All Chapters of Falling For My Stepbrother 1 : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Linda's POVSometimes, Emma made me wish I never had any more children. She could be so much trouble herself. Lily's death was really hard on her. She'd barely eaten anything for three days, and while Mark said to let her cool off I was still deeply worried about her. I loved Mark, but he's not exactly one I'd take parenting advice from. “What if she never wants to talk to me anymore?” I cried on his shoulders one day. “You know that cannot be true,” He assured me,”not in a million years. Emma would always need you, just like me, and everyone else in fact.” He added. She wasn't acting like it anymore. The few things I knew about her these days were from Chase.And he too was getting tired of me. “I don't know, I don't know anymore.” I cried. “I don't like seeing you like this.” Mark said, wiping the tears off my eyes. “Do I talk to her?” He asked me. I would literally take any help or assistance I could get. There was no refusing. We both went to her room, but I stoo

Chase's POV “How long have you been trying to fight this?” I asked her, overwhelmed at her sudden brazenness. “Please don't embarrass me further.” She said, acting like she didn't know what to do. I laughed, because it was hella amusing. “You shouldn't be, Emma.” I reassured her. “I'm yours.” “Can't help it.” She said quietly. “I can.” I laughed. “You look so beautiful, I don't think I've said that.” “Not with your mouth, no.” Emma said. I liked when she was witty. It came off really sexy. “Well, I'm saying it now.” I said. No one was around, but I didn't know how she'd have felt about going beyond the kiss. I didn't want to seem like a sex crazed ex, so I kept playing it cool. “I think we should start going back to the ceremony.” She said, looking away. I'd spent too much time thinking of what I was gonna say, and so it kept looking like I was blacking out and coming back. On her instruction, we went back. I sat through it all, half anxious to see Gray.

Chase's POV “It might be too much for you.” I reasoned, looking away. “Chase, please talk.” Emma's patience had thinned out and I could see it. “Emma,” I started, “the reason we're together today is because of this house.” She looked at me in surprise . “I don't get that.” She said, Normally, I hated when she made assumptions, but this was literally the one time her making assumptions would have suited me, cause the truth was too heavy for me to say. “I mean,” I had been looking for ways to make myself the only bad guy in the story, but her mom had to go down too, “Your mom promised me this house, in exchange for, in exchange for loving you.” I blurted. “What?!” She screamed. “What did you just say?” She asked. “So this has been a whole fucking deal all the while? My mom? No wonder she turned a blind eye to what happened.” Her eyes were glistening, reflecting the little light in the room cause they had tears pooling in them. “I ain't even trippin, it's really something

Grayson's POV “Do you,” The priest said, “Rowena,” it felt strange hearing my moms name, hadn't heard it in over ten years, “take Aldrich to be your husband, to love and hold on to, through the good times and the tough ones, whether you're rolling in dough or just scraping by, in sickness and in health, to stand by his side and love him, as long as y’all both shall live?” He looked at my mom who was already beaming so hard. “Yes.” She replied, holding my dads gaze. They both looked so foolish, so in love, so smitten. “I do.” She added as an afterthought. It made all ten of us in attendance giggle. My dads elder brother doubled as the priest, the ceremony was held on their rooftop. It's been over ten years since I'd been to this part of town. Mark's dad and his men, cracking down on my mom made it an absolute necessity. After Chase left that day, my mom came out to both my dad and I. Mark had attacked her family in Starry, her husband, the bastard, took their two kids and fle

Chase's POV “Emma?” I called out to her. We'd spent the last two days together. I spent every hour of those days reassuring her that I was there for good. Meanwhile, my dad had been put under house arrest, meaning that we needed to go through due process to see him, or Emma's mother. “Yeah?” She replied softly. “How are you, really?” I asked her. “I remember the first and last time we had a conversation like this.” She said, turning in my sheets. They looked so perfect around her. Two days with Emma, and life was just what it was meant to be. “You were gonna propose the next day.” She said, I searched her face for annoyance, or residual hurt, but there was none. “I had my heart in my mouth all the while.” I confessed. “It's a thing with doing the right thing with the wrong motive.” “Don't ever pull that stunt on me again.” She said, “I swear.” I replied. “Could you please sleep back? I was gonna do a ‘breakfast in bed’ type of thing.” I poured playfully. She ha