All Chapters of My brother's Best Friend Made Me a Sinner: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stared flatly at Dallas, who stood before me. "Can you stop involving yourself in everything that concerns me, Dallas?" I tried to control my tone but couldn't hide my disgust for him simultaneously. "This is too much." Arabella stared intently at him.Dallas looked from the bottom to the top of my appearance. "I'm not overdoing it, and I'm doing what I think is right. Tonight, you're not going anywhere." He made that clear in his voice and didn't want to be contradicted.I held up the bottom of my dress and showed it to Dallas. "But I've been preparing since this afternoon, Dallas." I half whined at him. "I want to go." Then afterward, I spoke pushily to get him to change his mind.Dallas ignored my gaze. "You're not going anywhere, Arabel. I won't allow it, so you'd better change your clothes." Dallas wasn't listening at all.My eyes stared at him with furrowed brows. What pissed me off was that Dallas' unilateral decision had canceled my party with my friends. "Forget about my b

Sean's Pov"I won't do anything to her. Is that clear?" I warned myself.There was something that made me uncomfortable. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to control myself and have to face Dallas. The situation was very awkward, and I didn't know what to do in front of Dallas. It had been three years since we had seen each other, and during that time, Dallas didn't know what was happening to me. If he knew, I'm sure Dallas wouldn't want to leave Arabella with me.But Arabella is already here. Whenever I see her, I become uncomfortable because my mind is uncontrollable, making me restless. I lay my body down as I catch my breath, which sounds rough and heavy. I stared at the ceiling of my room indistinctly. In my mind, I still vividly remember Arabella's innocent and shy appearance every time I came to meet Dallas at their house. She and Dallas were only four years apart, so they were close. But Arabella wasn't close to me at all.Back then, we only talked casually and awkwardly m

Sean's POV"Hurry up and get dressed, then head back downstairs. I'll make some hot chocolate."I said as I walked toward the kitchen, trying very hard to keep my eyes off Arabella, who was still soaking wet and could exacerbate my desire to do something to her. Even though she was wrapped in a blanket to keep her warm while in the car, it was useless because I knew what was behind it."Yes, thank you."Arabella's footsteps as she climbed the stairs to her room relieved me. At least I had a little time to control myself while making a drink. Before that, I removed my wet clothes and hung a towel around my neck to absorb the wetness from my hair.My drink was finished, and Arabella was already in the living room. I approached her and held out the cup, still emitting steam. "Be careful, it's still hot."After hearing the soft words of thanks, I returned to the pantry but kept looking at Arabella, who was now blowing on the drink and sipping it slowly. She seemed to be enjoying it. Of co

Arabella's POVI woke up. After waking up last night, it was a good thing that I was able to fall asleep again and feel refreshed. I stretched my body and got out of bed to draw the curtains, then opened the window to expose my room to the morning air.My laptop was already lying neatly on the table, as well as a notebook and pen. It had been a long time since I'd been out of the house apart from going to the beach with Sean that time, so I was going to spend the morning looking up information on various places I could visit for fun and to pass the time."The cafe sounds good. Dallas has already given me enough money for a month. Strawberry cake like yesterday should be available at cafes, right?" I muttered to myself as I entered several keywords into the search engine in turn.I could get dozens of cafes in a few keywords and check the ratings of people who had visited one by one. There were cafes with a special theme every day, but there were also cafes that were recommended to be

Arabella's POV I looked down at my half-drunk drink, then at the crowd centered under the disco lights. I seemed to have gotten myself into trouble by not realizing how much I had drunk. But what harm could it do? I felt lighter now, free from all the burdens that held me back before I came here.I picked up my glass and slightly staggered towards the group of people, following the movements of the people around to mingle and somewhat forcefully move aside when someone blocked my way. "Uh... you guys are too close together. Move aside a bit. I want to pass."I felt people's gazes on my face, but I didn't care and still broke through when there was a gap I could get through. Then, I started moving in rhythm in the space I managed to get between the many people.I looked up slightly, staring at the disco lights hitting me and smelling the various colognes that were mixed together. My head still felt in the clouds, but the euphoria overpowered my other senses and led me to enjoy the tim