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BURIED IN SHAME, PAIN, AND REGRETS
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MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A DEEPER TANGLE
“I am sorry,” he says with utmost sincerity—the very first time I am sensing sincerity in him. “I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. But look, believe me, you are giving that jerk more pleasure if you continue like this. Please, eat. For your own sake. You need enough strength to be able to stand up on your feet again. Because I know Belladine Montana does not stay on the ground. This is not you, and this is not beyond you, B.”He is right. I am not someone who is easily weighed down by things like this. But then, this is too much. I have never been in such a dilema. I have never been this cornered. I have never been in such a deep sh*t. I feel like I am really drowning. I know I should rise above all this. I know I must. I know I will. But where do I start? My name is all covered in mud. Stained. Covered is lust. Where do I begin cleaning?“Dad is worried about you.”I snap out of my engrossed thoughts at Joe’s words. Dad? “He is?” I ask, curiosity rising in me with every secon
Last Updated : 2025-02-15MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A DEEPER CONNECTION
My race is weirdly racing as I stare at other people in my life. I am trying so hard to piece together the pieces of the chaotic puzzle that my life has become and trying to mull over why he is still here and so calm. Why does his return feel like a mystery? It was a somehow sweet mystery because I would still be swimming in the dark of the betrayal playing right under my nose.The room seems to close with every single second that passes by, and yet, I can't seem to read anything about his father. The questions still hang like heavy clouds in my head.“You are staring. Is anything the matter?” Joe breaks the silence after a long moment of pure stare and lull, staring back as he tries to gauge my facial idioms.Why would I not be staring with mental confusion like this? This is all so puzzling. Even why he is helping me is so obstinate to what I would have anticipated. How he remains unagitated and cool like a cucumber in this quagmire is yet another mystery that I need to understand.
Last Updated : 2025-02-15MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A SWING OF EMMOTIONS
But his composure is challenging all my contradicting thoughts; the way his beguiling deep stare is unbreaking from me even when I am trying everything to break it speaks volumes. It is like he wants our eyes to remain locked. Like he is trying to explain something through eye contact. Like…like…ooh my! What is going on here?I look away, but only for a minute, because I am snapped back by his presence as he perches himself beside me, leaving zero distance between us. And again, our eyes don’t even struggle to find each other. They engange in this deep stare, diving into the deepest depths to excavate the secrets behind what is happening.But what is even there to unearth? There shouldn’t be anything. But everything is challenging my believe in all aspects. The mere fact that we shouldn’t be this close yet we are and the mere fact that we shouldn’t be staring at each other like yet we can’t seem to want to break this spell are enough reasons that there is something that was born by hi
Last Updated : 2025-02-15MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN AT ODDS
If there has been a time in my entire life that I was confused, it is now. Nothing that is happening is ringing a bell to me at all. Not how I could have fallen for that mother fucker and how not-pleasant I could not see beneath his mask. Not how a heartbreak was capable of almost turning Mr. into a murderer. How did Joe come into the picture and become my beacon of hope and solace? That is a puzzle I don’t know how I will crack. The sudden change of mood and the rift between me and Janie? I still don’t get a shit about that. I have been checking my phone since several days ago.Today, when the rays of the morning sun stroked me up from my not pleasant slumber, I checked again. And still, not a single call from Jane. Not a text. Not even a ‘how are you coping up’ knowing what I am facing. And that is definitely not her. I had sworn to just deal with this mess and not call, but I had to swallow that pride toady. So, I called two times, but she ignored my calls for the very first time s
Last Updated : 2025-02-17MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN NOT ON THE SAME PAGE
Forget about the last two annoying words. Is he trying to be insultive or something? Who exactly is he to judge me?“Listen, Joe!” I start boldly, fuming inwardly with disapproval at the choice of his words. “If you are here, it is because you want to. So mind your business while I mind mine. I will handle my shit the way I want and at my own pace. Fuck off my case already!”His right eyebrows raise up, forming a very admirable curve above his eye that gives his face a sinfully adorable look. Were it not for his annoying smugness that is choking my demons, I would have gotten lost in taking in his features.“And, what is funny?” I quiz, crinkling my brows at his unsettling reaction.“It is funny how you lie, B!” he states confidently, taking some slow, deliberate steps forward, while I am drawn into awe.I am lying. About why he is here, or about me wanting him to mind his fucking business, or is it about me saying that I can handle my shit? Which is which exactly?“Not another step!”
