The fool is out of bullets, luckily.He throws the gun to the floor, throwing a punch at Joe. Joe barely dodges the first blow aimed at him, clumsily slashing with the knife in return. His attacker hesitates, and Joe presses forward, gritting his teeth through the pain. He is struggling with this giant goon, but he is showing no intention of claiming defeat against him.Jayden, on the other side, dispatches one opponent with brutal skillfulness, only to turn and take on another. He looks so good in this scene as if he was born for this. As if he has been doing this all his life.Suddenly, a sharp cry pierces the air. My heart leaps into my throat as I see Jayden stagger, clutching his shoulder. Blood seeps through his fingers, dark and vivid under the moonlight.‘Jayden!” I scream, my voice breaking with panic. “Argh!” He groans, his voice sharp with anger. I thought he was going to run back inside for safety, but not. He fires, indulging again with a new strength that is fueled by a
Mr. Jonathan looks back at us, clearing his voice, “Umh…yeah. I meant, as far as I am concerned. My son has a good heart.”We both nod, although I sense something fishy here. I don’t know what it is, but something feels off somehow. “And why is he good with guns?” I ask.“Guns?” He hesitates for a moment, but he portrays nothing more to sell him off. “He had been training since a young age. I mean, bringing him up in this kind of a place, he had to learn the ways of survival, and that was one of the basics.”I see. “He does not look like someone who leaves here. He looks so much more like a city man than a local bush guy. Forgive me, it is just my observations,” Joe says.And he is right. If Jayden’s dressing style is distinct from his father’s, he is neat. And these skinny jeans, seriously? He looks so out of place here.“Well, he has two homes. He lives in the city and comes to visit as often as he can. I could not deny him that kind of life just because I had no interest in it myse
I wake up in Joe’s arms, his steady breath warming my cheek despite the chill of the cave. His arm drapes over me, protective even in his sleep. The cold of the night had been biting, but his warmth had kept it at bay. For the first time in days, I feel a sliver of peace.I tour my eyes around our inhabitant, and my heart sinks the moment I notice something. Mr. Jonathan is nowhere to be seen. Not even his bag of traditional medicines or his weapon. Panic flares in my chest like a match. Where could he have gone? I remember we all dozed off together last except for Jayden.My mind races. Jayden’s unpredictable attitude and Mr. Jonathan’s mysterious behavior still hang heavily over me. What if they have decided they have had enough? And given the way Jayden acted last night, I am not wrong to believe so. Besides, he is Jayden’s father, so of course, he will choose his son over us.Joe stirs slightly, but his face remains serene, his body relaxed in sleep. The pain he has been enduring
I smirk. Then suddenly, I drop my hand. “Unfortunately, you already suggested we scour the forest for more food. I think we should stick to that. Too bad, honey,” I wink and he bites his lower lip, looking away for a second.When our eyes meet again, his are dark but beautiful. They hold this intense look that draws me into their bottoms with a snap. And for a moment, I am lost—lost in his eyes.“As you wish, sugar,” he breaks the sweet moment that I wished would never end, pulling me deeper into the forest.Arggh!"But don’t be so hurt. I will take care of that which you so desire the most, the beautiful queen of my heart,” he tightened his hand around mine, throwing me a wink that carried a deep mischief that caused a ripple of pleasure down my backbone.Ooh, I would like to see how you will do that, Mr. Montana junior. With these wounds that can’t even make you walk properly and your broken arm, how will you do it?We scour the forest together, Joe managing to move despite his inju
I sit on the cold cave floor, watching over Jayden as his breathing steadies. His face is pale, his wounds still fresh, and I can't help but feel a pang of guilt. This web is taking the dimension that I don’t like—catching innocent people who know absolutely nothing about this web of lies and injustice. Not this guy’s stubbornness or his gross attitude warranted him these wounds. But here he is, wounded, because of Joe and me, and fighting a battle that is not his. A battle that he does not know how serious it is.Joe is sprawled a few feet away, leaning against the wall. His sharp eyes never leave me, though he is trying to hide it. This one, sha!The tension between them is suffocating, and the silence feels like it is going to choke me. Each wants to claim me, to have me. I am afraid, that Joe’s words, which I termed meaningless, are beginning to make sense. I thought it was jealousy; I thought it was him trying to be insecure and overprotective of what is his unnecessarily, but I
Mr. Jonathan studies me for a moment before speaking. "Why is Leon so determined to destroy you? What did you do to him? Is there any truth to the allegations against you?"I stiffen, the question hitting too close to home. "The honest truth is that I am innocent, Mr. Jonathan. I didn't do anything," I say firmly. "He is a liar. He framed me for things he himself did. Not one, not two..." voice falters, the words too heavy to say.Mr. Jonathan nods slowly. "I believe you," he says, and the weight on my chest eases slightly."Thank you. And I am so sorry for getting you and your son involved," I whisper, my voice soft. "I feel so bad that you are also his target now. You have been nothing but a God-sent samaritan to me and Joe. I don't wish to repay you by causing you any harm, Mr. Jonathan, and I am afraid that that is what is happening now."He shakes his head, taking my hand. "This is exactly what I would have wished for anyone to do for my child if they were in your situation, my d
