Novel & Cerita Step Brother Penelope Ward

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

he said turning round to the wardrobe checking which outfit to wear,l paused my mind flooding with forgotten memories,stepbrother l now have a brother,l felt a spark of happiness in me but unsure of it,l have been craving to have a brother or sister when l was home but didn't get as my mom only gave birth to me,back then l always felt lonely and sad each time mom and dad goes to work as l had no brother or sister to play withl always wished l would have one someday but never thought that will only be after my mom's death,now here is one standing right in front of me,not just an ordinary one but a handsome one at that, he's every girls dream,l smiled admiring his sexy body as he was busy che

I asked, voice low but steady. Savannah stepped up beside me, shoulder brushing mine in silent solidarity. “What do you want, Penny?” she said, her tone ice-cold. “Are you stalking us? Is that what you’re doing now? Ever since your career went down the drain after you screwed Senator White’s son over, do you now follow people around like a bad stench?” Penelope turned so sharply I half-expected her neck to snap. The movement was violent, filled with raw hate that flashed across her face like lightning before she could smother it.

Pathetic, right? He was pulling his black sweatpants back on, the ones that hung low on his hips, showing the sharp V-line and the edge of that tattoo that hid below his waistband. Twenty-two years old, three years older than me, and built like he spent half his life in the gym or behind the wheel of those illegal street cars he raced. He was my step brother… and my dirty little secret. “Fuck, that was close,” Liam muttered, running a hand through his messy dark hair. His gray eyes flicked toward the door like he expected his dad to bust in any second. “William was still up when I snuck out. Had to wait forever.”

"My name is Sydney Wilson. I'm the Sterling family's foster daughter. Ever heard of Julian Sterling? He's my brother. You think you couldn't afford to cross the Hamptons, but are you ready to cross the Sterlings?" Their stunned expressions told her she had struck a nerve. She wasn't finished. "Oh, and Caleb's wife?" She met Scott's gaze head-on. "That's me." Her words barely landed when the factory doors banged open. "Let go of my son!" Penelope stormed in, eyes wild, voice sharp with fury. She shot Scott a hard warning glance, ensuring he had no dirty ideas. She had caught just enough of Sydney's bluff at the door to realize how close these men had come to letting her slip free. Even tied t

She stood there, adjusting her coat, her expression as flat as a frozen lake. “Oh my God, Chris…” Lisa rushed toward her next. “Thank God you both are okay.” Chris gave her a small smile. Then she looked straight at me. “Yeah,” she said coolly. Her voice dipped with sarcasm. “Thanks to my stepbrother.” The word hit like a blade sliding between my ribs. Stepbrother. The audacity of it. As if five minutes ago she hadn’t been melting in my arms. As if I hadn’t been breathing her in like a man addicted.

But before I could let the words out, a swift kick landed against my shin. I stiffened, shooting Liam a glare across the table. He raised his brow, calmly cutting into a piece of steak, looking anywhere but me. Right. Jess. Maya. Alex. Lucas—sitting beside my mother and Senator Edward, it’s Penelope’s birthday, I don’t want to ruin it. I quietly sipped my glass of wine and observed Lucas, he had been Penelope’s mother’s lawyer, and the one currently in charge of her finances now, he looked like someone who rarely forgot a thing.

“And both your rooms will be on our floor too. Unless you want to sleep in my room, of course.” Zev sighed, “just watch where you drive.” Raiden chuckled and winked at me through the rearview mirror. Zev continued, “the floor below is for the Beta family. Stephen, their oldest, will one day become Raiden’s beta. He had already graduated from Ardale last year. Stephen has a younger brother and sister, who both still live at home. His parents are called Beta Steve and Madelyn.” “Steve and Stephen?” I asked. “Beta Steve’s full name is Stephen. But he’s always gone by Steve. I don't understand why you'd name your child after yourself, but whatever." Raiden replied.

When we’ve made our way down, we very unfortunately pass Penelope in the hallway. “It’s about time you left,” she says in the bitchiest way. “Would you just shut the fuck up Penelope?!” steph yells at her. Penelope rolls her eyes and walks away. We make our way outside and to my car. I throw my bags in the trunk and close it shut. I turn to Steph” What are you going to tell him?” I ask. “I don’t know yet but don’t you worry about that Mills,” she reassures me.

“Okay, that sounds rich coming from you, Mom. I know you are only sorry because the spell got to you, but anyway, I don’t have any bad blood against you, Mom. I just hope that you forgive yourself for what you did; that is the only way to save yourself from this daily torture and punishment you are going through.” “Thank you for coming by... It means so much to me... so much to me.” She spoke weakly, and Penelope shrugged it off. “Anyway, I just said what I came to do; I should be on my way right now; I forgive you again,” she said and walked out of the room. She met her sister in the hallway, and the two walked out of the hospital, never looking back. As they got into the car, Penelope made