All Chapters of Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Tallulah's POV“Thank you David.” I greeted, a bit excited that he was willing to pay for my education as he promised.I'm pretty sure it's a classic, standard college with great syllabus and lecturers. The college fees would also be way more expensive than my last college at Torson. Which means one thing; it would be filled with rich kids. I swallowed at the thought of that, feeling a wave of anxiousness wash over me. I'm not yet acquainted with their way of life or even their school life. They probably learn more advanced accounting principles. What if I can't meet up to their standards?Mr Winston's voice blurred out in my head as I panicked mentally, until I heard his last words which were addressed to Marcus beside me.“You'd be going to the same college as your sister, Tallulah.”Wait, what now?I was just rejoicing inwardly that I'd have a great opportunity to stay away from this charming sociopath. But he just keeps following me wherever I go.“But Dad, I'm already prepared.

Tallulah's POV I found myself anticipating the later part of the day after the party was announced. My anticipation was mostly filled with anxiety considering the fact that I had never met a single one of their schoolmates who would soon be all over the place. The first and only party I had ever attended during college at Torson traumatized me. The memory of that drunk guy trying to grope me was still fresh in my mind. If a random security hadn't showed up, the motherfucker would have probably ripped off my dress, or worse, his stinking mouth would have crashed against mine. And to think there'd be alcohol, noise and maybe some excessive groping gave me the irks. Maybe I should just stay in my room until it is all over. Marcus was away most of the day, which made me feel more at ease. He drove back a few times in his new car, unloading crates of drinks and stacks of disposable cups. The things were so plentiful that it felt like he was inviting his entire school. Kathie on th

Derrick's POV“You better make sure those drugs are sold before the week runs out!!” My Dad's voice sprung from the phone I was clenching.There was something about my Dad that scared me besides the fact that he was a dangerous drug lord who had tens of armed minions working for him. Ever since I was a little boy, he would always beat the shit out of me for every slight mistake I made. I even still had visible scars on my back from the time he beat me with a chain.He was cruel, brutal and always angry, and most of all, he hated me. He'd probably put a bullet in my leg if I didn't sell out the drugs to Marcus and the others.“Do you know how many grand I had to spend on your school fees? I sent you to that damn school for a reason.”“I know Dad.” I stated nervously.“I'll get the money by the end of today.”My heart sank when the call cut abruptly, followed by a terrifying silence. Now that we're done with school, how would I be able to keep the sales going. I could feel my hands sh

Tallulah's POV My eyes rolled back as I gulped down a little sip of beer from the cup I was holding. The room around me had begun to spin and my speech had begun to slur. God! I hate how alcohol intolerant my body is. Just two cups and I was already losing control of my body. “Kathie!!” I called out, searching round the crowded room but she was nowhere to be found.She had given me some clothes for the party even though I told her it was not necessary since I already had my jeans and shirt. Now I was wearing a black skirt which was a bit skimpy and maybe too tight. I kept clenching its fringes and pulling it downwards to cover my exposed thighs.My palms pressed against the wall which I leaned against, afraid that I might fall if I took another step. She even had me wear ridiculous high heels that made me fumble with every attempt I made to stride forward.The noise kept plunging my emotions into a wave of scattered messes, filling me with sadness. Sadness because I didn't know anyo

Lilian’s POVThe loud music continued to fill the air, causing my head to throb with a mild headache. It was already 10pm but it felt like the party had just started. The disturbances only increased by the seconds with loud screams and cheers.Everything Marcus, my stepson told me was a lie. He had said he was only inviting a few people and that there would be nothing illegal. But it was the exact opposite. The place was so crowded, filled with scantily dressed girls and wild guys who didn't hesitate to touch them in brazen manners. I was even too scared to go downstairs, afraid of what I might find. Also, I caught Marcus playing with the substance his friend, Derrick had given him. I was unable to stop or scold him for buying and using illegal drugs. It was the same reason why I allowed the party in the first place.Ever since I got here, it seemed like I was being a strict mother to the siblings, telling them what to do and how to do it. I didn't want them to see me as a thorn in