THE BLAMEMy pacing back and forth is growing with every passing second. My heart is throbbing, calling for Joe! I hate it when he does this."Please come back, Joe! Where the heck are you?” I murmur, pressing onto my chest with one hand, my gaze never leaving the entrance of the cave, wishing and hoping that I would see him walk in any second.But the wait is never-ending, and the hope is fading away with each passing second. There is no sight of him anywhere.“You should not worry about a grownup who has chosen to act like a child. That brother of yours needs to grow up.”I turn to that voice, almost colliding with Jayden with a cup of coffee that I don’t take. I don’t need a fucking coffee, nor do I need his stupid opinion. I need Joe. It has been almost an hour since he stormed out. What if... what if...‘No, B. Don’t entertain that thought.’ My brain screams to me.“I went through the trouble of making it for you. Please,” Jayden pleads, still handing me the steaming coffee.He w
The forest is alive with the sounds of night creatures, but the world around us feels silent, as if it is holding its breath for us. Joe’s eyes burn into mine, a storm of emotions swirling within them—love, desire, jealousy, and need. His thumb brushes my cheek as he leans in, his lips finding mine again. This time, the kiss is slower, deeper, a sweet torment that sends a shiver racing through me.His hands explore my face, my neck, and my shoulders, each touch deliberate and gentle, as though he’s trying to memorize every inch of me. His lips leave mine, trailing kisses down my jawline, pausing at the sensitive spot just beneath my ear. “You drive me insane, baby. I want to eat you whole, baby,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “Every part of you... Every damn inch you, B… ooh, I can’t get enough.”"Ooh, yes, baby. I am all yours. Eat me whole, baby. Make love to...aahh!" Ooh, sweet shit! Where am I?"Say no more, baby. I am going to fuck you so sweet and hard..."His words s
“Are you sure, Miss Mauricio?”“Mrs. Rayson, Drew Mazur!” She screams, almost deafening my ears. She must be trying to convince herself that she is still part of Rey. “I am Rayson’s wife. And this is my home with him!”“Well, only that marriage shit of paper ties you to my Rey, Tarah!” I correct her because it seems like her stupid brain is failing to catch even just a glimpse of the reality. Like I said before, hold on to it dearly, because it is the only thing that you can have to force yourself on Rey. Everything else, his love, his care, his protection, his soul, mind, and body, I have taken it all. Well, it is not like you ever had any of it. And as for this home, enjoy your limited stay as long as it will last, because with the way things are blinding, I can vouch on the seed growing in my belly that I feel more homey here than you do, Mrs. Legal Wife!” I mock.She smirks, almost loudly, but I guess something knocked on her sixth sense and stopped her from mocking herself. “Real
I am peacefully Perched at my preferred spot beside the pool, sampling in the tranquil serenity. I cruise my eyes around the placid turquoise waters. I am always calmed by the sight of the still blue water. Unfortunately, my life has yet to become this nonbelligerent.The past two months have been just like hell on earth in this house. Nothing has altered, even with my belly bump that is beginning to show. Ooh, yes, my sexcapades with Raybore fruits. Our old feelings got rekindled in the sweetest way possible. I am caressing the tiny bump as we speak, wanting to feel the magic of a life thriving inside of me once again, but I know I am dreaming. It’s too early to feel it kick, but I cannot help the ebullience and gloating that come with it.I am three months down, meaning this beast sowed this seed in me that very first time we had sex after our re-encounter. Funny because I was the one who ignited that moment. I was the one who wanted it. That day he was all drunk and reeking of alco
N.B.: THIS IS ANOTHER DIFFERENT STORY. MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN BOOK 2“I have not insulted you, Katherine, believe me. If I were to call you names, I don’t know which ones I would choose for you. One thing I know though is that you all that evil, wickedness, and shameless depict. Even worse!” Irma shot back.Ray's mother's face contorted with rage. "You are the one who should be ashamed, you conniving little witch! You think you can walk into our lives and steal my son away from his rightful place? I won't allow it! And if that is what wickedness and evil means, then I plead guilty as charged, and I am not ashamed of it. You haven’t even seen anything until you stop fooling around with my son, who is someone else’s husband. You don’t have to let the whole world know how shameless and greedy you are, you know."“I can also use your own words. If loving Ray, if fighting for the love of my life, the father to my child, is what shamelessness and
