All Chapters of HELLO, STEPBROTHER: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DANTE'S POV  It was Thanksgiving, and one of my most special times of the year. Not just because of the family bonding and food—but because I get to appreciate life and all I had been blessed with. When dad told me Aunt Beatrice was coming I couldn't hide my excitement. I felt like a teenager again, bursting forth with happiness, ready to throw their arms over their most favorite person. As soon as the doorbell rang, I went to it quickly like I used to do as a child and threw the door open. Aunt Bea's warm smile greeted me. She was my dad's elder sister but she seemed not to have aged much since the last time I saw her. As she stretched her arms open for a hug, I didn't hesitate as I stepped into the hug. 

AUNT BEA'S POV I was all packed to leave. It had been two wonderful days with the only family I had left and I had enjoyed every bit of it. I was glad for all the drama because it had been a while since I experienced such. My life was pretty much predictable.  Opening my flower shop on weekdays, Walking the dogs on weekends, book club after a walk in the park with the dogs, sleeping and repeat. All the boy drama or husband drama was no longer there and I enjoyed the peace that was my life. My mind was now occupied with new drama from my brother's home, that his clueless ass could not even sense if it shot him in the eye. The boy always worked. Never had time for anybody— I wondered how he was able to snag

DANTE'S POV After that day when Aunt Bea had interrogated Linda, I noticed how she made herself scarce around the house but I knew it had to be because of a guilty conscience. This morning, Rhonda had called dad from the office when she was about going to work. She is usually the last to leave the house. My dad was an early riser, and left way too early for work, which meant I had to follow behind soon after, if not, hell would pay. “My car refused to start.” Rhonda had called to tell my dad.  I was at my work station when Mr Maxwell came to pass the message to me that dad had sent for me. 

DANTE'S POV I stepped out of the car while Olivia was getting out her seat belt and opened the door for her. “Here you go, milady.” I bowed, as she stepped down. She came down but the usual jabbing at my heart did not come.I looked up and saw the glint in her eyes as she admired the architectural masterpiece that was Wexford University. “Wow!” She exclaimed. I looked around but what got me smiling was the buzz of young people, every one with their cliques —I apologize for the misunderstanding! Here are some common social classes or groups found in college, based on stereotypes and

SOPHIA'S POVThe rain had held me back. It was my fault for going over to Sebastian's place. “You know you can always skip a day,” He said smugly as he rested his head on his arm as he lay on the bed looking freshly fucked with that glow on his cheeks.I eyed him like he had two heads. “And do what?” I shot at him, “Lazily lay around like a bum? like you?” I jabbed.“Hey,” He replied with a serious expression on his face. He was never serious so he almost got me. Almost. His lip twitched then and I rolled my eyes, “Don’t be rude. I just gave you the best fuck of your life.”I snorted. “So you think you are the best I've had?” He had a confused expression on his face and he seemed to be scrolling in his head probably thinking of any stories I had told him of hot sexual encounters. I opened the blinds and as if it had been waiting for me, a clash of thunder and lightning at the same time struck, making me almost jump out of my skin.“Jesus!”“You’re the one insisting on going out.