All Chapters of Step Brother: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Gianna's P.O.V It's been nearly two months since ambers disappearance and no one seems to know anything. The police have been absolutely no fucking help in this and Xion claims to not have any information that could possibly help me find her. I just don't understand how this could've happened. I've searched the entire internet for information on Zac and his family but I can never find anything useful.The internet makes it seem as if his family are charitable saints that own legitimate businesses and donate to children's hospitals. It's all bullshit! A loud groan escapes my lips as I slam my computer shut in frustration. I push my body off of my bed's frame before going over to my purse and quickly retrieving my dab pen. I inhale a deep breath of smoke before exhaling and releasing all of the built up tension within me. As I stand in the corner of the space my eyes wander over to ambers old side of the room, making me think back to the conversation

A Few Hours Later Amber's P.O.V I sit on the hard bed springs for what felt like hours, having hot tears burn my cheeks as I continue to stare blankly at the other side of the room. Why am I here? How long will they keep me here? Why would Jack let this happen to me? Why is this happening to me? Does he actually enjoy having me here? Will Toro actually help me get out of this place? Will I ever get my freedom back? If I never would've went to that party , would this still be happening to me? If I would've listened to Jovana and stayed home that night, would I still be here? Would everything be different if I never would've went to the police? Would I still be here if I never would've missed Jack ? I hate myself. How did I end up in this situation? How will I get out of this situation? I bring my hands up to my forehead, feeling the heavy chains on my wrist as I attempt to massage out the feverish headache in which I was feeling. Harsh hiccups rack my

Giannas P.O.VThe bright sunlight spills into our hotel suite, causing me to slowly awaken. My eyes flutter open, having me look across the room to see that the other queen sized bed was empty and no longer being occupied by Jovana's sleeping form. I slowly rise from my spot on the bed before bringing myself into the living room area of this huge suite. As I walk over to the sofa, I notice Jovana already seated as she scrolls through different shows to watch on the huge flat screen tv. "Goodmorning." I greet as I sit myself down on the opposite end of the couch. "Finally, you're awake!" She says as she turns the tv off, now giving up on what to watch. "I was thinking that maybe we should visit that beach club that our Uber driver from yesterday was talking about. I looked up the empress hotel and their parties look out of this world." She says somewhat excitedly. I nod my head at her words having me look down at m

Gianna's P.O.V I sit in complete boredom as I stare down at the professor as she continues her long summoner about physics, no longer finding interest in her words. My eyes slowly find their way over to the empty seat beside me, having a sense of sadness fill my being as I look over at where Amber once used to sit. I feel like such a failure. The sound of the professor dismissing the class snaps me out of my thoughts, having me quickly go to collect my belongings before exiting the classroom. As I make my way through the crowded halls I decide to pull out my phone in order to text Heidi. Queen Heidi👑🥰To Queen Heidi👑🥰: Hey babes! Can I come over? I need to talk to you. Not delivered Frustration immediately wells its way into my chest as I watch my text fail to send due to its lack of service. What the fuck?!!!Why are all of my texts and calls still not going through?

Jack’s P.O.V Smoke flies throughout the dark and rotted room as we ascend from the safe, having our vision be momentarily blinded. I quickly turn off my flashlight before switching on the laser sight to my gun as we cautiously go to make our escape. As we maneuver our way throughout the burnt structure the loud sound of bullets flying seems to cease, allowing the space to grow eerily silent. The addictive feeling of adrenaline rushing through my bloodstream sends my senses into a heightened state as Zac and I continue to sweep each space in which we walk into. “Rocco, copi?” Zac whispers into the radio attached to his vest as we bring ourselves into a secluded area of the barely standing estate.(Rocco, do you copy?) Static fills the space, having us both curse silently as Rocco was our emergency escape plan. Zac releases a frustrated breath of air as he turns his radio off once again, having him go to raise his gun in the process. As Zac