Lahat ng Kabanata ng CRUEL DESIRES: MY BULLY TURNED STEP BROTHER : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 26

Gabriel's POVThe dinner table felt like a pressure cooker that was about to blow. My mother was still on the floor, her hands trembling as she tried to fix her hair, her face a blotchy, frantic mess.Derek's dad didn’t even look down at her. He just poured more wine, his eyes fixed on my mum with a terrifying kind of amusement."What is the problem, Sarah?" Mr Miller asked, his voice calm, almost bored. "I thought I told you months ago, my son likes men. Did you think I was joking?"My mother’s face turned a shade of gray that made me think she was actually going to be sick.She looked at him, then at the guy who was still standing there like he owned the place. She opened her mouth to scream, but then her gaze flickered toward the expensive wine, the crystal, the sheer scale of the power sitting at this table.Her spine snapped straight. She stood up, dusting off her skirt with shaking hands. "Oh... oh, don't mind me. I was just joking. A little... a little family humor, you know?

Gabriel's POV I stared at my phone screen until my eyes burned. Refresh. Nothing. Refresh again. Still nothing. The video was gone. The group chats were quiet. Like it never happened. Like I never got dragged across that club floor or had someone’s boot against my ribs. I should have felt relieved. Instead, I just felt sick. Derek hadn't deleted it because he cared about my feelings or because he was sorry. He deleted it because the Miller name couldn't have a stain on it. I was just the stain he needed to wash out. The truth should have been out. Everybody knew I was being bullied and almost murdered by Connor but no one was saying the actual truth of what happened. I tossed the phone onto my desk and crawled into bed, my ribs still aching with every breath. I wanted to just turn my brain off. But of course, that didn’t happen. The door creaked open. Derek. I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. Couldn’t he just leave me alone for five minutes? "How do you do, brother?" he said.

Gabriel's POV He didn’t care. The look on his face that dead eyed, hungry look it wasn't about love or even lust. It was about owning me and humiliating me anytime. His hands were everywhere, cold and firm, and when he grabbed my belt, the click of the metal sounded like a gunshot in his room."Derek, stop," I gasped. My voice was trash, shaky, pathetic. I was pushing against his shoulders, but it was like trying to shove a wall over. "This is a sin. We are stepbrothers. Stop."He didn’t even blink. He just dragged my pants down, his fingers rough against my skin, my boxers following suit. My head was spinning. My ribs were throbbing, his weight was crushing me against the door, and the worst part, the part that made me want to scream was that my body didn't give a damn about this sin. I was hard, I was fucking hard. My body was betraying me, betraying us, because of some sick, fucked up chemical reaction I couldn't control."Sin?" He laughed. It was low, right against my ear, vi