FALLING FOR MY BULLY STEP-BROTHER

lie'

room

ced as the new member of the Law

re i

way I

feeling of dread in my gut. It

s robotically, not paying attentio

hool, the feeling had tur

se of the engagement party happe

o the school hallway, I k

ja

ring at me... jus

me a break," I wh

ain, and it was not the

different from the curious ones I

pieces of conversations reached me, but th

e, her head bent as s

looking up. The words died from

y brown eyes,and unabashedly, sh

he muttered, before

w o

y bag, and walked ahead,

ie! Wai

ike before, Allison wa

ed, her hair disheveled and he

he panted, struggling to bring

umped in my

at n

ak out." She said, scrolling

nd held out h

ooked down, my

ne was a pi

sion. Judging by the clothes I was putting

nt. Whoever took that picture had been c

picture was

way into the Lawley's Mansion.

ightened arou

eds of comments already on the po

geted on her feet, shuf

was photoshopped,

s were skimming through the c

rn their lessons. What place does a b

e drug investigation anymore. Guess

ed. It was way wo

e phone back

I spluttered, trying to hide t

was fake," Allison

ne. I gritted my jaw, my eyes darting across the h

is real, you're in a project with Kian Lawley. That m

he warned me not to let anyone f

dragged my hand

settled heavi

on rolled around, I

onsultation day wasn't in

an was already there, lounged in a chair with a

ckling as if touched by

leaned in closer to kiss his neck. As she did, his eyes fell on

le, making sure to impact an u

The girl flinched and finally rais

he snarled, patting her smudged p

, his face the perfec

opened the post and sh

in an inconspicuous ma

was trying

aw cl

ink that

ghs stood up, shovin

alk to him

slightly, then he stood u

can be quite th

, the confusion m

her, then waved

e us,

ned in shock. She took

t ba

" Kian spoke again, hi

ault she was being sent away, then she s

ly appeared o

otorious for the

I asked, shoving my phone in

s when i

asked, holding my breath a

rin gr

change what I think about you. Listen to me, Mayers. You are still the sa

bag and steppe

ot to the do

onight. The engagemen