Semua Bab FALLING FOR MY BULLY STEP-BROTHER: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Natalie's pov My chest tightened.The panel members exchanged glances. One of the women folded her hands.“Mr Lawley, you understood that you were being asked to take possession of illegal substances and you did so willingly?”“Yes.”“Did Ms Mayers force you, or threaten you?“No," Kian scoffed like he found the very idea of me threatening him to be absurd.“Then why would you agree?”Kian leaned back.“I already answered this all before, “ “No,” the woman said. “You said you agreed because she asked. That is not an explanation.”The woman studied him for a bit then her eyes went to me. I shrunk a little in my chair. “Were you involved romantically with Ms Mayers at the time?” she asked. I coughed, choking on my saliva.“No.” Kian's answer was immediate.“Are you involved romantically with her now? We are aware of the rumours going around the school today. You must understand why we're asking these questions.”“I understand and my answer is no," Kian said coldly. My chest tightened

Natalie's pov The words escaped me before I could stop it. My Mom froze. I could see my words pierced through her drunken haze.“What?” She whispered softly.“You killed him, you… you are a horrible, horrible person!” I spat, feeling the thick pool of anger roll in me.My mom's speechless face brought me a little hint of joy.“You don't know what you're saying,” she whispered, taking a small shaky step towards me. I stood still, watching her come close.“Yes, I do.”My voice sounded steadier than I felt.“You were drunk every night. You fought with him constantly. You blamed him for everything. And that night…”My voice faltered, but I swallowed, trying to compose myself.“That night, he left the house because of you.”My mother's face crumpled, “You don't know what happened that night.”“I was there," I answered.“No, you were a child. You know nothing.”“I heard you," I answered.Her lips parted.“I heard you screaming at him," My chest tightened as the memory came rushing back.My

Natalie's pov “What's that?” Kian asked.“The plate number. Try to keep up, slowpoke,” I teased, rolling my eyes. He looked at me in surprise.“Uhh, you got that really quickly. You must really be a genius,” He said, his voice gritty with awe. I looked at him, grinning.“Were you doubting my brain before?” “Wouldn't dream of it, princess,” he laughed again. He's laughed tonight more times than I'd ever seen him laugh before.I shook my head and looked out the window.“You're weird,” I said out loud.“You're the one memorizing license plates,” he countered.“I wasn't memorizing it. I noticed it. There's a difference, Lawley.” “That's somehow worse,” he said.“How so?” I stared at him through squinted eyes.“You notice everything, Natalie. Nothing gets past you!” He groaned.“Is that supposed to be an insult?” I asked, my voice turning serious.He paused.“It's actually one of the things I like about you,” he let out with a sigh.I went quiet.He seemed to realize what he'd said.“So

Natalie's pov I rolled my eyes. “Of course they will. God forbid someone enters this university without first seeking Kian Lawley's approval.” I tried sitting and watched as Kian sat beside me. “Exactly.” I laughed under my breath. “What are you doing? You're sitting -” “On a chair, princess. I'm sitting on a chair," he countered, looking at me from under his dark lashes, like I was making a big deal out of nothing. Before I could say anything else, the doors to the lecture hall opened. Professor Brookes walked in. The room immediately settled. “Good morning, everyone.” A chorus of greetings followed. Professor Brookes placed his files on the desk before looking toward the door. “Before we begin, we have someone joining us today. I don't usually do this but I'm certain you also find it odd that someone's joining us so late in the year.” A few students immediately started whispering. Kian leaned toward me. “That's your hotshot,” he whispered. “Shut up,” I

Natalie's pov “Fuck!” I whisper yelled, almost falling over and clutching my chest. Looking up, I was staring at Louis' remorseful looking face.Louis stood a few feet He was holding two books against his chest, looking at me with concern.“Sorry,” he said quickly. “I didn't mean to scare you.”I exhaled shakily. "It's okay.”“Are you sure?” he studied my face, tilting his head to get a better look.“I'm fine.”He didn't look convinced. “You look like you've seen a ghost.”“Just tired,” I sighed, rubbing my eyes.He nodded slowly.“Fair enough.”His eyes dropped toward my notebook.“Working already?” his voice piqued up with curiosity “Trying to.”He smiled at that, then pointed at the chair across from me.“Mind if I sit?” he asked.I hesitated for half a second. “Sure.”He pulled out the chair opposite me and sat down. His eyes moved over the papers scattered across the table, skimming through my work.“You're doing that wrong,” he said after a quiet contemplation.I frowned.“Wh