All Chapters of You are Mine, Stepbrother!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“My mother?” I ask in confusion my eyes and the eyes of everyone else finding the ones of a shockedlooking Bianca.“why would you do this and then come back around forcing me to come down here?” I ask Bianca.Honestly I knew how insane she could get so nothing was really that surprising anymorez I was morepissed that my time was wasted.“Are you out of your mind girl? why would I do something like this, especially to my own daughter inlaw.” Bianca shoves her shoulder in defense. “Talk about speaking nonsense.” Bianca huffs at me.“What do you mean I pressed charges and started a case.” Bianca asks officer Ben in accusation.“Actually not you ma'am.” Officer Ben says and the whole of us continue to watch in confusion.“What the heck are you talking about officer?” Ryan interrupts.Officer Ben sighs trying to clear up the confusion while also looking confused.“Your mother under the name of Mitchell pressed charges.” I continue to look totally confused at thesituation.Bianca's face

“And then you thought to bring me food?” Ryan asks still in confusion and mild suspicion flashes through his eyes.“I also wanted to apologize for this afternoon.” I tell him very softly.Ryan's eyes flow through my attire and I see the look in his eyes change as he watches me like his prey.I pass him to set the tray of food on the bed. “Here's your dinner.” I tell him nervously scrubbing my sweaty palm on my nighties.“Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?” Ryan asks in doubt and I realize that I would need to take an alternative before this blows off in my face.I pull Ryan down to the bed in other to distract him, I sit very closely beside him.“I told you already, I just wanted to apologize for earlier.” I tell him, holding back my cringe at the shrill in my own voice.Ryan's seems a little pleased at my sudden submissiveness but his eyes still looks like his try to gauge the reason for my sudden need to approach him first for the first time.“Go on.” I gesture with my eyes g

I turn to look at Ryan properly. It wasn't what he said, it was the way he said it. I really look at him, Ryanhad a dull look in his eyes. If I didn't think we were in the same house and I would have surely not if hesmoked, even occasionally, I would doubt his present level sanity was surely not from the result of anexternal substance.I have always known that Ryan was a lot of things, an arrogant, proud and entitled piece of shit, he was anabuser, physically, mentally and emotionally but he was also a victim at some point in his life before hebecame the exact monster that probably scared him at night. He probably doesn't even recognize what hehas become, he must have embraced it to be a part of himself.Ryan was also possessive and jealous but lately there has been a difference to him. He would mostlyignore my presence but whenever his focus was on me, whenever his spoke to me, his voice was highpitched, his fingers wringled beside him and they was a slight slur to his speech

I watch in surprise as Milly walks into my office nervously, she observes my entire office, taking her time before her eyes land on me. “Milly.” I call standing from my chair. “What brings you here?” I ask her carefully knowing she was a very troubled and difficult teenager. “Are you here to get some jewelry?” I ask her and she quietly watches, from what little I know about her, Milly was no shy teenager but she tended to close off and go quiet whenever she was triggered. “No.” Milly tells me shaking her head slightly. I make eye contact with Jersey who was still standing at the door, watching our interaction. Jersey shrugs in a that's your problem, handle it yourself way and she goes out the door before I can suggest she intervenes. “Are you okay?” I ask the young girl in front of me. She looked like she has been forced to grow up so much faster than her eyes. Milly nods, she has been avoiding making eye contact with me more than necessary. “I uhh, wanted to ask if you w

The confusion on Ryan's face doesn't disappear even after Milly's explanation. The look on his face tells me that Milly is rarely ever really excited like this and that she has no friends often. Isabella watches on with annoyance written all over her face. Her child was happy, should that not be the conclusion of the matter, what she care if her child smiled at the very woman she probably hated the most, what should matter should be that her child was happily and freely smiling without anything holding her back. Isabella walks up to Milly, dragging her away from me like I was virus she needed to get her child away from. I refrain from openly rolling my eyes at her ridiculousness. “Goodnight Milly.” I smile at her turning to glance at Ryan, giving him enough hint to let go of my waist. I was busy having an entire eye contact conversation with Ryan, an aggressive one at that when the last voice I wanted to hear for today screeches at me. “Ana?” Bianca screeches, I heard her b