All Chapters of Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Tallulah's POV The waves of anticipation mixed with a bit of fear washing over me had my eyes wide open by 6:30am, 15 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off. Knowing there wouldn't be enough time to take a little nap, I hopped out of the bed, striding into the bathroom. After a warm, thorough bath and after slipping on a new pair of jeans, my fingers assessed the plain red shirt which was so lengthy that it would cover my ass if I should put it on. We had gone shopping during the weekend to get some things, and I specifically chose this pair for my first day of school because it felt appropriate and less revealing. I wouldn't want to attract undue attention due to the uneasiness I’d feel being drowned amidst a sea of gazes. But come to think of it, the fact that my new coursemates were wealthy and elite meant that they might be clad in elaborate outfits and footwear. That would make me more noticeable since I had decided to go with something simpler. Maybe I should put on t

Kathie's POVEver since my little conversations with Lula last night, from the moment I saw the flicker in her eyes and the fakeness in her forced smile when I asked about Marcus, I knew there was something she was hiding from me. Something only her and Marcus knew that had changed his behavior towards her. I couldn't guess what it was, but I was determined to find out.The sound of their low voices which I listened to through my room's door confirmed that fact. At first, their conversation had started out in calm, indistinct tones which I couldn't quite hear. They were whispering as if trying to hide something which I found suspicious because it was obvious that they were getting along fine. Maybe I was just jealous that my best friend and only brother were getting along so well that they were beginning to keep secrets. It gave me a weird feeling of being left out and secluded from the lot.Throughout our quick breakfast, I found myself staring at the duo, my eyes moving from Marcus

Kathie's POV “It looks nice.” I heard Lula say as she stared at the buildings through the window. “It does.” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat. “I just hope it's as nice as it looks.” My eyes trailed down the pathway, noticing the group of girls clad in various styles of clothing, some with pants and tops while the others in stylish gowns or dresses. But one thing that was common about the lot was that the edges of their clothing were at knee length so they looked decent. I had heard about the school's long list of principles concerning dressing and behaviors, and I was starting to witness it first hand. Another thing I also noticed was how the campus was mostly populated with females, the males having less numbers as they moved alongside the first. “Kathie, can you check the school map on your GPS?” Marcus' voice cut through my train of thoughts, his eyes scanning the roads with an expression that showed he didn't know which way to go. “I can't see any directions t

Tallulah's POV“He's still a pretty good brother. I'm lucky to have him.”Kathie's words played over and over again in my head as I descended the stairs, back into the spacious vicinity of the girls' dormitory. The way her brother, Marcus, put her in a joyful state with just a few minutes of talking and joking had me admiring the motherfucker with a bit of envy for the tight bond they share.After their little talk, Kathie was smiling sheepishly and had gotten rid of all the negative thoughts which had loomed over her since the week before this. If there was anything the handsome arrogant idiot loved the most, it wasn't his car, it was his little sister Kathie, and it was obvious how willing he was to burn the world just to bring amusement to her, even if it lasted a few seconds.What also triggered me about the matter was the way the other girls made seductive glares and waves at him as they walked out of the pedestrian gate. I had wondered all through our illicit affairs what contin

Tallulah's POVI couldn't help but smirk mischievously, feeling the weight of his car keys in my palms. Something told me he might be bluffing because he never gave anyone his car, not even Kathie, whom he loved so much. Maybe he thought I would say no to the offer since I was still struggling with driving. Well, the plan to go against his plot was still in motion.I snickered, tilting my head. “What if I accidentally or intentionally hit a concrete wall while driving it?” I asked, watching intently to gauge his reaction.His gaze faltered, staring into empty space as he painted a mental image of what I had said. The twisted expression on his face showed how much it bothered him. After a second of wandering in his head, he shrugged lightly, his eyes falling shut as he shook his head.“You know what, Lula,” he started, making my ears twitch to catch the falter in his voice. “I don't care if you give it a million scratches or even break the windows when you slam the door. As long as tha