All Chapters of My Stepson Is a Bully: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AUTHOR’S POVBlake watched Katie leave his room, anger building up inside him. Her words reverberated in his head.How dare she throw his love back in his face? He was Blake, handsome and irresistible. No one said no to him. Absolutely no one refuses him.Here he was, trying to fight for them while she did nothing but give them up.“Fuck” he cursed, shoving his hands against his wardrobe. He could still smell her sweet scent. That was not something he could forget in a hurry, given how heady it made him feel. What he couldn't understand was why she had such a strong effect on him.Leaning against the mahogany structure, he dragged his hand along his face. This was a huge disaster; he had always felt things could go wrong if he confessed his feelings for her, but he never thought it would go this wrong. He had only imagined that they would face opposition from his father, but he believed that they would overcome whatever obstacle he put in their way and leave the older adult in the du

KATIE’S POVA scream pierced the peace of the house again. This time, it was followed by the sound of an earsplitting alarm bell. It sounded like a fire alarm, and I wondered what was happening.Groaning, I turned to my other side. I had heard the scream before, but I was unwilling to come out. I doubted that whatever was happening was any of my business, and there was nothing real I could do to help. But before I could even think of drifting back to sleep, this loud sound shook the house again, and it seemed that whoever was causing all this commotion was trying to wake everyone up and drive them outside. Maybe there was a fire in the house.Sluggishly, I pull myself up, rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand. The clock on the wall told me that it was still the wee hours of the morning. It was barely six yet. So why was all this trouble for?And I couldn't smell any smoke.I could already hear movement outside and panicked voices. But I couldn't make out what they were saying; the

AUTHOR’S POVAxel watched Katie's expression turn sour as she stared at the papers he was holding. He had been surprised to see them, too, stacked on the desk in the corner of his father's room. He had stumbled upon them when he came in this morning. It was a bit of a surprise how he had noticed them, considering the circumstances that clouded his mind today. There he was, lying hungover in the room he lodged last night when he got a call. He had attended a party, and of course, it stretched through the night, just as he liked it. The caller turned out to be the butler, and he broke the terrible news.“Young master Axel,” The butler’s shaky voice echoed.“What is it, Greg?“ He had mumbled, annoyed to be woken up so early. Not especially during a hangover.“Something terrible has happened,” He started, causing Axel to groan.“If you can't go straight to the point, I'll have to end this call…” He responded.He would have done that regardless if it wasn't the urgency in his voice.“You

KATIE’S POVThe black police van pulled up at the station, and the door was opened for us to descend. I heaved a sigh of relief. Sitting in the back seat with Axel and Blaze on either side had been highly uncomfortable. Not only was my shoulder pressed against Blaze's, but we were literally breathing the same air. I could directly inhale the sweet aroma of his perfume.And Axel was, well..cold. The temperature in the van dropped the minute he entered. I could tell he still suspected me just as strongly, and I wondered why it was so easy for him to be convinced I was the one.In all, the tension there was too much for me. No one spoke a word to break the ice. It seemed we were all fine with pretending not to know one another. I wondered why the twins didn't talk, though. Was there a rift between them, too? Or had Maverick's death just brought out the worst in both of them? The policeman had told us as we were led in that we were going for questioning. We were to say the absolute trut

KATIE’S POVAxel's girlfriend did come as she promised. I thought she would take just Axel, as Lily had done, but she surprised me by asking me to follow them. Well, that solved the problem of who would come to bail me out. I was glad to breathe the clean air of the evening as we were let out of the station. Never again, I told myself, will I go in there for whatever reason. Even if it meant running away when the police came for an 'interview,’ I would do so without breaking a sweat. The drive back to the mansion was silent. Well, she had music playing softly from the speaker like she was attempting to ease the tension, but that did not qualify as something to break the ice. She didn't even say a word to Axel, and my eyes darted between them, confused.Were they arguing? However, he didn't seem tense around her as he had been with me in the cell. But I did not attempt to ask. I had more than enough headaches of my own.The house was quiet, too. The workers were doing their jobs as