All Chapters of MY ALPHA STEPBROTHER IS OBSESSED WITH MY SECRET IDENTITY : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

♣️XAVIER♣️ I paid her debts because I knew she wouldn't have a single fucking penny left to pay them herself after I took away her job. I bought the club because I wanted to be her boss, and the first thing I did was fire her because the thought of her dancing for other men made me want to rip their eyes out of their fucking skulls. Every man who had sat in that club and stared at her with hungry eyes had made me want to put my hands around his throat. Every man who had imagined touching her had tested the limits of my restraint without even knowing it. I could still remember the way some of them watched her move, following every sway of her hips as though they had the right to enjoy what I had been forced to share with them. I wanted to dig their eyes out. I wanted to make them regret ever looking at her. And I would have done it if I hadn't known that Violet would probably find a way to make my life more difficult afterward. I had paid the debt her father left behind. I had t

🌸VIOLET🌸 I woke up slowly, my hand moving across the other side of the bed in search of Xavier. My fingers met cold sheets. I frowned and stretched my arm farther, as if the Devil might have been hiding somewhere under the duvet. Nothing. He wasn't there. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling, pulling the duvet up to my chin. For some ridiculous reason, I had expected to wake up with him beside me. I thought he had stayed in bed with me throughout the night, especially after everything that happened yesterday. Apparently, I had imagined that part. I turned my head towards his empty pillow, then immediately scowled at myself. Why did I care? It wasn't as if we had gone to bed together because we were some happy couple. I had cried in his arms in the rain, and he had carried me inside when I couldn't bring myself to walk away from him. That was all. Still, I didn't like waking up alone in his bed. "Get a grip, Violet," I muttered. I pushed the duvet aside and sa

🌸VIOLET🌸 Xavier's guard dropped me off at the clinic, and I stepped out of the car, adjusting the sleeves of the black shirt I had borrowed from Xavier's wardrobe. It still surprised me that I had only needed to ask once for a ride, and the guard had obeyed without asking any questions. I had expected him to call Xavier first and ask for permission, but he had simply opened the car door for me and driven me here. Perhaps Xavier had instructed his guards to obey me. Or perhaps they were all terrified of what he would do if they refused. Either explanation suited me just fine. I thanked the guard before closing the door and making my way toward Lily's ward. As I walked, I tugged at the shirt's hem, hoping it was long enough to hide the fact that I was wearing someone else's clothes. More importantly, I hoped my mother wouldn't recognize them. I could already imagine the questions. Why was I wearing Xavier's clothes? Where had I slept last night? Why had I left the house wearin

♣️XAVIER♣️ The wedding date had been fixed. The wedding date had been fucking fixed. That was the most sour news I had ever received, and I had received plenty of bad news in my life. I increased my pace, my shoes striking the pavement as I ran through the estate grounds. Sweat ran down my temples, and my lungs burned, but neither was enough to shut my brain up. That was the problem with having a brain. It insisted on working even when I wanted to beat the shit out of something. Now Violet had another reason to pull away from me. Damn it! I had spent the entire morning trying to figure out how to keep that piece of news away from her. It wasn't as if I could lock Elena in a room and confiscate her phone until the wedding. Although, considering how much trouble her daughter was capable of causing me, the idea wasn't entirely unreasonable. Violet would find out eventually. I knew that. But I wasn't particularly interested in watching her face change when she realized that her m

🌸VIOLET🌸 The ride home was painfully silent. I sat in the passenger seat with the gift bag resting on my lap, watching the buildings outside the window pass by while Xavier drove. The only sounds inside the car were the low hum of the engine and the occasional beep from another vehicle on the road. For once, I had nothing to say. Well, that wasn't entirely true. I had plenty to say, but none of it seemed like a good idea when the man sitting beside me was Xavier Knight. The moment we had stepped out of the clinic, all the fight had left my body. I had been ready to argue with him in front of my mother, but the moment he opened the passenger door for me, I had climbed inside without a word. Now I couldn't even look at him without remembering his declaration that he wanted to take me home, as though he had every right to decide where I went and who took me there. The bastard didn't even ask. He simply announced it, and my mother had looked so relieved that I hadn't dared to ob