bother about Lydia, Asher, and the rest of them. I could be myself, and live on the fresh slate I’d received. My phone chimes with a text, and I smile despite myself. The sight of Damien’s name with the small heart emoji to the side makes my heart skip.I clicked on it to see what it was about. DAMIEN: Dinner tonight at my place? What do you say?I bit my lower lip to contain an excited squeal or giggle, my fingers flying over the keyboard with a reply. “Sure…I’ll bring coffee!” “I’m counting the minutes, little devil.” My heart nearly skips a beat at that, my cheeks tinted pink with a blush. “Ma’am, what would you like to order?” The attendant with the name, Ariel, on her name tag asked with a polite smile on her lips. I returned the gesture and replied;“An iced latte, please.”“Alright. Your order will be ready

ASHER’S POINT OF VIEW.She paused, her mouth gaping open like a fish out of water. I know Nora well enough to believe that her empathy for anything will make it much easier to get her to do whatever I want. Her brows furrowed, and a pained look crossed her face. “Dying? H-how…what do you mean?” she whispers, taking a step closer to me. I sniffled, clutching my side as if it hurt, and replied with a fake wince. “The doctor says it’s lung cancer, and pneumonia… apparently, it’s also in the final stage. When you left...” I trailed off, a few drops of tears rolling down my cheeks. “I broke down; it felt like my body realized I also lost something precious. Every day, I would wake up in a coughing fit and a chronic chest ache.Dad was worried, so he sent for the doctor….I was diagnosed yesterday.” She blanches, taking another step closer, her eyes now glossy with unshed tears. “I was so dejected. When I got the news, I knew I had to come see you. Before I even got it, I came….that’s why I

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.My palm still stings, a sense of unadulterated rage coursing through me as I flag a taxi down. The taxi stops immediately, letting me hop into it as gracefully as possible while I try not to think about Asher and his threats before he walked off, bumping a shoulder against mine hard. “Where ya going, miss?” the driver asked, pulling me out of my mind.“Um..sorry…” I shook my head and gave him the address Damien gave to me. “Well… that’s for the rich folks, lady. Ya must give me a good tip!” he chirps excitedly, but all I could do was smile despite my discomfort. The journey is a blur, both because my eyes are almost tightly shut and because I’m trying not to dwell on Asher. By the time we arrive at the large skyscraper building, I feel like a new person.“Here ya go, Miss.” He says, killing the engine. Pulling my purse out, I made sure to tip him before heading out. The sight of my wallet reminds me of how badly I need a part-time job. While in Washington, I wor

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW.The air is knocked out of my lungs the moment I saw the image. A trail of sweat trickles down my neck even though the penthouse is heavily air-conditioned. From the angle of the picture, Asher and I looked like long-lost lovers reuniting, like I placed my hand on his chest myself, and he held onto me to establish some sort of intimate connection.“D-damien…I…I can explain.” I sputtered, wondering what went on in his mind at the sight of the image. Could he be thinking I’d chosen Asher? “Asher did come to see me as I said earlier, but it isn’t what this looks like, I swear.”“Nora..” He starts, but before he can tell me he feels betrayed, I interrupt.“He tricked Jill, some girl I met today in robotics class, into thinking he and I are dating, and it’s some sort of anniversary. I only spoke to him because people kept watching us, and I was so scared he would cause a scene. You know I really want to start here at Devils Edge anew, so I took him outside for privacy.