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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 1. Seduced By a Stranger
Tallulah's POV “Fuck, it's cold.” I voiced, pulling the sheets above my head. The heater had begun saturating the hotel room, and the air freshener had a pleasant smell. I can't believe I'm at a five-star hotel, with a credit card in my purse containing thousands of dollars. And it was all thanks to my mom who got engaged to Mr Winston, a wealthy ship builder. I can't wait to meet my step family. But this was no time to be hiding underneath a blanket, I should be out there celebrating with some drinks at the bar. After all, my days of being broke were over, and my mum was finally getting married after decades of loneliness. •••••• The elevator doors slid open, revealing the passage leading to the hotel's bar which I strode into. But I began having second thoughts when I noticed the crowd of people in the room. Unlike other regular bars, they were all mannered, having small talks, and holding glasses of expensive drinks and wine. The music being played on the speakers was slow and
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 2. More Than a Kiss
Tallulah's POV The thought of never seeing him again scared me. He's so handsome and funny that I wished he would take me to the dance every night, and fill my ears with his alluring compliments. But what he asked seemed too much to give. I can't open myself up to him on our first night like a whore. And besides we barely knew anything about each other. His voice regained my attention. “It's just a kiss, that's all.” He whispered, halting in his strides. He does have a point though... What if it was just a harmless kiss? That wouldn't hurt, would it? Like an engine, my heart pounded in pleasure, propelling me forward towards his visage. I slowly pressed my lips against his and pulled back again to see his face. The light emitted from the fluorescent bulb glistened through his hair, with soft brown eyes that peered into my soul. His towering presence made me wet, anticipating his next move. His gaze shifted to my mouth, and slowly, he cupped my chin and our lips interlocked agai
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 3. Love at First S*x
Tallulah's POV He paused to watch me, even after I had given him the permission to fuck me. His soft brown orbs were filled with care, and his touch had become very gentle. He had been so confident since I met him until this moment. It was almost as if he was afraid that he might hurt me. But I didn't want to be treated like an egg. I didn't want him to see me as fragile. I wanted him to plunge his dick into me like he would do to any other woman. I wished he would just shut his mind and fuck me senseless. Yes, it was my first time. And yes, I wanted it to be special. But even if he was the stranger I had met minutes ago, I saw him as the special person I wanted to embark on this adventure with. I gently reached out my hand, caressing his cheeks. My other arm slipped underneath his muscles, pulling me towards him. Then I kissed him sensually, rubbing my nose against his. My nipples touched his chest as our mouths danced together in a perfect order. This kiss wasn't just a lustful
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 4. Love or Lust
Tallulah's POV “Tallula! It's time to wake up.” My lips spread into a smile as his sweet voice filtered through my ears from behind me. The morning light crept through the curtains, momentarily crippling my senses. I let out a soft yawn as I pulled the sheets over my head, not wanting to wake up. Last night was the best night of my life. The sex was great, but what made it perfect was the way he cleaned me up, making my night full of comfort and rest. He also wrote down a drug prescription which he got from the Internet. We would visit a pharmacist early this morning to buy an after pill to prevent pregnancy. But I had begun to contemplate the idea of letting his sperm grow inside of me so I could have a little him in my womb. “Tallula, it's time to go.” A masculine voice filled the room again, but this time, it was followed by a soft knock. I recognized the voice, and that's definitely not the voice of my prince charming. Why is he knocking at my door? I turned around to see wh
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 5. My New Stepbrother
Tallulah's POV They say a single mother and her only daughter are like twin sisters who could read the meaning of every expression on each other's face. That fact had become my weakness. We had been together since my birth and we knew each other's secrets, inside out. I could hide the truth from Kathie and Micheal in plain sight, but not from her. My gaze slightly shifted to where Mark stood, but he wasn't there. It was almost as if he had disappeared, like a ghost. My heart began to pound when I noticed that Kathie's gaze had followed mine up the stairs, and back again. She sighed. “Ignore him. He doesn't seem happy that you're here, but he'll get over it soon.” “Nice first impression, Mark!” She yelled. I began exhaling slowly in an attempt to conceal the change in my expression as my mom stared intently at me. Unknown to me, there was a little flaw in the arrangements I had made to cover up my secret affair. “It must be a fever.” Micheal announced, “She had to stop by the ph
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 6. Golddiggers!!
Marcus' POV Two days ago, I was shocked when I received the news; ‘My dad was getting married.’ I know I should've been happy about it, but I wasn't. In fact, I began to hate the woman he would marry even before I met her. It reminded me of the time he fell for a stunning model named Catherine Heather, and they got married after mere months of courtship. Guess how that ended? Two years later, she filed a divorce and took half of his property along with her. That's decades of work all to the drain. And for what? For love, for lust, and for affection. ‘Fucking golddiggers!’ And now, he was about to make the same mistake once again. He just never learns. The most annoying part is that I have to come over to the mansion to welcome those thieves into our home. Just Great. •••••••As I battled with the infuriating thoughts that filled my head, my gaze fell upon the stunning girl at the bartender's counter, where I was headed. ‘Damn, she's hot.’ Her red dress highlighted her perfect p
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 7. My Cruel Stepbrother
Tallulah's POV The scent of his minty breath on my face made me shiver. He was about to explain his reasons for abandoning me at the hotel. But it wouldn't hurt to listen after a few kisses, would it? I shut my eyes and slightly parted my lips, waiting for our mouths to interlock. But the words that left his lips threw my mind into confusion.“I'm not the kind of man that revisits an already eaten meal.” He said.‘What the fuck does that even mean?’For a moment, I fell into a world of denial, not wanting to believe that he was referring to me as an already eaten meal. Unknown to me, the worst was yet to come.“And you're not the kind of girl that makes a man hungry for more.” It felt like a speed train with daggers for tires ran into me, sweeping my soul away from my body. I gazed upon the smirk on his face, hoping it was some sort of dark humor. Would he burst into laughter and tell me he was kidding?He didn't. Rather, he turned towards the kitchen door and strode out of the roo
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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
