207–My Stepbrothers Have Turned Against Me.
Nora:
He crushed me under the sole of his foot when he grabbed me like that, only to tell me that he thought so little of me.
“Why? What did I do to change your mind so much?” That question should have been the first thing I asked him after he left me. But I believed there was one explanation after another that my mind kept coming up with, until now I was completely blank.
“You’re not so innocent, so cut the crap,” he hissed in my face.
“Just tell me what I did wrong?” I insisted, because by this point, I knew damn well his anger was because he thought I had done something. Or else, who changes so much after sleeping with someone? Sex!
“Is it because the only thing you wanted from me was sex, and after that you just needed to get away from me? So now you are calling me all thes
names to make me feel responsible for what happened. between us?” For some reason, I couldn’t hold it in and blurted it out as I felt wronged. His eyes darkened in my face before he let me go, pushing me back so that I landed on the bed.
“You are cheap, Nora, just like your mother. I should have gone with my instinct when you arrived, but that mate bond threw me off. I wish I hadn’t looked at you like you were some innocent little kitten. Maybe that’s how your mother also tricked my father into sleeping with her. You two are witches; I feel pity for whoever will be your next target,” his every single word etched in my memory. I don’t think I will ever be able to recover from the hatred he showed me today.
207 My Stepbrothers Have Turned Against Ma
And even when tears appeared in my eyes, he didn’t look phased. They did not affect him.
“Now listen to me, whatever you did today was because
you wanted everyone to suspect us of having an affair. You desperately want to ruin my character and force me into accepting you as a mate. But let me tell you this, even if we are ever exposed as mates and our reputations are at risk, I will not accept you. So, fuck off and leave me alone,” he growled, bending over and pointing his finger in my face. I kept my eyes fixed on his face as tears streamed down my cheeks.
He straightened his back after finishing his tirade, then turned around and left the room. I remained in place, loosening my arms to lie down on the bed with my legs hanging off. Tears continued to escape my eyes, flowing towards my ears.
“What should we do? Should we go back already?” I asked Akira, feeling completely lost now.
“I’m in a lot of pain right now. I haven’t transitioned in a year or so, and this whole mess–our mate thinks we’re a slut and all the disgusting things in the world. I don’t know what to do. Don’t ask me,” she whimpered, breaking my heart for her.
Akira’s changing behavior was very painful to witness. And now I had
to face others too.
“I feel sorry for Lord Atwood. I want to go and tell him that I am innocent,” I said to Akira, hoping she would agree, and she did.
“I can’t believe he’s in pain because of us today.”
“I can’t hide here and let him suffer alone. He’s always been there for us. He deserves to know that we didn’t betray him, that we are innocent and not trying to harm his sons,” I said as I got out of bed and wiped
13.09
207- My Stepbrothers Have Turned Against Me.
my face with the back of my hands. I reached for the door and walked out into an empty hallway.
As expected, Cain had started to lock his studio. I believed he saw me as some thief who would enter his studio and steal something from him. That portrayal of my character was extremely harsh.
I walked downstairs to find Lord Atwood when I saw Nash coming towards me. He gestured for me to step away and not enter Lord Atwood’s library.
“Is he in there?” I asked Nash, attempting to get past him, but he stood firm like a brick wall in my way.
“He’s dealing with it alone. Let him come to terms with it, and then he’ll emerge from his shell himself,” he insisted, implying that I should
not bother him.
“Nash! Do you also think I did it?” I asked him.
“The clues and proof are overwhelming. Your explanation also seems very childish, Nora!” He wasn’t using a harsh tone with me, but rather one that carried sympathy, and I didn’t appreciate it.
“Because that’s what happened. Do you think I would spray paint a car knowing somebody would come out and see me?” I asked him, and he shrugged.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend