All Chapters of My Stepbrother’s Cruel Obsession (BL): Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

FREDERICK’S POVI crossed the threshold of my father's office with my fists clenched, feeling the echo of his shouts bouncing off the back of my neck.Richard was losing his mind if he thought I was going to allow Tanaka to lay his filthy hands on Luke, but the mention of Riley David... that was a tumor I had to excise right now.I didn't care who her father was or how many zeros were in her bank account; no one snatches control of an asset away from a Bayron. And Luke was mine.I pulled out my phone with a sharp movement and dialed the number for Marek, one of my most implacable mercenaries."Talk to me," the voice on the other end was like sandpaper."I want Andrew at the abandoned shopping mall in the Red Field. In three days," I ordered, my voice coming out like a whip. "I don't care if you have to drag him across the asphalt. Move him.""The Red Field? Boss, that place has been surrounded by patrols since the longshoreman incident. It’s risky...""I don't give a damn about the ri

Frederick pulled his Glock 19 from the holster on his back and, with a fluid movement, extended it to Luke by the grip."Kill him," Frederick ordered.Luke looked at the weapon and then at Frederick."You want me to kill him?""Yes. Andrew is useless to us; I no longer care if he lives or dies, but I want to see if you have what it takes to be a Bayron. Shoot."Luke took the weapon. The metal was cold and heavy in his hand. The mercenaries stood still, expectant. He looked at Andrew, who was staring back with pleading eyes. Frederick expected Luke to tremble, to vomit, to return the weapon begging for mercy. Instead, Luke raised his arm with terrifying steadiness.BANG!The shot resonated like thunder. Andrew let out a gut-wrenching scream. Luke hadn't hit him in the head. The projectile had pierced his right shoulder, at the exact point to shatter the joint without touching a vital artery."What the fuck did you do?" Frederick roared, snatching the weapon back. "I said kill him!""

LUKE’S POV"I’m already done with that stupid practice, Frederick! Leave me the hell alone once and for all!" I shouted at him, turning my back on him while my boots echoed loudly against the entrance marble.I could still feel the trembling in my knees from the suicidal car race, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me falter. I walked toward the mansion’s large oak doors, wanting to bury myself in my room.But I didn't get far. Before I could cross the threshold into the great hall, I felt his fingers close like a vice around my bicep. With a violent and expert yank, Frederick forced me to spin, slamming my back against his solid chest. His mouth brushed my ear, and I could feel his erratic breathing, sending an involuntary shiver down my spine."Don't be impatient," Frederick hissed, his voice vibrating with dark satisfaction. "In this family, there’s a sort of ritual when someone passes their first real practice. You can't just go to sleep as if you hadn't sho