Last Updated : 2025-02-17MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN BY MY RULES
I suck?Well, I guess I do. Pretty much, indeed. Because if I didn’t, why would I be hurting from words that I formulated for him? I suck so much, and that explains why I have been entertaining these feelings for him. I suck so much, that is why even a disgusting nobody like Leon dumbed me like I was a piece of rotten shit. Yes, I stink pretty much, and that must be the reason why even my only best friend has abandoned me at a time when I need her the most.And ooh, wow! I had to hear that directly from him! And it had to fucking hurt this much? Curse him! Screw him!I scour away the tears furiously; unfortunately, there is no remedy to the loud throbs of pain from my heart. It hurts. It stings so much that I wonder why it has to hurt like this.It is Joe, for fucks sake! He never saw anything good in me. He never saw anything good about me. This is the real Joe that I knew ten years ago. The Joe I was wondering where he went. This is him slapping the shit to my face without caring ho
Last Updated : 2025-02-17MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A GROSS MORNING
The mornings are known to bring about new hope and new beginnings. They mark a new start to forget what happened the previous day and usher in something new and better. With the rising of the sun, a new hope and a new faith are born. And that's what this morning means to me.I have been hurt, confused, and wrongly judged. I messed up too. I have done enough justice by crying my sorrows out. But that was until last night. This beautiful morning, I open a new chapter in which all wrongs would be rewritten. This is the day I start correcting all my wrongs and setting the record straight. This is where I draw the line of hiding as if I were anything close to the criminal that they have labeled me, and go out there and clear my name. This is where I start setting things straight.I take another sizable sip of the steaming hot lemon coffee, and I savor the bracing taste of it as it washes my throat down. This is a sweet remedy indeed. It's so soothing. So refreshing. So re-energizing."Good
Last Updated : 2025-02-17MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN WHEN IT STARTED
“Rule number one,” I start after a long moment of pure stare. “It is high time we embrace ourselves as who we really are—siblings! From this moment on, you are my brother, and I will address you as such!”He laughs my statement off, "But you have never seen me as your brother from the beginning.”“Well, things have changed now. We should try to relate like the half-siblings that we are to clear this confusion,” I state.“Do you know how ridiculous you sound?”Well, no, I don’t! The only ridiculous thing here is this affection that is building in us because it is forbidden. “What is ridiculous is you telling people that you left your perfect life in Cuba to come and fall head over heels for your half-sister!” I scream from the top of my voice, hoping and wishing that he gets my point and quits making this so difficult for me. “What sort of catastrophe do you think that statement alone would cause?”“It is not in our hands to tune our hearts to the direction that we want it to go. Our h
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MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN THE CLASH
I pace back and forth in the room, my fists clenched tight at my sides. My mind feels like it is spinning, and actually, it is indeed spinning badly. On one hand, I want to at least grant Jayden this one wish. After everything he has done for me, he deserves it. But how can it deny me the one thing that I can’t let go? Why did he have to ask only for this of all the things? Well, of course, with the exception of loving him. I would have really loved to grant him even just this one wish.But I can’t!My heart is burning crimson with the wrath I feel for that jerk. My desire to seek revenge for what that moron did to me is unquenchable and unstoppable. That is why I had to even run away from my father just so I could achieve this. How can I just drop it like that?“You and I know that Leon is not alone in this, Bella,” Jayden starts again, standing so close to me, his voice soft. “He has people, and you also mentioned that some of the people have other motives to want to hurt you. You c
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN POINT OF CONFLICT
Jayden’s gaze locks onto mine, and I see something in his eyes that chills me to the bone. His grip on my hand tightens, so hard that it is almost painful. “Because, Bella,” he says, his voice grave, “Desmond Erasto is Leon.”Time seems to stop. The name echoes in my mind, but it doesn’t connect. “What?” I say, my voice barely audible.“Leon,” Jayden repeats. “The man who has caused you so much pain, who took everything from you. The man that you are after is the same man that I have been chasing since I became a police officer.”“No,” I whisper, shaking my head. “That’s not possible. That can’t be true.”“I didn’t know at first either,” Jayden admits. “He has changed his name, his appearance, everything. But the pieces began to fit when I started looking into him after everything he has done to you. The way he operates, his greed, his hunger for power—and on the day that I was attacked in the forest, he was among his goons. We had a gun exchange encounter. I bruised him so close with
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN THE TWIST
The silence stretches to eternity, cutting through the space between us. Jayden looks lost, as if his mind has been triggered. He looks like there is a very painful episode playing in his mind, causing me to walk closer.“Jayden?” I call, but instead of looking at me, he shuts his eyes, pain evident. But pain over what? I just asked a question about this seemingly new character of interest in this story.Why is he triggered like this?“Talk to me, Jayden, please. Who is Desmond Erasto, and what do I have to do with him?” I ask, still sinking into confusion.I lift my head, my heart already pounding. The recent situations have taught me to brace myself for the worst lately, but nothing could prepare me for what he says next.“Desmond Erasto... he is my brother. My long-lost wicked brother!”I blink at him, the words not making sense. Actually, I am drawn into more confusion here. He has a brother? “Your brother?”Jayden nods slowly, his eyes clouded with memories. He pulls up two chair
