Semua Bab MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN: Bab 21 - Bab 30

“Rule number one,” I start after a long moment of pure stare. “It is high time we embrace ourselves as who we really are—siblings! From this moment on, you are my brother, and I will address you as such!”He laughs my statement off, "But you have never seen me as your brother from the beginning.”“Well, things have changed now. We should try to relate like the half-siblings that we are to clear this confusion,” I state.“Do you know how ridiculous you sound?”Well, no, I don’t! The only ridiculous thing here is this affection that is building in us because it is forbidden. “What is ridiculous is you telling people that you left your perfect life in Cuba to come and fall head over heels for your half-sister!” I scream from the top of my voice, hoping and wishing that he gets my point and quits making this so difficult for me. “What sort of catastrophe do you think that statement alone would cause?”“It is not in our hands to tune our hearts to the direction that we want it to go. Our h

“I also think it is best that you leave,” I add after a long moment.He stands up in a slagging motion that threaten to defy me. He pulls a chair and pins it right across me and makes himself as comfortable as he can be. His face has relaxed after I rejected his sinful offer, but I can’t tell whether I should rejoice or worry about it. He has been utterly quiet, and I had opted to give him all the time that he needed to come to terms with my decision. Fingers crossed in the hopes that he will respect it.“Leaving is not an option!” He argues in a so-less mood, but his voice betrays the calmness he is trying to force.“It is, Joe,” I retaliate. “Go back to Cuba and fix your life. You will only waste everything that you learned in Cuba if you stay here.”He shakes his head. “I am already tied down here. In case you have forgotten, I am an accomplice to what happened. I can’t leave!”Shiet! What a welcome I gave him, huh! Poor guy, but I still think he has a way to save his ass if only h

A fleeting moment passes, tension engulfing us. My gaze is solely focused on these two loose-mouthed nincompoops. Her words, after freezing her in her tracks, are still echoing in the room. Joe is trying his best to digest the words, while a greater part of me can't help but save the sweet slip-out.So, apparently, someone who is merely a stranger is pretty aware of such an intimate detail about me, huh? Strange, right? Or should I say, precisely, that this opens a crack in this puzzle? This explains why these people have turned the tables and are bent on playing along with a pure lie just to destroy me. Because they are not working alone. Everything is beginning to flow in now.“We should go now,” her husband broke the silence after so long, reaching for her wife's hand so that he could obviously drag her out and probably scold her when they get out for letting the cat out of the basket.But I held her other hand, pulling her back. “You both will leave, but first tell me, Martha,” I

For a moment, all we manage to do is hold a silent conversation with our eyes, our minds trailing in a line of thoughts of their own. Me, wondering how we are going to cope like this, and him, well, no matter how hard I try, I can’t read his mind. But I can bet on my life that he deems my plan stupid.His deep eyes remain locked on mine, full of disbelief. Presumably, wondering what kind of mind I am using. His arms cross over his chest, and I can feel the tension radiating off him. He is not impressed at all with my plan, nor is he appreciating my silence. And I can’t blame him. It sounds crazy, but this is my plan. This is how I plan to carry out my vengeance. This is how I want things done. This is the way I am choosing to hit back at my enemies. Is that too difficult for him to understand and respect?“Four million, Bella? For them?” His voice is low but firm. “You are giving away that much money for a couple of traitors? The same people who have dragged your name to the mad, and

We shut our eyes at the same time, our lips lingering against each other, seeking permission. The fire is burning us without pity; the feeling becomes aroused with every wasted second, coercing us to surrender to the desires of the flesh.“Wow! What a heart-stirring caption, huh!”The conversation as we both snap to that voice leaves me dangling in Joe’s arms as he prevents me from falling.A reverberating laughter echoes in the room, coming from the direction of the door from where that familiar voice came from.Joe and I finally manage to stabilize ourselves on our feet, and we look towards the door where a female figure stands; her face all smiles as she ogles her phone. “Wow, what chemistry you two have here? You know, no one would actually believe that you both are siblings with the way you are cuddling and almost kissing.”She drops her phone from her face and starts walking inside. I curse the spirit that made us not lock this door since those two fools walked out. That way, we