FALLING FOR MY BULLY STEP-BROTHER

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, and I was led into a room by a man w

is expression softene

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club than anything else. Dark wood, l

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the door, my head

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holding the cue stick in his hand, easi

is sleeves rolled to his elbows.

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my thoughts, and just then, his eye

n his eyes. Not so muc

be making the connection. Then it was gon

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, but the arrogance sti

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as putting two and two together, the

g settled ove

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itched, maybe in a smile, o

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turned, putting considerable di

hallway, and I didn't look back, but some

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future stepbrother before moving into his m

at the same table,

g hall, where my nose was assau

far end of the table, dreadfully a

and she was soon followed

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yes. His hair was graying at the edges, but hi

the head of the table and I notic

me, like I was just a

baffled me, but I was certain,

you." His voice was curt,

meet you

you can ca

t out in my head, yet it felt wrong. I looked at my

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u to call m

voice I knew too well

room, his eyes f

only a faint disgust. He sat at the chai

won't want your name tarnished by taking a