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN THE PLAN
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the small condo, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold steel of my resolve. I sit at the tiny kitchen table, cradling the mug in my hands. The condo is sparse, a temporary hideout Jayden arranged, but it is enough for now. It is a place to think, to plan. And to set the plan in motion.Jayden sits across from me, his own coffee untouched. His dark eyes study me intently, the silence between us heavy with unspoken questions. He is quite a stubborn and selfless guy. When he stopped the car last night, I thought for a moment that I was just about to save a soul from getting into more trouble because of me. But he only stopped to warn me to never ask him to abandon me ever again. That is how we ended up here, in this condo, together."So," he says finally, breaking the tension. "Do I have the right to ask what your plan is? You didn't go through all that trouble just to get out. What exactly do you want?"I meet his gaze, my grip tightening on th
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN THE ESCAPE
The soft glow of moonlight spills through my bedroom window, casting long shadows across the room. My heart hammers in my chest as I zip my bag, the last one to precise, trying to keep my hands steady. Every sound—the rustle of fabric, the faint creak of the floorboards beneath my feet—feels deafening.If anyone hears me, this is over before it even begins. If my father knows that I am already packing, he will pull all strings to drag the entire police force here to stop me. But before that happens, I have to escape. I know it also sounds impossible given the tight security we have here, but I must make it out of here tonight.Jayden’s plan is simple on paper, but executing it feels like threading a needle in the dark. The security here has been so tight from the start, patrolling every corner of the estate like hawks. They don’t just guard the house; they cage it. I hate it, always did. Never have I ever tried escaping, but today I am daring to, and I can’t say that I am not scared.
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN CROSSROADS
I swallow hard, my throat tight. “The scandals, Dad. The rumors. The pains I have gone through. The humiliations and the shame I have endured and caused you and the rest. For every injustice that I have gone through, Dad. I want revenge on that man who made me go through all that for nothing! But I cannot do that here. I need to be far away from you all so that he does not come after you. I will deal with him without involving anyone.”He exhales sharply, standing up and pacing a few steps away before turning back to face me. His eyes are dark, intense, filled with a mix of frustration and pain.“Do you hear yourself?” he says, his voice shaking. “You think leaving will fix everything? You think running away will protect us? First, I will not let you do something as crazy as that.”“I am trying to protect you!” I snap, standing up so we are eye to eye. “Don’t you see that? If I stay, the scandals will keep growing, and the people targeting me won’t stop. If they know I have ressurrect
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A FATHER'S PLAN
I hear his footsteps before I see him, the sound slow but deliberate, each step carrying the weight of emotions I am not ready to face. When I glance up, our gazes lock. He is standing a few feet away, his silhouette framed by the soft glow of the porch light, but his cool does not stop me from springing to face, shaking.“Dad? How…how long have you been there?” I ask, and I think the best question would have how much he has heard.He walks closer, standing a step in front of me. His expression not changing. “Not much, but I am curious about the little that I heard.”That made me to breath out the air I did not know I was holding, releaf washing over me. Thank goodness that was all that he heard. He can never know about me and Joe. I hope he never does because he will not only be disaapointed at us, but that will kill him too. Then again, for how long will we manage to keep this a secret now that we are all under the same roof?“Bella,” my father speaks, his voice steady yet tinged wi
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN SOMETHING TO RETHINK
"It is not about what I want, Jayden," I say finally, my voice trembling but firm. "Because if that was the case, I would stay right here.""Then what is it? Don't you trust me? Us?" He asks."It also not about trust, because I saw how you fought for us even when we were merely strangers to you, and even when you and Joe crashed on every single thing. This is about what I have to do. What needs to be done for the greater good of everyone? I will never forgive myself if something happens to Joe, you, and everyone else because of me. I want to prevent that at all costs.""Even if you have to hurt him? Can you bear Joe being mad at you? The man has a temper and an ego, you know. This might cause a rift between you two. So, can you handle it?"Temper and ego? I am aware of that. And I am actually more worried about how Joe will react to this than Jayden is. But as I said, I have to do this. Love is understanding. He will get mad at first, but I am sure he will understand why I had to do t
MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN A TOUGH DECISION
The night sky is clear, the moon glowing bright and casting a silvery light over everything around us. The stars are scattered like tiny diamonds on a black canvas, and the quiet hum of crickets fills the air. Jayden and I sit outside the mansion on an old wooden bench, the chilly breeze brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. It is peaceful; actually, this was my mother’s favorite spot. I remember all the stories we shared, all the memories that are still treasured deep in my heart. Memories, really never die. It has been years, yet it feels like it was just yesterday that we sat here, talking, laughing, and making memories.I glance at Jayden from the corner of my eye. He is sitting beside me, his hands resting on his knees, his posture rigid. He looks like he is lost in thought, his gaze fixed somewhere far beyond the darkness.I would have loved to be with Joe right now. My Joe. My sweet Joe. A slight smile sweeps across my lips at the thought of him, but it fades
