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31. Wild, Epic Celebration
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 32. Huge Melons
Marcus’ POV Deep down, I knew the reason I was eager to have this party was to prove how much control I had over my life. I hate that my father decides everything I do, always threatening me with his so-called ‘consequences.’ He wouldn't dare to give my inheritance to that beautiful stranger, would he? Before he got into the Jeep, I overheard him speaking to his assistant manager over the phone, telling him to take charge while he was gone. That order should've been given to me. Why doesn't he trust me to run things in his absence? He saw me like a little inexperienced child and treated me like one. “Make sure you behave yourself while I'm gone. I don't want to hear any negative reports about you treating your stepsister badly, do you understand?” He asked me. I nodded, but when he was out of the compound, I finally released the smirk I was suppressing. ‘Pftt, he wants me to behave like some dog.’ Not me. I'll do the exact opposite of what he asked. I'll hold a party so wild
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 33. Meeting Derrick
Tallulah's POV I found myself anticipating the later part of the day after the party was announced. My anticipation was mostly filled with anxiety considering the fact that I had never met a single one of their schoolmates who would soon be all over the place. The first and only party I had ever attended during college at Torson traumatized me. The memory of that drunk guy trying to grope me was still fresh in my mind. If a random security hadn't showed up, the motherfucker would have probably ripped off my dress, or worse, his stinking mouth would have crashed against mine. And to think there'd be alcohol, noise and maybe some excessive groping gave me the irks. Maybe I should just stay in my room until it is all over. Marcus was away most of the day, which made me feel more at ease. He drove back a few times in his new car, unloading crates of drinks and stacks of disposable cups. The things were so plentiful that it felt like he was inviting his entire school. Kathie on th
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 34. Meeting Trisha
Marcus' POV I drove into the vicinity with a mini truck car tailing behind me. The truck was driven by a pitmaster and his assistant whom I hired to make barbecues for the party. In its trunk stood a large grill set alongside a cooler containing frozen raw beef. My eyes scanned the car-park to see the vehicle stationed haphazardly at the side of the other cars belonging to my father. The unfamiliar vehicle was a red four-seat sports car, its shapes and design giving an exotic vibe. I snickered. Derrick must've borrowed this car to attend the party. There's no way he could afford something this beautiful. He had called me some minutes ago, informing me that he was at the address I had given him for the party. So I contacted the security to let him in. Instead of driving to the garage, I turtled forward to the foot of the mansion so it would be easier to move the stuff in my car as well as the heavy barbecue grill in the truck behind me. “You can set it down there.” I instru
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 35. His Lustful Desires
Derrick's POV“You better make sure those drugs are sold before the week runs out!!” My Dad's voice sprung from the phone I was clenching.There was something about my Dad that scared me besides the fact that he was a dangerous drug lord who had tens of armed minions working for him. Ever since I was a little boy, he would always beat the shit out of me for every slight mistake I made. I even still had visible scars on my back from the time he beat me with a chain.He was cruel, brutal and always angry, and most of all, he hated me. He'd probably put a bullet in my leg if I didn't sell out the drugs to Marcus and the others.“Do you know how many grand I had to spend on your school fees? I sent you to that damn school for a reason.”“I know Dad.” I stated nervously.“I'll get the money by the end of today.”My heart sank when the call cut abruptly, followed by a terrifying silence. Now that we're done with school, how would I be able to keep the sales going. I could feel my hands sh
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 36. Mine Alone
Marcus' POV I found it hard to believe Derrick when he told me Lilian was ogling at him. It was just his dirty mind playing tricks on him. But again, all the girls he's told me about, all the girls I said we're completely out of his league; somehow, he managed to seduce and screw them one after the other. Even with his whorish attitude which he failed to hide like a hormonal teenager, they still fell head over toes for his charms. I was even afraid that one day, he would break my record.My eyes scanned my stepmom as I watched her speak friendly to Trisha. The way she looked at us seemed normal but I couldn't help but wonder if she did in a way feel captivated by Derrick's muscular build. Who knows… She might be a slut just like Catherine, our last stepmom. Would she fuck him if she had the chance?I ought to have protected her from the lustful beast beside me and warn him to keep his eyes off her. But that wasn't the case. I still hated and had no trust in her. All I had to do to g
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 37. Jealous Ex-lover
Tallulah's POV My eyes rolled back as I gulped down a little sip of beer from the cup I was holding. The room around me had begun to spin and my speech had begun to slur. God! I hate how alcohol intolerant my body is. Just two cups and I was already losing control of my body. “Kathie!!” I called out, searching round the crowded room but she was nowhere to be found.She had given me some clothes for the party even though I told her it was not necessary since I already had my jeans and shirt. Now I was wearing a black skirt which was a bit skimpy and maybe too tight. I kept clenching its fringes and pulling it downwards to cover my exposed thighs.My palms pressed against the wall which I leaned against, afraid that I might fall if I took another step. She even had me wear ridiculous high heels that made me fumble with every attempt I made to stride forward.The noise kept plunging my emotions into a wave of scattered messes, filling me with sadness. Sadness because I didn't know anyo
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
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