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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 28. Steamy Showers
Marcus’ POV The water trickling down my hair obscured my vision for a brief moment, but as the seconds passed as we stood silently under the showers waiting for my talkative sister to leave, Tallulah's gown absorbed the water, bestowing me with a magnificent view.A lump of saliva forced its way down my throat as I stared down at her in amazement, completely stunned from the sight of her two round, stunning breasts. My mouth watered as I assessed her erect nipples sticking out of her soaked dress.I could feel the lust burning inside of me like a wild beast, threatening to destroy me from within if I didn't reach forward and grab her. My gaze returned to her face, to find her staring at my bare chest with her hands pressed against the wall behind her.There's some sort of beauty that can never be fully explained even if a thousand words were written about it. Even if the eyes were given a mouth of its own, it could never fully explain how precious the sight of her perfect visage was
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 29. Bad Decision
Tallulah's POV ‘Fuck!!!!’I mean, what else can I say?My fingers pressed against my stomach, hating the warmth I had felt down there when he threatened to bend me over my boxes and slam into me countless times. Why is my body acting this way?More water dripped down my hair as I rushed at the bathroom door some seconds after he had slammed it shut, my trembling fingers clenching and twisting the key, locking it. I turned around to lean on the door, sighing in relief that he was finally gone, but my heart began pacing again when I remembered what he said.He doesn't care if we get caught, and the way he rushed out of the room without caring to check if someone was in it confirmed that fact. That was his plan if I decide to live. He would reveal our treacherous secrets, in turn ruining my mom's marriage. She would never forgive me if she knew I was fucking her stepson a day after I lost my virginity to a stranger.I knew it wasn't right, but I still took the first step and kissed him
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 30. The Reward
Marcus’ POV“I guess my son swallowed his pride and apologized.”I rolled my eyes at my Dad's annoying comment. Why did he have to say that out loud?My gaze returned to Tallulah who was glancing across the table from where I sat to my Dad, and back again, locking gazes with me.I let out a thin smile and nodded. She immediately broke eye contact with me, her eyes returning to her empty plate. I found it funny how her body twitched with uneasiness with her hands moving underneath the table, probably fidgeting with her soft, arousing fingers. ‘Fuck!’ How would I be able to keep my promise now that she's kept hers?On the bright side, my plan had worked. There was no doubt that I completely dominated several rounds of our lustful games, earning both my father's forgiveness, and the pleasure of visiting the paradise in-between her thighs.“So, Dad…” I started, “Can I come over to the office today?” I asked. “Since I'm done with my final exams, I guess I should start some work at the
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 31. Wild, Epic Celebration
Tallulah's POV“Thank you David.” I greeted, a bit excited that he was willing to pay for my education as he promised.I'm pretty sure it's a classic, standard college with great syllabus and lecturers. The college fees would also be way more expensive than my last college at Torson. Which means one thing; it would be filled with rich kids. I swallowed at the thought of that, feeling a wave of anxiousness wash over me. I'm not yet acquainted with their way of life or even their school life. They probably learn more advanced accounting principles. What if I can't meet up to their standards?Mr Winston's voice blurred out in my head as I panicked mentally, until I heard his last words which were addressed to Marcus beside me.“You'd be going to the same college as your sister, Tallulah.”Wait, what now?I was just rejoicing inwardly that I'd have a great opportunity to stay away from this charming sociopath. But he just keeps following me wherever I go.“But Dad, I'm already prepared.
