All Chapters of Falling for my Husband's Step-Brother: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kaleb "I would have never thought of something like this if it weren't for Ayla." I rotated on a swivel chair in Dean's office, looking as he compared the vans further on his monitor. It was on Monday, two days after the shooting fiasco at the mansion. I was yet to visit Marise, too, held up. "Me too, at least we have a connection between Roman and Rex. The question is, does Roman know that Rex is Ayla's uncle, and what business exactly are they contacting?" Ayla and I had asked similar questions, and we were willing to uncover every layer of secrets slowly by slowly. "With everything that is happening, I am beginning to think that I don't really know Roman and Mom like I've always thought I do." Things all of a sudden were taking turns that I really couldn't have anticipated. "First it was Amanda, then Randolf, now Marise and Rex. We haven't even uncovered what all of them are up to, and yet things keep on getting complicated," Dean pointed out, pausing his hand movement on the m

Kaleb"I can't believe you really agreed to this," Dean spoke in a low voice beside me at the private clinic, in the waiting bay."She offered, so I agreed because I need to prove that, that child is mine, and DNA is the only accurate way I know," I defended, supporting my upper body weight with my elbows on my thighs."Exactly, offered." He waved his hand in the air, probably out of frustration."Why are you not asking yourself why Amanda would just volunteer for a DNA test even before you asked her to?" The tone of his voice changed to something I couldn't quite explain."Because she is telling the truth maybe. That boy could be my son, I mean he's four years old and Amanda left five years, ago, while she was in her early pregnancy stages," I paused, wondering whether I was trying to convince myself, or my best friend Dean."Yes Amanda, fucking broke me but if that child is mine, he deserves to have a father in his life," I finished, the thought of being a father making me feel thi

Kaleb"What was that?" I shouted at Amanda over the phone in my bedroom at the mansion."What was what Kaleb?" she sweetly inquired, her nonchalance over the matter making my patience thin."You know fucking well what I am talking about." I was minutes away from hunting her down and putting her in her place."Well consider that a warning love," she responded, giggling at the end."What?" I asked."When the results come, and you find out that indeed you are Leo's father, I expect your unwavering attention and participation in his life," she explained, her tone of voice becoming more serious."What is that supposed to mean?" I leaned on the wall, my emotions all over."You cannot be there for Leo while you are parading around and investing your time in that good for nothing poverty ridden girl. So, I will send her a message containing every piece of information you have been hiding from her. Trust me I know that you haven't told her a thing about our son." My grip around the phone tight

Kaleb"What the hell, dude, did someone die?" Dean's loud voice filled my ears, making me scrunch my face up."Lower your voice." I forced the words out, holding a whole bottle of Hennessy in my living room, seated on the sofa."Seriously? You missed an important meeting with investors to drink yourself to stupor?" he barked, walking towards me."I haven't seen Ayla either, and no one is picking up their phones. Are you guys okay?" he asked."Ayla?" he called, looking around."Good luck getting an answer from her," I muttered, taking a big gulp of the liquid. I barely felt it as it burnt my throat; after all, the burn was nothing compared to the tugging feeling in my chest."It's 11 for goodness sake, Kaleb! When have you ever missed work just to stupidly drown yourself with alcohol?" Dean attempted to snatch the bottle away from me, but I hid it behind me, giving him a wavering glare."She has refused to talk to me," I said, my voice shaky."Who, Ayla?" Dean probed, sitting beside me

KalebI kept on passing by Ayla's office, gathering enough courage to talk to her after a night of not sleeping in the same house with her. Dean had told me that she came in earlier since she lived near the office, but I hadn't seen her. It was almost lunchtime, and she was still locked up in her office. Pacing up and down in the hallway, I eyed her door from a distance."Is there a reason why you are pacing up and down instead of answering my calls?" The irritating voice sounded behind me, breaking me out of my trance."What the hell are you doing here?" I gritted my teeth, my back facing Amanda. How had I not heard the sound of her stilettos coming into contact with the tiled hallway? I must have been really deep in thought."Didn't you get the email?" Her sickly sweet voice had me clenching my hands into fists. After closing my eyes to calm myself down, I turned, glaring at her."Given that look," she said, roaming her eyes around my face as if scrutinising it. "You have already co