"Not yet, Bella," I turn to Daniel as he speaks. Wait, the last I checked, he was in prison. When and how did he get out? "Your guy here had everything lined up for this grand ending!"Huh?I turn to Joe. "What is he talking about?"Joe takes some papers from his jacket and hands them to me. I take them, and I see Leon's name printed at the top.The only thing I get from the first few lines of the first page states that I will be the sole owner of B&L company from now on. With all the trust I have for Joe, I don't need to keep reading. Whatever he does, he always has my best interests at heart. And it seems he had well prepared for this ending more than I did. This is indeed a good closure. Soon, somehow, I will thank him dearly for all this.I throw the papers at Leon's face. "Sign them," I order, throwing the papers in front of him."What...what are these papers for? There is no way I am signing something without knowing what it is for. Besides, I need my lawyer to go through them f
I nod, my eyes not leaving Leon's as I slap the truth that he has hidden so well. "Yes. His real name is Desmond Erasto! Brother to Officer Jayden.""Officer Jayden?" Three voices chorus together, and if there is one person who is about to pee on his pants upon hearing of that name, it is this fool."Yes!" I affirm, making sure my next words drill straight to Leon. "Thanks to you, Leon or Desmond or whatever your fucking name is. Your brother is now a police officer, and guess why he became one? To seek justice for his beautiful mother, whom you killed!""Shut the fuck up!"Ooh, the jerk has the energy, the roar, huh? He looks like he would slit my throat with his claws right this second if he could. Truth indeed really hurts, right? He has hidden behind this mask for years; he has carried the guilt for years, yet he cannot face the truth."Killed? You mean the attempt on our lives was not the first murder he had attempted? He had killed before?" Joe can't believe what is happening."
The car stops in front of the strange abandoned building after a long, silent twenty-minute drive. I glance at Joe's wristwatch-it reads a quarter to midnight. The place is eerily quiet, as if no living soul has been near this mansion in decades. Or maybe ever. There is nothing else around. Just this massive, eerie structure staring back at us like it has secrets to hide. Or maybe it indeed has, if otherwise, why are we here in the middle of the night? Why did he decide to bring me here instead of taking me back to the house where I am urgently needed?"Where are we? What are we doing here?" I ask, my voice low and cautious. The silence of the place feels suffocating, like even the air is afraid to move.Joe does not answer. He does not even look at me. His eyes remain locked on the tall, shadowy building ahead. His eyes not flickering even once."What is inside that house?" I whisper again, my heart thudding harder with each second he stays quiet."Let's find out," he says, his voice
The drive has been deadly silent. The night feels as if it is closing in on me. Joe does not look happy with me at all, or at least, he is not okay. He had been avoiding looking my way ever since we got into this car half an hour ago. I want to talk to him so badly because I understand that I fucked up by leaving him in the dark and following my crazy ideas. And I know that hurt him so badly. That was his ego that I touched by trusting Jayden over him.I was about to speak when my phone buzzed on my lap, and I grabbed it fast, checking the message.It is from Jayden. 'I now accept that I will never have a place in your heart. It hurts, but I have to accept it. Thank you for the time that I spent with you. I will never forget that because they are worth keeping. You were right. It is best if we go our separate ways. I may have lost you, but I still have that one drive-justice for my mother. That will keep me going. Good luck to whoever gets to our target first!!!' Yours, Jayden.Shit!
“I thought she was totally disconnected from us. I am glad that she is still with us,” Joe says, a small smile playing on his lips.This feels so overwhelming! We have a new hope, and this can never feel any good. As if pulled by a certain force, I move closer, sealing the gap between us, and I reach for his lips, kissing him gently, a kiss of assurance. He does not waste time but captures my lips, returning the kiss with the same gentleness and passion.Jayden clears his throat from behind me, reminding us that we are not in our own world as we thought. Unwillingly, we break the kiss, and we take a moment to just admire each other, again, forgetting that there is someone else in the room.“We should start heading home. We don’t know when Father will be awake,” Joe says, and I nod my head.“Well, excuse me, here!” Jayden speaks, making us turn to him. He looks pissed, and his looks speak of disapproval.“Mr. Man, what is she now, huh? Something you can control the way you want? Are yo
I take a shaky breath, the weight of the room pressing down on me like a storm ready to explode. My eyes dart between Joe and Jayden, their standoff pulling me into a whirlpool of confusion and dread. Every nerve in my body feels raw, screaming with fear. Things never end well whenever these two clash. I hid from Joe and ran off with Jayden, and I could see the anger and suspicion in Joe’s eyes, which made today’s encounter feel even worse.Joe’s eyes burn into mine, searching for answers I can’t give him right now. His presence feels overwhelming, his possessiveness like chains tightening around me. Jayden stands tall, his calm demeanor barely masking the fire beneath. He has always been the rational one, the protector, but now he is as much a threat to my fragile sanity as Joe is.“Joe,” I finally manage to whisper, my voice trembling. “What are you doing here? How did you…”“How did I find you two?” He cuts me off, his voice calm but harsh. “Of all the things you could do, Bella, y