Claimed By My Stepbrother Romane & Geschichten

Her fingers tightened around mine. I stood up again and looked at Damian. “You said you’re my stepbrother,” I began, trying to stay calm. “But Lucien never told me anything about you. The first time I heard your voice was the night I was kidnapped. I asked him who you were when I returned… but he refused to answer.” Damian’s jaw tightened. “He’s ashamed of me.” “Why?” “Because I’m his mistake. His hidden child. My mother was a rogue who never meant anything to him. He used her… then tossed her aside. But she gave him something he didn’t expect.”

I love your clothes, you look hot in them. "Is that the kind of stupid compliment, you are supposed to be saying to your stepsister." I frowned and he just laughed at me. "I'm not buying that, you are Scarlet's boyfriend and you are not supposed to be saying such a thing to me. Buzz off." I sarcastically attempted to walk away, when he held my arm. "So, you accept me as your Stepbrother." He chuckled. "It kind of feels weird, saying Stepbrother, just refer to me as your brother, since we are going to be family anyway?'

I want to say it serves her right but since my father loved her ,I can at least try to make her see that her kids are the only ones who can take care of her because she has no one who cares for her. "I don't need anybody's help, I want except that old man just because I need money,he was disrespectful the day I talked to him." She hissed. I rolled my eyes. I don't think she knows what real life is. "So what about my Stepbrother?" I asked and she scoffed. "He is in jail." She told me. "Why?" I asked her even though I wasn't surprised at her revelation. It was only a matter of time before my stepbrother got arrested, he is a thief.

“Lena… pushed me off the stairs? She… she would never do that!” “She was controlled,” my mother said gently, almost too carefully. “…By your stepbrother.” My head snapped toward her. Stepbrother? Stepbrother? I felt like my brain was splitting in two. Stepbrothers? I have stepbrothers? How… what…? She held up her hands, reading the panic on my face. “I think I should stop… that’s too much information for one moment. I’ll tell you more when you’re ready… but son… Alex really loves you. He means well. He will never hurt you.”

“He’s my mom’s stepbrother, so he’s not really my uncle.” Something weird is vibing in the air and I shoot her a piercing look. “Okay, but why does that matter? What are you hiding?” “Nothing!” she squeals, cheeks flushing even more red. “I’m not hiding anything,” she protests. “But I just want to stress that he’s my mom’s stepbrother, and not biological brother.” I squint. “Yeah, but again, why does that even matter? I mean these are all old people, right? Who cares if he’s related to you by blood or water?”

I can sense that he wants to talk, but has something on his inside, betraying his lips by clamping them tightly shut like they are invisibly glue with gum. Rising to his feet, he stares at me with those ocean blue eyes I've got, takes a deep breath, then walks towards where I am, on my wheelchair. "He's your step brother. He's the reason why you're here in this state." I stay completely still, confused, beyond shocked and damn clueless. WTAF!? "Step brother! You never mentioned any step brother to me."I accuse the moment I find my voice. My chest starts doing a turmoil on my inside, as I force my breath to stay steady. And all my brain can properly align is the word 'Step Brother'

She is a pearl clutcher. “For goodness’ sake he is not my brother, Mom. He is my stepbrother. That is, it. It’s too late. So, stop being on your high horse about this. We love each other and will get married and have cubs.” What the fuck am I saying. Nobody has talked about marriage.

she adds softly, and after some consideration, I reluctantly agree. “But I would like to add a clause to the agreement documents,” I add, and she agrees and we've a nice conversation before leaving her to rest in her room. I left the house without even bidding anyone goodby, I head outside, only to encounter my so-called stepbrother. On sighting me, he drop the call and then dip his hand into his pocket with a wide smile. Walking closer to him, I adjust his shirt. "I'm very sorry things didn't go according to your plan, but I suggest you do better next time," I mock, though I knew he’s not the one.

It's a lie, right? I whimpered. Why is everything so messed up?! There is no way that was fabricated as it was done in one of the reputable hospital in the city. I gripped the edges of the table,sulking and being imploded with several intricate feelings. Oh,Lord! Daniel is my step brother! My fvcking step brother,I almost married my step brother!

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”