Semua Bab FALLING FOR MY BULLY STEP-BROTHER: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Natalie's pov “What are you doing?” I whispered, trying to steady my voice.I looked around, although I was barely able to see anything beyond his huge frame. A few students were watching, most with their phones out.Kian didn't seem to care about that. He stood there, taking up most of my personal space, just watching me. A muscle in his head was tense, like there was something bothering him.“What is your problem, Kian? Are you just trying to permanently get on my nerves?” I hissed at him, shoving him on his chest a little. He frowned, “why, because of that dude? I'm getting on your nerves because I told you not to trust a total stranger?” “You were downright rude! Everytime you undermine my intelligence! I am not a child, Kian. Do not think I am stupid,” I lashed out, poking his chest with my index finger.“Maybe you're not as smart as you think,” he muttered.“Excuse me?” I retorted snappily, “what's that supposed to mean?” “You barely know him, Mayers. It's barely been a day

Natalie's pov “Not now, not now, not now!!” I yelled, yanking my bag, trying to get the laptop charger. As soon as I got it, I tried turning it on, my heart thumping against my chest.“This could be a breakthrough!” My voice sounded harsh in the quiet room. The laptop took a considerable amount of time coming back up.I typed in the words again, watching that small dot go in a circle as it loaded again. I could hear my breath, quick and loud as I waited in anticipation.Just the same moment when it finished loading, my laptop went off again. I paused, fear left goosebumps on my skin.Just then-Knock knock knock!!I squeaked, looking widely at the door. The pounding of my heart became painful.“Natalie?”Kian.I exhaled, standing up, and closing my laptop. I walked to the door, counting steps slowly, trying to will my heart to stop its incessant racing.I opened the door, only a width and stared at Kian. His eyes widened a little as he took in my appearance.“What's going on with you

It was…the servant Celeste. Celeste stood in the doorway holding a small stack of folded towels, her expression mildly confused. “Ma’am Natalie? Your mother asked me to bring these.” I stared at her. For a second, I couldn't even form a response, I was completely frozen. Then I exhaled. “Right. Okay.” Celeste looked at me strangely. “Are you alright?” she asked, concern made the fine wrinkles in her face more evident. “I'm fine.” She glanced toward the laptop, then back at me. “You look frightened.” “I thought I heard something,” I lied, smiling to reassure her. “Probably the pipes again. They make terrible noises at night.” I nodded, though I wasn't convinced. She placed the towels on the small table beside my door. “Goodnight, ma'am.” “Wait, Celeste. Can I ask you a question? I just want to know if you know…” I trailed off. She hesitated, then nodded her head. “Research Division B-17,” I said, then watched her face. She looked at me, then shook her head. “Sorry. I

Natalie's pov “She sounds like she was amazing,” I said softly. We were still holding hands. It felt comfortable, his warmth felt familiar, not awkward. “She was,' he said gently, his brown eyes shining like melted chocolates. His thumb moved once across the side of my hand. “And she would've liked you.” I smiled. “You don't know that.” “I do," he said almost immediately. “How?” I cocked my head. “She liked people who talked back," he replied casually “Then she'd love me.” I agreed. He smiled. For a moment, neither of us said anything. Then he looked at my bracelet. “There's actually another reason I gave you that.” I raised an eyebrow. “Another reason? What's that?” “My mother chose it. I told her about you," he looked at me, his hands tightening a bit over mine My heart skipped. “Y..You told your mother about me?"I stuttered, not knowing how to take it. He looked amused by my reaction. “Not everything," he laughed. “No need to look so alarmed.” “What did yo

Kian's povI glanced at the passenger seat, noticing how quiet she's been for a while. Like I suspected, Natalie was asleep, her head rested against the window, her hair falling loosely around her face. The soft glow from the dashboard illuminated her features, making her look nothing like the girl who had spent the last few weeks driving me insane.She looked peaceful, like she had no worries at that moment.I looked back at the road, ignoring the tightening in my chest. My phone vibrated in the compartment beside me.Twice.I ignored it yet it vibrated again. I sighed and reached for it at the next red light.The same number, the scientist.I stared at the screen for a few seconds before answering.“Yeah.”“You're not here," the sharp voice at the other end accused. I glanced at Natalie.“No,” I answered.A pause.“Where are you?” the scientist's voice cackled, harsh in the silence.“Out.”“Why didn't you-”My jaw tightened.“That's none of your business,” I said, then looked at