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 32. Huge Melons
Marcus’ POV Deep down, I knew the reason I was eager to have this party was to prove how much control I had over my life. I hate that my father decides everything I do, always threatening me with his so-called ‘consequences.’ He wouldn't dare to give my inheritance to that beautiful stranger, would he? Before he got into the Jeep, I overheard him speaking to his assistant manager over the phone, telling him to take charge while he was gone. That order should've been given to me. Why doesn't he trust me to run things in his absence? He saw me like a little inexperienced child and treated me like one. “Make sure you behave yourself while I'm gone. I don't want to hear any negative reports about you treating your stepsister badly, do you understand?” He asked me. I nodded, but when he was out of the compound, I finally released the smirk I was suppressing. ‘Pftt, he wants me to behave like some dog.’ Not me. I'll do the exact opposite of what he asked. I'll hold a party so wild
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 33. Meeting Derrick
Tallulah's POV I found myself anticipating the later part of the day after the party was announced. My anticipation was mostly filled with anxiety considering the fact that I had never met a single one of their schoolmates who would soon be all over the place. The first and only party I had ever attended during college at Torson traumatized me. The memory of that drunk guy trying to grope me was still fresh in my mind. If a random security hadn't showed up, the motherfucker would have probably ripped off my dress, or worse, his stinking mouth would have crashed against mine. And to think there'd be alcohol, noise and maybe some excessive groping gave me the irks. Maybe I should just stay in my room until it is all over. Marcus was away most of the day, which made me feel more at ease. He drove back a few times in his new car, unloading crates of drinks and stacks of disposable cups. The things were so plentiful that it felt like he was inviting his entire school. Kathie on th
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 34. Meeting Trisha
Marcus' POV I drove into the vicinity with a mini truck car tailing behind me. The truck was driven by a pitmaster and his assistant whom I hired to make barbecues for the party. In its trunk stood a large grill set alongside a cooler containing frozen raw beef. My eyes scanned the car-park to see the vehicle stationed haphazardly at the side of the other cars belonging to my father. The unfamiliar vehicle was a red four-seat sports car, its shapes and design giving an exotic vibe. I snickered. Derrick must've borrowed this car to attend the party. There's no way he could afford something this beautiful. He had called me some minutes ago, informing me that he was at the address I had given him for the party. So I contacted the security to let him in. Instead of driving to the garage, I turtled forward to the foot of the mansion so it would be easier to move the stuff in my car as well as the heavy barbecue grill in the truck behind me. “You can set it down there.” I instru
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 35. His Lustful Desires
Derrick's POV“You better make sure those drugs are sold before the week runs out!!” My Dad's voice sprung from the phone I was clenching.There was something about my Dad that scared me besides the fact that he was a dangerous drug lord who had tens of armed minions working for him. Ever since I was a little boy, he would always beat the shit out of me for every slight mistake I made. I even still had visible scars on my back from the time he beat me with a chain.He was cruel, brutal and always angry, and most of all, he hated me. He'd probably put a bullet in my leg if I didn't sell out the drugs to Marcus and the others.“Do you know how many grand I had to spend on your school fees? I sent you to that damn school for a reason.”“I know Dad.” I stated nervously.“I'll get the money by the end of today.”My heart sank when the call cut abruptly, followed by a terrifying silence. Now that we're done with school, how would I be able to keep the sales going. I could feel my hands sh
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 89. Death Wish
Marcus’ POVMy mind wandered about, trying to imagine why she wasn't taking her calls, considering the fact that it was already 9am and the carteen must have served her dinner an hour ago which would have given her enough time to be in her room at this hour. I dialed the number over and over again, but it was still the same result. The series of dial tone beeps on and on until the call was cut. The only two reasons I could think of was either she was asleep or she just didn't want to talk to me. But both reasons seemed strange due to the fact that I knew Tallulah never slept early nor would she want to avoid speaking to me. We hadn't gotten into any dispute lately, and most importantly, the last time we parted after she strode into her dorm, her chins were flushed against her will with a warm smile across her lips. I could feel a smirk creeping across my lips as I thought of how perfect she looked as she walked away into the girl's dormitory with her box trailing behind her. Even t
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 88. Her New Crush
Marcus' POVThe sight of the other students lifting their hands to answer questions, and the sound of their voice as they did so enthusiastically gave me irks. It reminded me of the first year of school when I had been like them, doing all I can to stay relevant and loved by the lecturers. After a while, I saw the real pictures and realized that it was all unnecessary since it only mattered if the exams and tests were passed properly.Most of the students in my department were men who were advanced in age, some even as old as my father. They must've come to take the course just like my father made me do because they needed the certificate for a job they wanted. The thought of how long I was going to have to deal with this unending circle of classes, tests, and exams annoyed me deeply. Not just a week or a month, six whole months which would probably rob me of my mind before I was halfway through it.I thought of just leaving and spending the rest of the session hanging out with some
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 87. Regrets and Paranoia
