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He tried to reach me again but I refused and hastily stepped back. “You’re insane!” I hissed. He looked at me miserably. “I know the truth now. I was wrong when I thought you were with another man. He’s your stepbrother, I knew it! I’m sorry, Bev. I just really thought you could actually replace me that fast. I couldn’t take it-“ “The fuck? That’s your ego talking, asshole. We’re done and don’t bother me again, will you please?” I was about to walk out but he pulled me back. I looked at him sharply. “What’s your fucking problem?”

I am thinking about Alexander Smith. I stared at a blank space while trying to process everything in my head. So basically, Alexander is the man, I wasn’t meant to give a lap dance and then he is as my step brother... Yeah I repeated this thought a million times in my head and I can’t still accept it. “Perfect!” I muttered as I sat then I began to go through the contacts on my phone. Not even someone I can call to tell her what has just happened in my life. Call me a loner but I hate friends, I don’t see anything they do other than getting people involved in things they don’t want to do. And now am screwed up. It was already mid night and I had no sleep.

Ever since marrying my mom, my stepfather had been very protective of us, like today—insisting I be driven to school even if I was in a hurry. Being cared for like this wasn't so bad, I thought. Except for one person… That young face came to my mind again. A handsome yet intense face, with sharp features, dark eyes, and lips always set in a tight line. His gaze made me feel cold and breathless. That face belonged to Marco, my stepbrother—my stepfather’s successor, the next mafia boss. When I first arrived in New York with my mom a year ago, she told me my stepfather was easy to get along with. She didn’t know much about her stepson Marco, only that he was reliable and would protect us.

Stephen was squirming as she rub his sensitive cap. "I love your dick." Kelly confessed. "You can't love my dick. I'm your step brother." "Yeah, but not same father or mother. We are not blood related." Kelly said as she continued to stroke him. "But it's still wrong. Please stop." "Stop acting as if you don't want this. I know this one of your naughty fantasies." She said as she increased the pace. "You are hurting me." Stephen said. "Ohhh sorry. My bad. I forget to make it wet. Maybe it will be better this way." She said and leaned over.

“I'm sorry for how Easton spoke to you. He tends to flare up and get extremely worked up whenever he sees Carson. It reminds him of his childhood.” “His childhood?” My curiosity was piqued. “Yes,” He nodded and looked around to check if anyone was coming. “I know I shouldn't be telling you this, but I think you should know because I believe you're the only one that can help him forget about his past,” Butler Steve sighed. “Actually, Carson isn't Easton's real brother. He's Easton's step-brother.” I gasped as my eyes widened. “For real?”

Mom was sure to let me know that tomorrow was going to be a little hectic since I was going for the school registration yadah-yadah, but school was the last thing on my mind. After settling in my new bed, I fished out my phone and shot a quick text: The boy from my mom's wedding, he is my stepbrother!

always remember who you are. You are my child although you are not my biological daughter, I consider you one. The love I have for you equals my biological son. I'm sorry to tell you this now. You have a stepbrother, his name is Steve. Find him. I know you will survive. I have seen in y vision that you will pull through. Do all you can to protect Steve when you find him. He is your stepbrother therefore, it is your responsibility to take care of him any time in the nearest future that you find him.

"Uh, I guess you can take my boxers then?" "As if they would fit me—you have football thighs!" He grins. "Don't forget about your favorite thing about me—my peachy ass; it's also big. Very round. Do you want to bite it?" I roll my eyes at him, but I can't fight the smile stretching my lips. Damn it all to hell! My heart is light and bubbly around Noah, but I realize it's wrong. I can't fall in love with my freaking soon-to-be stepbrother!

“I was cool with you partying with other teenagers, with you making friends, with you having a boyfriend, maybe, not you making out on the first day you say yes to him! Especially when he is Owen’s brother!” “What?? He is Owen’s brother?” Mary asked in shock, and Stephanie sighed. She bounced her head and moved closer to her. “I just talked to Owen, and he told me West is his little brother. He never told you about it?” She asked, and Mary shook her head. “Maybe because of the story I told him about you and Owen, and that I hate him for hurting you.” Mary lowered her head sadly, and Stephanie reached her hand and held it.

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???