All Chapters of IN LOVE WITH MY STEPBROTHERS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LAURA'S POV.The rest of the day ended more quickly than I had expected. I spent the entire day moving from class to class, checking through the halls, corridors, and different clubs, not knowing which to sign into.Yet the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't stop thinking of what had truly happened.Everyone wouldn't keep their gaze on me; they stated at me like I was some sort of cheap loser, and well, of course, it was mostly certain because they believed my mom to be nothing but a gold digger, and here I was, the shameless one without having anything to offer, do, or take other than attending the school my elder brother had been using to buy off and tease me about it.“Mam?” A voice called out, drawing me out of whatever thoughts I had that had been cooped up on my end. I sighed and rolled my eyes while sudden uneasiness washed through me.I swallowed hard before turning around, but no one seemed to be in the area other than me.“Are you talking to me?” I asked, and my in

NICKLOAI’s POINT OF VIEW.I was way too stunned to speak; my eyes remained glued against hers and for the first time in my entire life, I hesitated. It was a first for me. I was at a loss for words, uncertain of what to eat or think.I didn't know if this was the effect Laura had on me or the fact that I immediately became protective of Violet. I had an undeniable bond shared with Violet; I was in love with her, but she belonged to another, which meant I couldn't let her get into danger all because of me. And then it came down to Laura . I had been taught by my father to lie on the spot as quickly as I could; I had bravely been caught lying or cutting shots of words. This was one of the first lessons I took as a young master.“I'll take this your silence as you admit it. Do you have any idea what it is that you have done? She is the wife to your father's business partner, i may be new here but i had seen the man to dad and they were both visiting him, could you? She asked sternly i

LAURA'S POV.I pushed open my eyes; a night yawn eased through my lips while I rolled around in bed. My arms felt a bit cramped, but then it all came to me: memories of the previous occurrences I had been in the room with Sebastain; he was crying; I helped him into the bed when he fell asleep; but he has drawn me closer to him, faces inches apart.I recalled watching his face while he slept, his lips, the perfect shades of light pink, how moist they were. I remember trying to trace my fingers around it, but I couldn't. I was scared and worried to death. Whatever it was, I wanted it handled in the most proficient manner.What I don't remember was him walking out of bed or me falling asleep.“My lady.” I jolted up on hearing the voice; my heart hammered against my chest until I caught sight of Helen, who stood hovering around the bed. She had a stoic expression, and I could tell she wasn't pleased.“How long have you been waiting to scare the hell out of me?” I asked, still holding on

LAURA'S POV.“Are you sure you are fine?” Chris asked, and he gestured that I sat beside him. It was a not-alone moment given the fact that he had the same facial features as Sebastian but acted differently! More like a gentleman, I really couldn't place my finger on it, but it was safe to say I felt more reassured and relaxed with him around.“I'd rather stand; it's such a beautiful view up here.” I admitted, uncertain if I really wanted to stare out at the bye or just that I didn't trust myself well enough to sit by his side.I swallowed hard seeing how terrible his things became for me. Ans was quite embarrassed to find out that Chris might have overheard everything we said.“How much did you hear?” I asked him, a little smile serving as teasing. I hope to hear the answer I was so desperate for.“I heard a lot, mostly everything, and I was cool. I'm not pissed or anything. I decided to drop by and check on my new mother, but she appeared to be in a heated argument with her daughter

LAURA'S POV.“This looks a little too revealing.” I complained, drawing down the hem of the skirt. He took a long look at me, the type that sent jolts down my spine, his eyes scanning from my head to my toes, which made me really bothered.But I loved it, somewhere, deep down in my carnal desires I knew so well. I loved the obsessed look in his eyes, even when I had told him to make things clean, clear, and shoved in the past between us. Even when I had lied about his obsessiveness and controlling attitudes being a pain in my ass as much as I had lied about each bit, I loved the look in his eyes, the lustful glances he passed at me.“We'll take this one.'' He ordered the staff who had been helping me change clothes all along, his eyes still fixed on mine as he spoke.“Okay, should we bag it up?.” the staff asked, but he nodded negatively, his eyes still against mine.“We are to leave like this; you can have the previous ones dropped into the bin, and how many clothes did she put on to