All Chapters of Obsessed With My Husband's Step-Brother: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

“Enjoy the ride.” A pretty woman in white uniform smiled sweetly at Neil and I, placing a sweaty bottle of red wine and tall wine glasses down on a stool between the white lounge chairs on the deck of the yacht.“Thank you.” I smiled back at her from my comfortable position on Neil’s chest, with his arm lazily draped around my waist. She gave us a fond smile like she could tell we were newlyweds, then turned around to disappear quietly below deck, leaving us to the privacy of the sweet dark night and the swish sounds of the ocean beneath and around the boat.I nuzzled into Neil’s chest, pushing his white cruise shirt down the sides of his torso to give me more of his warmth. He squeezed my ass in his hand through the transparent fabric of my tiny white cruise dress and nibbled on my ear. “We’re supposed to be looking at the views.” He chuckled.I placed a kiss on his chest, curling more into him. “The view of

My pussy was weeping into my thong, clenching around itself, and wishing Neil’s cock fucking my belly was impaling it, big and hard. There was pre-cum spilling off his cock onto my skin, providing more lubrication. He groaned, disconnecting his mouth from mine to bury his head against my neck, looking downward to watch his cock fuck my skin while both of his arms held my ass in place, my body rocking with his.A shaky sound of protest left me when I found my mouth empty, but it turned into a gasp when I heard the rip sound of my lingerie bra. His thumb had jerked the flimsy blue fabric apart, freeing my restrained breasts to bounce between us. The scrap of clothing fluttered to the floor, and he ducked his golden head to grab my breast with his mouth, sucking long and hard, before moving to the other one.His warm tongue pacified the swollen nipple before he straightened to return his tongue to its rightful place; my mouth.I could not stop trembling.His r

“The fuck?!” I cursed, and glanced over at the golden click spread over the wall. It was 7:58am. Leilani’s flight leaves by 8:00am. “Which fucking plane is she on?” I was moving at the speed of light as I grabbed the keys to one of the rental cars and flew out through the fucking door.I had two minutes.Tina could not leave this fucking city. Leilani would be exposed to her on a small, luxury island. Oh fuck, Tina was insane. Going after Leilani to hurt her during her fucking honeymoon. When she knew nobody else but Neil would be there.Shit. She could tell Neil the fucking truth between Leilani and I. Shit. Shit. Shit.“We cannot locate any identity that matches her on any of these planes, but she is on one of them.” The second investigator said. “She knows we’re tracking her. She knows we’re watching.”Tim exclaimed, “The airport is a ten-minute drive at top speed all the way from you

When I went black, it was not unconsciousness. It was not anger. It was not just a mood. It was death. I was ready to murder anyone. I was ready to throw myself against any hard wall of brick, metal or titanium. I was fucking dead and dark in my mind, as something had finally snapped inside me. I barely showed any affection towards my family, but they meant the world to me, because they gave me the warmth I never had in my early years, even though that warmth was not enough to thaw part of my cold soul that makes me how I am today.The part of my being that haunts me when I am down, and drags me down to depressing levels when all I can feel is gloom and pain. I had grown farther apart from my mother growing up, but that did not fucking mean she was not special to me. And now, someone had the galls to hurt my mother. Darkness filled my vision and my mind as I drove back to the hotels like a bat out of hell, zooming on air and pushing the car to its damn limits. In no time,

Adonis“Adonis?” I heard someone say softly somewhere beside me. I opened my tightly shut eyes, and clenched my jaw. I was sitting on one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs with my elbows resting on my knees and my head bowed. It was so difficult to keep the memories away when I knew Cora was about to die somewhere in the emergency room.This was the ultimate trigger a couple of my therapists had mentioned. A trigger that could undo all of the progress and peace closure brings. The thing was that, I knew deep down that I never found closure from all the fucked up shit in my mind. All of that fear, anger, rage and pain were all bottled inside me. And that was why I have bouts of very deep depressions from time to time. Isolation. Period of self-loathing. Periods where I seemed to be most dangerous, yet that was when I was most vulnerable. Periods where I could not let anyone see the pain in my eyes.Periods like now.I never completed therapy. Beca