All Chapters of My Stepson Is a Bully: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AUTHOR’S POV"Now that's settled," Axel said, stepping behind the table and adjusting his seat. "Shall we continue from where we stopped?They had just had the crazy woman and her son sent out of their house, and he couldn't help but be more than relieved."I don't have interest in the conversation anymore'' Blaze snapped. He picked up his cup of coffee and frowned. It was long cold, thanks to the fruitless interruption. He thought of getting another one, but what was the point? It was no longer morning anyway. The extra shot of caffeine wasn't necessary in the first place, with all the shouting that had gone on here. "What do you mean by that? We haven't concluded on anything," his brother argued."I said you can take responsibility for the company."Axel paused for a while. Taking over the company was not a bad idea. That would mean extra profit, and when the time came for Katie to claim it, he would be far into it already. He didn't think she would do it anyway, so he'd be the own

AUTHOR’S POVBlaze passed the silver cufflinks through the last buttonhole and adjusted his sleeves. This was one of the few times he stood before a mirror, and of course, he looked splendid. He was donned in a noble white tuxedo, a blue and white striped tie on his neck. The theme Cicely had picked for the wedding was blue; she even gave her something blue to put in his front pockets. A rare blue rose, in her words, though he had an idea that it was artificialThat didn't matter now, though. He couldn't get his mind off the fact that in just a few hours, he would be free from wedding expenses and planning. He wasn't involved in planning it, but occasionally, the ladies came to him for updates and choices like picking the theme or approving a venue. Things he had no genuine interest in with all that was going on lately. For all he cared, this should have been a brief court marriage and be done with. It would all be over by tomorrow. Then, he could get back to his everyday life. Well,

AUTHOR’S POV"Alright, that'll be all," the cameraman straightened. Blaze felt like he should have said that long ago; he had taken like a hundred pictures by now. It was almost like he wanted to make sure this day would be imprinted in their memories, which it would be anyway, especially since neither of his parents was in any of the pictures.That hurt. He could easily picture his mother wrapping her arm around him, a gentle smile that reached her eyes on her face as they posed for the camera. Then, throw a Maverick on Lily's side, and the wedding would be complete.Hunter ran up to him, breathing heavily. His first two buttons were already undone, and Blaze frowned slightly. That was not the typical groomsman look. He was supposed to maintain an unruffled appearance throughout the day. Or maybe he was just annoyed because he couldn't undo a few buttons of his suit."Lily's family wants to have a word with you. I think they want to give a toast," he said."I already met them," Blaze

AUTHOR’S POVHe had just opened his car door when the driveway was flooded with light. He turned to see Axel standing in the doorway. "Off so soon?" He called, leaning against the balcony. Blaze's movement suddenly seemed unusual. First, he stayed back to talk to that strange man, and now he was running off at the start of his dinner. "I'll be back," Blaze called back. "Did Lily tell you to get me I'm there again?"Axel chuckled. "She didn't need to, and it's plain on her face that she was troubled. It's your wedding night, Blaze, and you should be with your bride.""if anyone tells me that again, I'll punch him in the face," Blaze muttered. He opened the door again, ready to drive off, when he remembered wanting to ask Axel something."Axel, did you get a message?""It's kinda hard to hear you from that distance," Axel said. He had a wicked grin as Blaze groaned and walked closer to him. It felt good to look down at Blaze from the balcony and have Blaze look up at him, too. "I got

KATIE’S POVI stared at her for a while, dumbfounded, as her words sank in repeatedly. Her eyes remained glued to mine, and I could tell she wanted an answer.But how?Zuhra was always a shoulder to lean on, but I never saw her more than a friend and a sister. Love wasn't something I was willing to try. Ever again."Are you serious?" I asked, my voice rising a little."Look, I know it sounds.. unusual, but I like you, Tessa. It feels so wonderful to be around you, and I never want that to end. Hell, I'd even like to be the mother of your child...""Okay, hold it up" I raised a hand to cut her short. I felt like the world was slipping from under my feet. "You're freaking out,” Zuhra sounded deflated. Well, who wouldn't?A woman with scars like mine would run a million miles away from anything with the letter L."Is that why you've been so nice to me? So that when you show your true intentions, I wouldn't be able to say no?" I asked, my voice breaking as my heart skipped a beat as I