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51. Annoying Insomnia
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Tallulah's POV“Can't sleep.” He asked as I poured myself a drink.“Yeah.” I replied.“Same here.”I filled the cup to the brim, and with one gulp, I drank every bit of it, my eyes rolling back as I took in all its content. The glass dropped from my face to see Marcus still staring at me. Then a smirk tugged at either side of his lips with his eyes scanning my body.“What?!” I asked, trying not to return the smile.“It's nothing.” He said, taking some steps forward.I hated how he always did this same thing when we were alone in a room. He would get closer and closer until there was no way to stop myself from falling from his charms. Also, it was his eyes, the way they fixed on me without wavering even after I had called him out for it.It was obvious that he loved seeing my body respond to his silent stare just like he was doing now. The smile on his face showed that he enjoyed the falter in my gaze and the way I was fidgeting with my fingers which were curled around the carton of m
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 53. Stabbed With Love
Tallulah's POV“You're not gonna hurt me Tallulah.”He voiced.My heart paced with every stride he took, closing the space in between us. He had that shimmer in his eyes that showed just how arrogant and confident he felt. That look made me hate him, but for some reason I found myself moving backwards as he drew closer and closer.“You need to stop.” I threatened.He stared back at me with that expressionless look, still striding forward at a slow pace. I wasn't scared at first, nor did I feel charmed by his approach. It was more like an irk feeling, like I was being chased by a zombie. I knew exactly what he was capable of from the way he forcefully touched me in my bathroom, but what I feared the most was what would happen if he did it again. My body would be tempted to give in to his touches and kisses, and we would end up taking our intimacy to dark lengths. And at the end of the night, he would boast about how I couldn't resist him while I torture myself mentally for giving in
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 54. Our Third Night
Tallulah's POV“We can't… we shouldn't.” I muttered.His eyes which fell to my mouth, grew dim at my words. But he proceeded in his advances anyway.He leaned in a slow, precise pace with eyes still locked with mine. The intensity of his eyes mixed with the warmth between us wrapped around me, forcing my eyes shut as the inches between our faces thinned out.“Why not?” He whispered.My entire body shivered with a feeling of giddiness when his nose touched chin, his skin brushing against mine. The movements of his breaths against my chin had me sensing where his face was even with my bleak vision. He was searching for my lips, and when he did, he went right for them. His soft lips slowly crashed against mine, and at the same time, I felt his hand leave the sink, his fingers curling around my waist. My clothes were quite tight so it was easy for him to feel every curve as he grabbed me gently.He paused, and pulled back, filling the air with the sound of our breaking kiss. And when the
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 55. Soulmates
Tallulah's POVMy fingers gripped his arm, stopping him from touching me. Because I knew what could happen if I let him caress my skin; I would be tempted to give in to his touches.I felt his other hand move again, making my heart pace. Then held my hand, his both hands wrapping around mine with a gentle grip.“Just this once, Lula.” He voiced.My hands lifted to see the hungry look playing on his face, with pleading eyes that darted right into my soul, filling me with some sort of guilt that I was about to stop what was happening between us.“One last time.” I whispered.I knew that if I continued to stare at him, I would end up nodding my head like a fool, so I stared down beneath us, shaking my head again.“I'm sorry, Marcus. We just.. can't.”He sighed, his head falling downcast. I could feel his pain because I was also hurt because I was finally cutting off our forbidden love. The dejected look on his handsome face told me he'd stop. But his hand left mine, lifting until I felt
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 56. Deja Vu
Tallulah's POVAs I glared at the bare-chested devil across the room, all I could think of was why he was treating me in this manner. Did he really care, or was I some sort of sport he enjoyed playing? If he truly cared, why would he seduce me even after I had explained to him why we couldn't have sex. Why would he touch me in that way until I lost control of my senses? Did he feel some sort of ownership over my body?The sight of him staring back at me with an innocent look drove me crazy. He had this apologetic look creeping through his expression as he strode forward again with pleading eyes.“I said, get out!!!!” I screamed, my voice ripping through the sounds of our erratic breaths.He paused to stare at me for a moment before raiding his hand in surrender. Then he slowly sauntered towards the door with his eyes still fixed at me.“I'm sorry, Lula.” He whispered, still at the door. And with one turn, he rushed out into the living room, heading for the main door. I watched the do
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 57. Disloyal Slut
Lilian's POVI strode across the room towards the kitchen, exchanging greetings with the maids, a warm smile playing across my lips. My fingers curled around the door knob, and when I pulled it ajar, the slim, young nurse had her back facing me with her fingers dipped in the sink full of dirty dishes.“Lydia?!” I called, striding into the room.She turned around at once, the sight of me bringing a smile on her face.“Good morning Ma'am.” She greeted.I smiled back at her, heading straight for the coffee maker and pouring out a cup. “Hey, how was your sleep?” I asked.“It was fine.”I blew into the hot liquid, sipping it slowly with my eyes still fixed on her as she continued in her duties.The sight of the dirty kitchen she was cleaning made me feel some pity for the poor thing. We had talked at length while we both cleaned my room last night to the extent where she confessed that she as well as her other colleagues were never regarded with any kindness or intrest like the one I had
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 58. Heavy Truths
Marcus' POV The sight of Lilian picking herself to her feet and wiping the tears from her face gave me a sense of guilt, my dark secret lurking out of the shadows, wanting to reveal themselves. I couldn't feel the embarrassment steaming from her as she fidgeted with her elbow, the memory of her in that skimpy nightgown a fresh image playing in my head.She must've begun to hate herself for giving in to her lustful desires, desires I had orchestrated. I wished I could just tell her the truth and relieve her if all the mental torture so she would know how good she was. But that would make me the devil, and even if she forgives me for my evil deeds, would she ever be able to forget it?How long before she tells my father about all of it? It would be far worse than whatever I had done to Lula. I knew just how much he loved her, so I knew he would never be able to forgive the fact that I intentionally tried to have her seduced and recorded after drugging her. He would not only disown me.
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 59. Forgiveness and Tears
Tallulah's POVMy grip tightened around the stair guide nervously when I saw my mom and Marcus discussing up the stairs. They were whispering indistinctly so I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying. But what caught my attention was the way he was so close to her, and when he took a small step backwards, I noticed that he had been holding her hand while he spoke to her. I didn't like the fact that he was saying something to her considering the fact that he didn't even like her or me in the first place. I began to suspect that he was in a way manipulating her, following the happenings of last night. From the way her head was held down with her arms wrapped around each other was enough proof that their conversation wasn't just a usual one. What could he be telling her?“Mom, the eggs are ready.” I called, cutting through their conversation.She shuddered a little from the sound of my voice before tilting her head sideways to face me, and when she did, she returned her gaze to Marc
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 88. Her New Crush
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 87. Regrets and Paranoia
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 84. His Return
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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
