All Chapters of One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

TRAVIS LEWIS Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine myself driving to my father’s place with the type of speed I did. My grip on the steering wheel was tight, my gaze hard as I drove. I was consumed with anger, the emotion flooding my veins and clouding my every judgment. There was only one thing on my mind and it was no one but Britney. How to see her. How to talk to her. How to bring her back to me. In less than half the normal time, I was at his house, immediately pulling over. Not caring enough to park my car properly, I stormed out and marched towards the entrance, pushing the door open immediately. It was a house I’d lived in for so long yet it suddenly felt foreign. Maybe it was because I’d been away from it for so long and the only person that motivated me to remain in the house was suddenly away too. “Britney?” I hopelessly called out to her as I walked into the living room and made my way upstairs. I wasn’t sure she was in the house but I was left with no

BRITNEY ASTON I’d imagined the day I’d finally return to New Jersey over and over again but not even for once did I imagine it happening in a circumstance like this. I’d cluelessly thought it would just be a regular summer holiday with me returning to spend a couple of days or weeks. I’d imagined my mum being with me and even if she wasn’t, I was going to make sure she didn’t miss out on the experience of being back in our hometown by flooding her DMs with pictures and live videos. And Travis? I’d once imagined the two of us visiting together and probably going over to the club we met for the first time. I’d envisioned us reliving those memories and laughing at it in awe of how different things turned out. I’d imagined us all happy together when it finally happened. But as life would have it, things turned out the exact opposite, my trip to New Jersey suddenly one I used as an escape from my reality. An escape from my mum, her new husband and my stepbrother I was in love with,

BRITNEY ASTON “Britney, you remember your dad trying to reach out to you few weeks after you left, right?” Jane asked, her eyes fixated on me like she was trying to gauge my emotions and reactions. “What? Yes, I do,” i was confused but I replied regardless. “What about it?” “It wasn’t random or just a coincidence,” she continued with a sigh. “It was because I found out something about him.” “Your dad remarried, Britney,” she broke the news, my eyes immediately widening. “He didn’t just leave you and your mum for no reason. It was because he found someone else. Someone new and now, they are married. With a kid.” I couldn’t deny, I was shocked. But at the same time, the news didn’t come off as too surprising. I was shocked he hid something that huge from me for so long and also shocked Jane knew about when I cluelessly remained in the dark. It was shocking but not really surprising considering how I always wondered what went wrong in the family. I was always confused as to

TRAVIS LEWIS Thomas blinked at me, confusion written all over his face. His expression wavered- from that of hopelessness, confusion, worry and once again, hopelessness. He looked genuinely confused but I had to be even more confused. Why wasn't Britney at his place? She was definitely at new jersey, right? If that was the case then where in the world could she be? "Britney, isn't with you?" he broke into my thoughts to ask. "But Richard said" "I wanted to see you. Alone. Britney wasn't with me." "Oh," | watched his face fall as the realization hit him. "Oh. Oh, that's what happened." "Forgive my manners, do you want to come in?" he quickly added. "I was just really excited to meet you. That's why I um was waiting outside. But um, you can come in if you don't mind. You came from London, right? I could whip you a nice cup of tea real quick." Normally, I would have rejected his offer as the last thing I wanted and needed was a cup of tea. But he was Britney's father and if a cup

BRITNEY ASTON The door to the hotel room was slammed shut, our fiery passion immediately ignited all over again. Our lips returned to each other’s like it had been more than an hour since they were last in contact. The kiss was deeper than ever, our passion and excitement over the roof. “I’ve missed you.” Our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us before we surged forward, lips crashing together again in a desperate, heated kiss. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as hie hands roamed my back, gripping the fabric of my shirt like he hadn’t skillfully gotten rid of it just an hour ago. The kiss was frantic, filled with the urgency of all the unsaid words, the unspent passion that had been building between us for far too long. We stumbled backward, our lips never parting, until I felt the edge of the bed pressing against my legs. With a quick motion, he lifted me off my feet and laid me down gently on the bed, his body immediately hovering ove