Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 271

271–Selling Me 

Nora: 

Brody had helped me pack all my things. I stayed in bed, even dozing off while he took care of everything. 

I didn’t want to get up or do anything. My heart was shattered by the harsh words of my mates and my stepbrother. It truly broke me. 

“Wake up! You’re going to meet someone special tonight.” However, my sleep was abruptly interrupted when someone nudged me awake. 

I rubbed my eyes to see who it was—my brother. 

“Who? I don’t want to meet anyone,” I groaned, wishing he would leave. Whenever he came to my room, it was usually bad 

news. 

Not only would he make me do things, but he’d also make sure I got caught. If I got caught, I’d get a beating from my father; if I didn’t, then my brother would beat me instead. 

I was exhausted with my life and everything happening in it. 

“Come on, just grab your robe and come with me,” he insisted, punching my arm until he shattered my sleep completely and then threw my black silk robe at me. 

I had no choice but to follow him. If I made any noise and woke 

up Dad, my brother would make up some excuse and get me in 

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trouble. 

Not that my father was stupid, but he would rather believe my brother’s story than mine. That’s just how it was, 

He liked his kids to be powerful the kind who could overpower the Alpha King’s brothers. But I didn’t want to fight anyone, 

I was never going to be as powerful as the Alpha King’s brothers or even my own brother. 

But I had to follow him into the woods. 

“Where are we going?” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. I was only fifteen, and venturing into the woods was dangerous. 

But since my brother was with me, I had some faith in my survival. He would never let his favorite toy die. 

“We are partying together tonight,” that was shocking to hear. 

After a few minutes of walking, we stopped in front of a cabin where lights could be seen and music could be heard. 

“What is this place?” I asked again, but my brother’s grip around my wrist tightened as he led me to the door. 

A gentle knock, and the door opened, revealing a sixteen–year- old with black hair and tattoos all over his body. 

He had a cigarette in his mouth as he scanned me from head to 

toe. 

“Hm! What’s going on?” he asked my brother, who smirked, almost presenting me like a prize. 

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“I brought her,” my brother said, showing me off so awkwardly that I tried to hide behind him. 

“Hmm! How much for her?” The question made my heart sink in my chest. 

“Depends on how many hours she can keep going. You can enjoy the candies as long as I’m enjoying her,” the guy said with a shrug, and my heart sank further. 

My brother was selling me to this guy for some stupid drugs. 

“Wait! I didn’t sign up for this,” I protested, stepping away from my brother. The guy turned to him, giving him a judgmental look.