my obsessive brother in-law

a's

ind it extremely hard to process all of this. Stephen McCall? The guy I had sex with happened to be Stephen McCall

not ready to face him. I turned around and attempted to flee to my room but it was already t

w a mischievous smirk grow in Stephen's lips. He arched his left brow towar

a very hardworking lady, she...." I lost interest in whate

htly considerate. Maybe I could reason things with him. After all we both were

dad spewed out of his mouth. My mother on the other hand had rushed to the dinning room to s

My dad snapped at me. I sighed heavily and

agger glares at me, trying to signal

I was beginning to wonder if he was the same man from

im with an apologetic look on my face. "Look, I am so sorry, I did not know that you wer

then trust me I would not have had sex wi

confused tone. "So what are we going to do

o? Get married of course." Stephen blurt

not wanting to get into an arranged marriage. Why was

to you yesterday but I am going to need you to forget that. This i

ried to your dead brother? Are you just going to ignore that fact?" I snapped at him. Stephen's fa

en said. Without waiting for my reply, he turned around and began to walk awa

happen no matter what I tried to do to escape it. For the se

McCall mansion, the same mansion that I and A

ely different person, he was cold, collected and possessive. Stephen never let me out of t

wn. All I did was sleep, wake up, eat and sleep again. I kept

. I drafted out several plans but I realized that I needed the keys to the back door, the only door t

something the bodyguards had called his attention to. I snuck into his office. My ey

, spirals and guns drawn on them.

w I had to do my plan in a haste. I rushed toward

rash files. I finally reached the last drawer a

d to see a gun, not just any gun but the same familiar p

door to Stephen's office flew open wide and I saw him stand b