Semua Bab My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret : Bab 181 - Bab 190

Gianna’s face turned a deep, bruised red. The insult stung worse than the rough stretch of my fingers. She was pissed, furious that I was using her own rebellion against her while I had her staked out on a bar counter. My fingers stripping away her ability to think, let alone speak. "Just find her,

“That was already a given,” I muttered. “I’m saying it anyway,” she shot back. “You don’t get to blur lines just because you feel like it.” My jaw ticked, but I said nothing. “Fourth,” she added, “you don’t control me outside of this.” That one made me smile, “That’s not how this works.” “It is

Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The click of the lock made me snap awake, my heart thumping hard against my ribs. I scrambled to sit up, my hair a mess and my head spinning. I had no idea how long I’d been out. With no windows to show the sun and no clock on the wall. My phone was gone, likely at the bottom of a

"How chivalrous. Truly," I snapped. "I’m not getting on. Call a car." Raphael turned the handlebars, the engine roaring with a sound that vibrated in my teeth. He looked at me, "Listen closely, Princess. It’s either the bike, or I tie a rope around your waist and drag you behind me like a pull-toy.

Raphael sat there like a statue of judgment, his eyes flicking from his phone to my face with a look of pure disgust. "Finished with your sodium intake for the year?" he asked, his voice a dry rasp. "Almost." I slapped my last few crumpled bills on the counter, making sure he saw that I was still