All Chapters of In Love and Hate With My Stepbrothers: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“I love Lily and I wanted to be there for her during that painful moment, but I wasn’t ready. I consciously chose all of this,” Berenice admits, pointing to everything around her. I assume she’s talking about the empire she created, “Over her. You don’t have to come and lecture me, I know damn well I’ve neglected my daughter and it hurts. Yes, I purposefully let her go downhill, just to make Harry feel guilty about it. I told myself over and over through the years that I would catch her soon, but then I kept putting it off. I kept telling myself she’s an adult so she’s fine, but… yeah.” Yeah. She’s not fine. I frown and shake my head. And just because this situation is really getting to me, I grab another cigarette, ignoring the annoyed look Berenice gives me. “Dad has felt like shit over Lily this whole time. He has been trying to bring her back since she left,” I say after taking a long drag of my cigarette. Berenice nods, “You have complained and cried over how much she ‘can’t

“Well, what you did was very, very bad, but I’m sure you understand that now. Look at this,” I say to my daughter, lifting the side of her hair that’s burnt, “Hair grows back, but skin doesn’t. If your whole head caught on fire, you’d have horrific scars now, you’d probably be dead. And Antony will probably always have a scar that will remind him of that moment.” “Good,” she spits out as soon as she hears about Antony, without any remorse in her voice. I have to bite my lip to keep myself from smiling, “He was pissing me off.” ‘Then he deserved it’ I want to say, but I can’t. I’m a good father… or at least I try to be. Zion always repeats that I’m not a real sociopath and I think he’s right. I can definitely recognize good and bad. And I know burning people is BAD, even if it’s funny. “Do you think it was worth it? Burning your pretty hair off and getting in trouble only because he pissed you off?” I ask. Amy thinks about it for a moment, then shakes her head to say no, “Exact

{ Lily } Things got out of control. What was supposed to be a campaign against Damon ended up with the whole family being harassed, not just by the TVD but by other people too. Random people. Brian says everything will calm down once the trial concludes, but I’m not sure. I used to have a couple thousand followers on my social media accounts, but now — just two weeks since everything came to light — I’m in the tens of thousands. Random people on the street stop me to ask questions about my ‘brother’ or my parents. They know who I am. Who we are. Someone extremely random even called my dog the other day by his full government name. Chocolate Carrington. But the training sessions I’ve been doing alone at home have worked. Chocolate is a very calm and friendly dog, but now he knows that when I say ‘attack,’ it means I want him to bark like a dog from hell and jump at whoever is in front of us. That has managed to keep many people away from me when I’m walking him alone, includi

"I told him about us too," Damon continues, this makes me turn to look at him again, "Don't play dumb, Lily, you're always looking at me, almost obsessively. I told Aiden about that day when you found me fucking Francesca in the backyard." The mention of that day makes me swallow in nerves and move my eyes away again. He's not wrong. I walked in on him fucking a girl from behind, so hard it looked painful. He was pulling on her hair, entranced in the pleasure, so I just... I couldn't help myself, I stayed there for a couple of minutes and watched. When he found my eyes, he only was surprised for just one second, then he smiled and started fucking her even harder, making the girl cry out so loud, I'm sure the neighbors heard her. "Press play, baby. You should see what he showed us," Damon pushes me, but since I can't move yet, he presses play himself. The video starts and I try to look away, but Damon moves my head and forces me to look back at it, "You didn't notice his phone

He doesn't have to tell me twice. "I think you're the worst man to ever exist," I start. That makes Damon chuckle as if this is funny, "I hate that you're sick in the head and no one wants to be around you, so your daddy feels bad and lets you do anything." "Oh, damn... that one kinda hurt," he mumbles, but he bites down on his lip, "Rub yourself faster. I won't let you stop until you show me you're wet enough for me." "I hate that you're making me do this, I'll never forgive you," I admit, looking at his smile, "I'm being serious! Why are you smiling? Are you actually stupid?" "Yeah, and crazy," he adds, then he flutters his stupidly long eyelashes, "Fucking crazy for you.” Oh, god. I hate him. I fucking hate him. And I hate how that almost makes me smile. “Nothing you say is going to turn me off. I want you so damn bad, Lily,” he continues, and he sounds sincere about it, “You know... when I was fucking Francesca, I was imagining it was you the whole time. And when you