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37. Jealous Ex-lover
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 38. The Single Pill
Marcus’ POV I felt a wave of relief wash over me as I listened to Derrick break things off with Tallulah. I could sense the change in her mood as he told her he wouldn't want to see her after the party. She looked both surprised and dejected which made me feel a little bad about coming in between them.I was about to leave to ascend the stairs, but his grip around my arm made me stop.“Hey man. What about the stuff?” He asked.“I have some right here with me. You can start distributing them, and if you need more, I'll get them to you.” He said.I sighed.“You know what, you should distribute them yourself.”His brows raised with confusion.“Yes, Derrick. Just discreetly give the stuff to whoever is in need of it, and when you're done, I'll pay for every one you give.” I continued.“Keep counting as you distribute it and tell me how much I owe you at the end of the party.”He stared at me at first with complete shock written on his face. Usually, it was the attendees who paid for the
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 39. Irresistible Young Man
Lilian’s POVThe loud music continued to fill the air, causing my head to throb with a mild headache. It was already 10pm but it felt like the party had just started. The disturbances only increased by the seconds with loud screams and cheers.Everything Marcus, my stepson told me was a lie. He had said he was only inviting a few people and that there would be nothing illegal. But it was the exact opposite. The place was so crowded, filled with scantily dressed girls and wild guys who didn't hesitate to touch them in brazen manners. I was even too scared to go downstairs, afraid of what I might find. Also, I caught Marcus playing with the substance his friend, Derrick had given him. I was unable to stop or scold him for buying and using illegal drugs. It was the same reason why I allowed the party in the first place.Ever since I got here, it seemed like I was being a strict mother to the siblings, telling them what to do and how to do it. I didn't want them to see me as a thorn in
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 40. Where's The Molly?
Tallulah's POVThe loud squeals had me watching the two girls making out publicly. They were so immersed in each other's sensual kisses and arousing touches that they failed to notice the sea of eyes and cheers all around them. They're probably drunk.My eyes were still fixed on the couple when I heard a throaty retch from beside me. I looked at the direction the sound erupted from to see a girl throwing up, the disgusting watery fluid gushing out of her open mouth. Her eyes were numb from all the drinking, and her makeup was distorted, mascara drawn below her eyes. The couple of guys around her yelled and chanted, putting enough distance away from her as she continued to bath the tiles with her smelly vomit. One of them even had his phone held out, filming the whole thing. I could only wonder how embarrassed she would feel when she wakes up to see this embarrassing video of her all over the Internet.Her head swung up when she was done to see the cameras and eyes watching her. She
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 41. Finding Someone Else
Tallulah's POV “You need to take it slow, Lula. You're not thinking straight.” His deep voice sang into my hearing.I scoffed, knowing I had earned his attention and maybe a little of his care.“Get out of my way.” I spat, pushing against his chest and storming out of the kitchen door.I could hear him calling my name loudly from behind me as I swam deeper into the music-filled air and crowd of drunk people.His voice became indistinct as I headed straight for the dining section where the bartender’s counter was set up. Reaching the counter, I reached for the stack of disposable cups.“Tequila.” I sputtered, leaning against the counter for support.My eyes widened as I watched the alcohol fill the cup until the liquid was at its brim. And with one lift, I overturned the cup over my lips and gulped down its contents with my eyes shut. The tequila slid down my throat, burning my insides with a fiery and sharp flavor, making my head spin. But I still had one last thing to do before I l
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 42. Three S*x Scenes
Tallulah's POV I tried to stop the tears from trickling down my face when I found Marcus having an intimate moment with Trisha. I couldn't understand why my heart was hurting from seeing the two of them together. It was my subconsciousness lying to me, telling me he was the love of my life, and now, he had cheated on me. But the words that sprung from their entangled bodies brought my mind back to the real world.“Isn't that your stepsister? Why is she just staring? Tell her to leave for goodness sake.” Trisha spat, covering her party exposed body still clad in her bra and pants.She was right. I was his stepsister. So why was I standing here in shock with tears streaming down my face like a wife who had caught her husband in the middle of his infidelity. Without wasting another second, I bolted for the stairs, afraid that if I ran into my room, he would follow. ‘Would he? I don't think so.’He'd probably proceed to fuck her while I cry out my eyes into my bed. But just to be safe,
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 43. Blood and Champagne
Marcus POV I swiftly pulled up my zipper and rushed at the door which Tallulah left open. I couldn't believe I had let her see me with Trisha, knowing how much it would hurt her. It was even worse now that she was drunk, with tears streaming uncontrollably down her pale face.I bobbed my head to the right side of the hallway, but it seemed like she had gone downstairs. A part of me was tempted to follow her even though I was bare-chested. It wasn't too late apologize since I hadn't fucked Trisha yet, was it? Maybe now was the right time to put an end to our intimacy.I was still busy in my thoughts as I stood at the door when I felt a hand rest upon my shoulder. Then I tilted my head to see Trisha behind me, the sight of her boobs-inflated bra bracing my view.“What's wrong, Marc?” She asked. “Why did she look so upset?”Fuck! That's true. No one else knew that I and Tallulah were together because we were step-siblings, living under the same roof.I swallowed, composing my emotions.
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 44. Glass of Milk
Marcus’ POV_Some Minutes Ago_“How about we just go straight to the point?” She whispered.I felt her hand grab my shirt, and she pulled me into her, my hands lifting to grab those soft mounds I had long admired.We were lost in our kisses and touches, and I was sure that in a couple of minutes, we would both lose our clothes and bodies to the wave of lust overshadowing our minds.Our kissing sound stopped when I pulled back a little from her face. I peered into her eyes which fell open.“Do you wanna… go to my room?” I asked.She paused, then shook her head with a smirk playing on her face.“No. Let's do it here, on your Dad's desk, surrounded by expensive books.” I felt her hands grab my chins and her lips crashed against mine, her tongue spearing right into my mouth. But after some seconds, she pulled back, her shallow breaths messing with her voice“Do you have a condom?” She asked.I nodded, then sucked in a rush of air.“I do, but it's in my room.” I voiced, throwing a thumb o
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 45. Perverted Freak
Tallulah's POV Beside me at the edge of the bed sat my mother with her hand still held against her stomach. I shuddered when the back of my hand touched her neck, feeling her temperature which burned like a furnace. Her pulse was a series of quick thumps, her entire body quivered, and her breaths were shallow like she was having a panic attack. What the fuck did Derrick do to her?“We'll all go.” Kathie said.Derrick and Trisha began moving out of the room after their announcement, and that drove me crazy. I didn't have enough of a chance to complete my act of vengeance for what he attempted to do to my mom, and worse, he didn't even show remorse after I had stopped him. I rose from where I sat, the infuriating thoughts threatening to consume me.“He's going nowhere.” I snapped.“Not until I call the police and report him for attempted sexual assault.”They all stared at me in shock, their eyes shifting back to Derrick who now had a look of shame creeping into his expression. I was
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