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It been, it been" Steph stuttered "It been what?" I asked her eagerly "It been a hell of 3 months Miriam, you were badly hurt" Steph told me "What?" I screamed out loud Tears ran down her eyes, it been the first time I saw Steph cry for anyone not thinking she'll cry for me "And my Mum?" I asked her "She and the rest of the family has been here all day, even your Dad Trisha has been here since you passed out, Miriam I must say your dad seems a changed man now"Steph told me

"I don't know who the father is, Stephanie, you disappeared from our lives years ago," James finally answered. "Oh really, James?" Steph smiled. "What do you mean by our lives?" Sofia asked. "I'll save you the trouble, De la Cruz, that man's a coward," Stephanie said with a slight wave of her hand. "Our lives means his, and Ryan's lives, because Ryan Barnes is Tyler's father." … The elevator dinged, and Jessi stepped out. "Oh, Sofia, I was looking for…"

The voice said. "Thank you, I will get back to you," Stephan said and hung up. He sighed as he plopped down on his leather chair. I had no idea about the relationship between Stephan and the man. However from the way he spoke to the man over the phone, there was a deep respect from Stephan toward the man on the phone. "Who was that?" I asked curiously. "That was my father's old friend and ally, he has been the unofficial CEO of this company after my father was no longer capable of running the business," He told me.

My best friend Stephany keeps asking me what's wrong so in the end I've told her since I can't tell anybody else. "Shit so you are in love with your stepfather?.....OMG girl!! I wonder what he must look like since you fell for him....tell me, is he hot??" She smirks but I sigh. "Steph you don't get it do you?! It's wrong he is married to my mother and she.....she just....behaves like the ice queen she always was!" "Wait what, so she doesn't love him??"

Stephan chuckled. Chugging the whole contents down his throat, he threw it away. Striding towards the bench, he took a seat. Droplets of sweat rolled down his forehead, making his hair cling onto his forehead. “You good, buddy?” Stephan asked, taking a seat next to him. Humming, he wiped the sweat from the towel. “Doesn't seem like it.” He sighed. Elias, gazed at him. His older brother looking at him with concern. Elias and Stephan had a bond. A very special one, to be exact. They both lived for each after their sister died that day. Only they knew along with Ryder, that she was raped and kidnapped in the alley by a gang of hideous older drunk man.

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"

Stephen growled, and my father turned to look at him "Nothing, Alpha Stephen. I was just discussing something with my daughter," my father said "It looks like you were doing more than just discussing something," Steven said, and then he helped me to my feet because I was still on the floor. "You hit her," Stephen growled. "With all due respect, Alphas, this is between my daughter and me," "Not when the conversation is about our Mate," Stephen growled; my father looked confused but then realized what Stephen had just told him.

"Mommy, does daddy not want us any more?" Stacy held her phone tightly, looked at Harry, and answered her, "No." She comforted her daughter. "Really?" Stephanie's voice was filled with joy and excitement. "Mommy, I'm so happy. I'm not a child without a father. I have a father now. Mommy, I'm really happy. No one will say that I and my brother have no father anymore  Stephanie, who are you calling   No, let me see."

"Stephen, I'm sure this is very personal but... I don't know how to ask it actually." "Just ask it." He was so frank and so easy to talk to. "Stefan has marks on his back." Stephen's face darkened, and he shifted his gaze away from mine. "And I was in the cellar the other night. I found him there. He said he'd been to your mother's grave, and I know he was drinking, and he—he wasn't himself." I hesitated, but decided to tell him what I thought. "I saw the pillar." He nodded and returned his attention to the altar. "Our father was not a gentle man, Veronica," he said gravely before looking at me again. "And Stefan was a good brother. A protective brother to me and Zachariah." "What—" "The res

I dropped my phone on the bed and began unpacking my luggage. ******* After spending the whole day settling in, the night came and I was here, sitting at the dinner table, with both of my parents. The sweet scent of food lingered in the warm atmosphere, melding with the clattering of our cutlery. My father cleared his throat, the way he always does when he wants to make an announcement. “Stephan is coming,” he said, “he will be spending a few weeks with us.” The name hits me, making my body tingle and raising the hair on my skin. Stephan. Uncle Stephan. My father’s best friend.