Lililan's POVThe sight of the three siblings, Tallulah, Marcus and Kathie leaving the house in the sparkling Ferrari threw my mind into tides of thoughts as I wondered how their school would be like and how they would cope now that they would be away from home during the weekends. I wasn't that worried about Marcus since he had already been in school for four years, graduating with a perfect grade. My concern was about the girls, Kathie and Lula. Before I graduated highschool, I had met Tallulah's father and had the affair with him that changed my life forever. My dream of going to college to study a course which would help me do what I loved was destroyed with the sight of that strange but handsome fellow. When I found out I was pregnant and was far from the prevention stage, I kept the secret away from my grandmother who I loved since I had lost my parents when I was just ten years old. Life was already rough for us since she and my uncle struggled to pay the fees and afford my e
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 86. Irresistible Bella
Kathie's POV The days blurred together in a whirlwind of lectures, assignments, and the steady rhythm of Bella's presence in our dorm room. Each evening brought a quiet routine: Bella engrossed in her coding projects, me buried in textbooks, both of us occasionally exchanging brief words or glances that seemed to convey more than what was spoken aloud.One particularly exhausting Friday afternoon, after a marathon of classes, I returned to our room feeling drained. Bella was already there, as usual, her focus intent on her laptop screen. I flopped down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling with a sigh."You look beat," Bella remarked, her voice breaking the silence. She glanced over at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.I managed a weak smile. "Yeah, these lectures are really taking it out of me."Bella nodded sympathetically. "I get it. Want me to make some tea again? It might help you unwind."I hesitated for a moment, touched by her thoughtfulness. "Actually, that sounds p
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 85. Sleeping Beauty
83. Kathie's POVThe following days of lectures came in a rush, each day filled with two or more lectures which lasted two hours each. There was so much information to take in as the lectures did their best to make sure that everyone understood what they were teaching. I knew it wasn't this way in other colleges. I heard from my friends that their lectures don't even bother to come to classes most times, and when they did, they taught their courses to a class of over two hundred students, not caring if the students understood what they taught or not. I wouldn't blame them though, imagine having to make each of those hundreds of students understand each lecture. It would be exhausting. The only suffocating thing about this school was my new roommate, Bella Terrace. I wouldn't exactly use the word ‘suffocating’ due to the fact that it was a sweet kind of uneasiness I felt whenever she was present in the room. Most of the time, she was always on her PC, typing quickly in a manner that
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 84. His Return
Tallulah's POV One afternoon, as we sat under the shade of a large oak tree near the campus pond, Connor brought up his plans for the upcoming semester break. "I was thinking of visiting my family back home," he said, twirling a blade of grass between his fingers. "It's been a while since I've seen them, and I miss them.""That sounds nice," I replied, watching the sunlight filter through the leaves above us. "Do you go home often?"He shook his head, a wistful smile on his face. "Not as often as I'd like. My family lives a few hours away, so it's not always easy to make the trip."I nodded sympathetically, understanding the challenges of balancing university life with family obligations. "I hope you get to see them soon," I said sincerely. "Family time is important."Connor's expression softened. "What about you, Tallulah? Any plans for the break?"I shrugged, unsure of how to answer. "I haven't really thought about it. Maybe I'll visit my parents for a few days.""Sounds like a goo
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 83. Connor McAllister
Tallulah's POVI couldn't help but check my makeup over and over again on my phone's screen as I stood at the university's bustling cafeteria, nervously scanning the room for Connor. We had agreed to meet here for coffee, and despite my initial reservations, I was determined to approach this with an open mind. It wouldn't be fare to write him off just because of his looks which made him look like a dangerous gangster. The sight of him sitting across the room at he extreme end had taking large breaths as I prepared myself to meet him. Spotting him at a corner table, I made my way over, my heel slapping against thw tlles as i maintained the posture wuth a warmth on my face that resonated wjgh my burning chest.Connor looked up as I approached, his face breaking into a warm smile. "Hey, Tallulah! Glad you could make it," he greeted, gesturing for me to take a seat across from him."Hey, Connor," I replied, returning his smile as I settled into the chair. The aroma of freshly brewed coff
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 82. No Pressure
Tallulah's POV Connor’s invitation caught me off guard. I hesitated for a moment, unsure how to respond. He seemed sincere, but after everything with Marcus, I wasn’t sure diving into something new was a good idea. Yet, there was a curiosity tugging at me, urging me to step out of my comfort zone.“Um, sure,” I finally replied, trying to sound casual despite the flutter in my chest. “Coffee sounds nice. But as I said earlier, I'm not interested in seeing anyone right now, so I'll have to decline. I'm sorry.”The silence followed my rejection, my heart pacing firm each second that passed, not knowing what to expect from the latter.“That's alright. He voiced, breaking the silence. And as I said, I just want us to be friends, nothing intense. So we can still have coffee tomorrow to get to know each other.”“I'm sorry. I'll be occupied tomorrow.”“When will you be free?” He asked, almost immediately.It seemed like he wasn't willing to back down to the extent where he had begun to lie
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 81. My New Dorm
Tallulah's POVThe calmness in the air was quite palatable, bringing me relief as I stared into his expression filled with remorse. I admired his bravery, not afraid to stand his ground regardless of who was against him, as long as protecting me was involved. After a few seconds of staring, he shrugged lightly, his eyes shooting at the car.“So, are you going to drive off, or not?” he asked, my brows rising in confusion.My fingers felt the keys in my palms, realizing that he had given me his car keys a moment ago. I was beginning to remember the conversation we were having about me taking his car while he walked to my dorm, and I had also remembered my firm resolve not to let him off easily.“Are you sure you want to hand the love of your life over to me?” I asked, earning a chuckle from his lips.He snickered. “Come on, Lula. We both know you're the love of my life. That car is just a substitute now that you're my step sister.”I found the joke awkward rather than funny, but I smile
