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47. Locked Eyes
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Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 48. Countermeasures
Marcus’ POV My plan to get Derrick to hook up with Lillian had blown up like an atomic bomb, and now, the smoke from the explosion had filled the entire room, threatening to choke me. I immediately created countermeasures to keep my secret hidden, but it was beginning to seem like everything and everyone was against me. It was as if they already knew. First of all it was Kathie and Trisha who suggested that we go to the hospital. I managed to come up with a believable excuse why they shouldn't do that and I also sent for a maid to treat them here. Mrs Zoey, who was my way of solving the problem, had become a whole new problem on her own. She wouldn't stop blabbing about how we need to go to the hospital to conduct blood tests. It was even worse when she confirmed to Tallulah that the medical personnels would still be available by this time. All she had to do is give her the damn pills and leave for goodness sake. I had to excuse her out of the room and tell her to give Lilian som
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 49. Messes and Spills
Marcus’ POV “Dad’s room's pretty messed up.” Kathie said, leaning against the door post with folded arms.Her voice made my heart skip a beat. Where did she come from?I regained my composure, pretending to be standing at the center of the room, doing nothing suspicious.“Yeah, it is.” She took precise strides into the room to observe the mess, and I also followed to do the same. I stood beside her, my eyes trailing down to the champagne coating the floor, tracing down to the tiles underneath the bed.She sighed.“I knew this party was a bad idea.” She stated.“I still can't believe your classmate would do something like that. And now, Miss Lillian’s hurt from what happened between them.”I felt a wave of guilt wash over me because I knew I had something to do with it. Wait, let me rephrase that; the whole thing was my doing. My stupid instincts had developed into evil thoughts, pushing me to do crazy things, to the point where I paid Derrick to seduce her after having her drink a p
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 50. Stitched Snitch
Derrick POVAll I could think of was what happened when I and Miss Lilian were alone in that room. I remembered how I kissed her when she least expected it. I also remember how her hands pushed against my stomach, trying to stop me.But I just couldn't stop. The money Marcus promised me if I made it happen and the lust brewing inside of me was enough push I needed to keep going. The woman was truly beautiful and the softness of her skin and body was a complete turn on that made me completely hard, so hard that my dick ached to be inside her.I reached deep into her mouth with my tongue, the taste of a sweetness savoring her tongue, mixing with the taste of champagne in mine. She kept resisting, but I was far stronger and I had kept her shut with my lips pressed against hers. She kept muttering things into my mouth, making me even more aroused.I hated myself for doing it at first, but as I continued in my touches, her pushes against me had begun to reduce. It seemed like she was final
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 51. Annoying Insomnia
Tallulah’s POV I supported my mom at her side, helping her onto the bed. My fingers clenched sheets, placing it over her. She had yawned several times with her eyes growing dim from the pills. “Uhm, Tallulah. Could you get the milk from my room?” She asked. “It’ll get bad before tomorrow morning. You'll find it on the stool at the foot of my bed.” “I remember where it is.” I said, moving out of the bed. I strode out of my room into the hallway which was empty without any sign of either Kathie or her brother, Marcus. My annoying subconsciousness had me knocking at Mr Winston's room, and as expected, there was no reply. I pushed the door ajar to see the mess of the champagne and pieces of the broken bottle still intact. I guess it'll be this way until morning. Or should I clean it up? That would only be logical since it was I who did all of it. I was tempted to take care of the place at first, but I dismissed the thought when I remembered how late it was and how far from sober
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 52. His Annoying Apologies
Tallulah's POV“Can't sleep.” He asked as I poured myself a drink.“Yeah.” I replied.“Same here.”I filled the cup to the brim, and with one gulp, I drank every bit of it, my eyes rolling back as I took in all its content. The glass dropped from my face to see Marcus still staring at me. Then a smirk tugged at either side of his lips with his eyes scanning my body.“What?!” I asked, trying not to return the smile.“It's nothing.” He said, taking some steps forward.I hated how he always did this same thing when we were alone in a room. He would get closer and closer until there was no way to stop myself from falling from his charms. Also, it was his eyes, the way they fixed on me without wavering even after I had called him out for it.It was obvious that he loved seeing my body respond to his silent stare just like he was doing now. The smile on his face showed that he enjoyed the falter in my gaze and the way I was fidgeting with my fingers which were curled around the carton of m
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 53. Stabbed With Love
Tallulah's POV“You're not gonna hurt me Tallulah.”He voiced.My heart paced with every stride he took, closing the space in between us. He had that shimmer in his eyes that showed just how arrogant and confident he felt. That look made me hate him, but for some reason I found myself moving backwards as he drew closer and closer.“You need to stop.” I threatened.He stared back at me with that expressionless look, still striding forward at a slow pace. I wasn't scared at first, nor did I feel charmed by his approach. It was more like an irk feeling, like I was being chased by a zombie. I knew exactly what he was capable of from the way he forcefully touched me in my bathroom, but what I feared the most was what would happen if he did it again. My body would be tempted to give in to his touches and kisses, and we would end up taking our intimacy to dark lengths. And at the end of the night, he would boast about how I couldn't resist him while I torture myself mentally for giving in
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 54. Our Third Night
Tallulah's POV“We can't… we shouldn't.” I muttered.His eyes which fell to my mouth, grew dim at my words. But he proceeded in his advances anyway.He leaned in a slow, precise pace with eyes still locked with mine. The intensity of his eyes mixed with the warmth between us wrapped around me, forcing my eyes shut as the inches between our faces thinned out.“Why not?” He whispered.My entire body shivered with a feeling of giddiness when his nose touched chin, his skin brushing against mine. The movements of his breaths against my chin had me sensing where his face was even with my bleak vision. He was searching for my lips, and when he did, he went right for them. His soft lips slowly crashed against mine, and at the same time, I felt his hand leave the sink, his fingers curling around my waist. My clothes were quite tight so it was easy for him to feel every curve as he grabbed me gently.He paused, and pulled back, filling the air with the sound of our breaking kiss. And when the
Deflowered By My Cruel Stepbrother 55. Soulmates
Tallulah's POVMy fingers gripped his arm, stopping him from touching me. Because I knew what could happen if I let him caress my skin; I would be tempted to give in to his touches.I felt his other hand move again, making my heart pace. Then held my hand, his both hands wrapping around mine with a gentle grip.“Just this once, Lula.” He voiced.My hands lifted to see the hungry look playing on his face, with pleading eyes that darted right into my soul, filling me with some sort of guilt that I was about to stop what was happening between us.“One last time.” I whispered.I knew that if I continued to stare at him, I would end up nodding my head like a fool, so I stared down beneath us, shaking my head again.“I'm sorry, Marcus. We just.. can't.”He sighed, his head falling downcast. I could feel his pain because I was also hurt because I was finally cutting off our forbidden love. The dejected look on his handsome face told me he'd stop. But his hand left mine, lifting until I felt
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