All Chapters of CLAIMED BY MY STEPBROTHER : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ZANE. My brows creased when the bright morning sun fell on my face; what the hell? My room is never this bright... I was suddenly pulled into consciousness when I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't in my room. It was bright, shiny, almost like a certain someone. I felt a light weight on my chest causing me to look down. Elysia was still asleep, her head was on my chest, one of her legs was across mine. My hand was around her waist, and with the position she was in, it was obvious that I was the one who pulled her to myself. Her nightie was up to her inner thighs, I could see a lot of smooth shiny skin. It was so intriguing that it left me wondering what she looked like down there. It was like the first day she had slept in my room at the guesthouse, with how long the shirt had looked on her, I couldn't help but wonder the same thing. And when I went into that bathroom that night, I saw her undies in the bathroom laundry basket, though it was gone the next morning. It was one

ZANE. I got a report of the weather in Bel-Air last night. It rained cats and dogs, almost like the city was weeping for my absence. My first concern was Elysia, how was she able to sleep with all the rain. I'm sure she must've sorted it out with her pillows and all but I'm very sure it didn't feel the same. Same applied to me, as usual, I couldn't sleep. I could only catch two to three hours before Blake's call woke me up. I stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the city of Las Vegas while the line rang. The street was busy, cars moving to and fro, they were all tiny from the height I stood. She finally took the call. "Good morning, sir." She greeted me, her voice made me look away from the city on the phone. It was as soft as always, a little nervous by the way. Since I left, I've been keeping an eye on her and the company. I trusted her to do a good job, but I didn't want to expect too much. Let's see if she's got only a pretty face and brain, or her leve

ELYSIA. I just finished placing my order, while I waited for it to arrive, I took the water on the table, wetting my dry throat. It's been a long morning and also a long week, I held a meeting for the second time since Zane's absence and unlike the first, I was a little more relaxed. They pointed out their opinions and I made sure to place it down for Zane to review over there. Of course he asked for a few jobs to get rid of boredom. I was texting Nova who had agreed in the morning to meet up during lunch, now she's telling me something different. She's too busy and might come late. The hell! I set down the bottle of water I was holding and sighed. Sensing a presence in front of me, I didn't bother looking up because the only thing I was expecting was my meal. But no tray was placed on my table. I looked up but froze when I saw Bryan standing in front of me. My heart skipped, and immediately, my mind went back to that night. Anger filled my insides, yet I said nothing. Instead

ZANE. She was staring. Deeply. She was literally lost. I smiled, stepping away from the foot rug after I was sure a lot of water was off my body already. "Why are you staring like that, little sister? Do I remind you of your crush?" She looked away, scoffing. "As if."She's pretending again; does she want me to continually remind her that she's bad at lying? Her red cheeks gave her away. "It's been a long trip, doll. I need enough sleep." I was teasing her, as much as I was serious. "What do you want me to do? Sing you a lullaby?" "Can you? I'd take it if you can." I took the spot on the other edge. She moved closer; I noticed how comfortably she moved. She only stiffened a little when I held her waist and pulled her closer. "Does my paycheck increase with these extra tasks?" I pulled her much closer; her cinnamon locks fell on my face, and the soft vanilla mixed with strawberry scent filled my nostrils. Her scent felt like a drug on its own, with its effect. "If you do a g

ELYSIA. After their little hugs, Zane turned to me. "She's a friend.""An old dear friend." Brielle corrected, the corners of her lips curling up. Did I forget to mention how expensive she looked? Deeply sophisticated, she could get the attention of literally everyone in a room without even speaking. Her presence was the domineering kind. Maybe it was the way she was dressed. Grey colored suit that was a little tight on her, making her cleavage pop out for fresh air, and grey pants. Black YSL heels. Maybe it was her lipstick, deep plum, or the classic and elegant makeup. She was literally too attractive. I swallowed, ignoring the slight feeling of inferiority that was starting to creep in. Zane took her into his office, and she kept giggling until he shut the door behind her. A tight sigh escaped my lips. I couldn't explain how I felt, and it wasn't a feeling I wanted to dwell on. I focused on work instead. .After half an hour, they finally came out, and the smile never left