All Chapters of CLAIMED BY MY STEPBROTHER : Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

ELYSIA. I don't know why but I loved how the clothes Zane got for me looked on me. I felt... Sexy in it. And honestly, it was my kind of clothes but I didn't think Zane would want me to wear them to the office, until today I mean. After breakfast, we went to the company. We had a meeting in less than thirty minutes. "After the meeting, what else do I have in my schedule?" Zane asked once we arrived at the office floor. "A lunch meeting with a collaborating real estate company." I replied, looking through the tab."Good, you'll be going with me." I nodded with a small smile. "I'll just drop these real quick and we'll head to the meeting room.""Noted sir." He went into his office while I grabbed my stuff to get ready for the meeting. I ran my fingers through my curly locks, adjusted the Bayonetta glasses I had on. It perfected my overall chic professional look.I smiled, took a few pictures and quickly sent them to Nova. Just immediately, Zane walked out of his office. "Okay, I'm

ELYSIA. I didn't realize how ruined my mood was until Nova brought food. "I'm not hungry," I muttered before she could say anything. "And you're telling me that you're fine?" She creased her brows. "I am." I nodded. "Elysia, what did you have for dinner?" She asked. "Nothing." "Did something happen at the office?" I looked at her. I knew Nova; she wouldn't stop bugging me if she didn't get an explanation. I told her everything, Brielle. Apart from the part where Brielle had told me about my feelings for Zane and how I found out that she wasn't very far from the truth. I wasn't really attracted to him. Why would I be, if not for his mouthwatering body and insane facial features... Hell, I was now listing out the reasons I found him attractive? However, apart from these, he's not all that. He's even dangerous; I seem to have forgotten that he murdered someone right in front of me, like the person wasn't even human. He's a dangerous person, and as Brielle said, definitely not

ELYSIA. I don't know where, but I felt my back on something soft. My eyes were still shut, until his lips left mine. I finally opened my eyes, we were in his room, on his bed and he was straddling me; his eyes on mine. He moved away from my waist, moving between my legs. My breaths were uneven, my heartbeat erratic, arrhythmic. He raised both legs, placing it on his shoulders. I watched him with parted lips, the anticipation of what he would do next gave me a whole new wave of excitement. He bunched my dress up to my waist, and the cold surge of wind hit my exposed skin, pulling in goosebumps . My nipples hardened under his intense gaze and I shuddered involuntarily when he trailed his index finger down my inner thighs. Was it the alcohol? Why did it feel so overwhelming? His gaze, his touch, the little smile on his lips. It all added to the pleasure. I was literally going crazy even when he hadn't touched me intimately yet. "Why are you shaking, doll?" I've always found that

ZANE. I got out of the car after her, intending to grab her arm and force her to explain what she'd just said. But a young lady in the lobby stopped us, and I immediately suspected she was Mr. Wilson's secretary. I glared at the secretary; of all times and forms of politeness, Mr. Wilson had to send his secretary to pick us up from the lobby? What happened to standing beside the elevator on his office floor? "Good morning, Mr. Zane. I'm the secretary of Mr. Wilson, and I was asked to take you to the floor where the meeting will be held." So it wasn't in his office?I only nodded and walked behind her into the elevator. The ride was silent all through; I kept staring at Elysia, who was obviously and purposely avoiding my gaze. She was looking around the elevator, while I stared intensely at her. Trying to see through her, but somehow, I couldn't tell if she was being serious with her words or she was just trying to pull my fucking legs.It had better be the latter. .The meeting

ELYSIA. Turning, I took in his scent. Sandalwood and amber. My lids parted, and my eyes fell on him. His eyes were shut, and he was breathing softly. The morning sun fell on the side of his face, creating a shadow on the other side of his face. His face made me recall last night, how I initiated last night's kiss. My cheeks went red immediately. I moved in his arms. "Why are you squirming, doll?” His deep morning voice rang in my ear. My heart skipped a beat; I didn't expect him to be awake. "I-- nothing." He pulled me closer, sniffing my hair deeply. "Fucking sexy." He grabbed my ass, giving it a tight squeeze. My cheeks heated up; his voice was doing things to me. Unexplainable things. "Where'd you get the courage to kiss like that?" His nose was in my hair. I bit my bottom lip. "I-- I don't know. Frustration can pull out a lot of traits; I guess courage is one of 'em." He smiled. "I liked it. Another question, doll." He pulled away from me, staring. "The talk about stayin