My Dearest Stepbrother

INTRODUCTION STORY Extract : “First tell me, what do you think about my dress?” Leslie questioned, as her hands ran down her dress touching herself, innocently And Quinton could only think about the bad things he could do to her. She was burning him alive. And he was losing his sanity, over the fact that he can't have her. He was her stepbrother. “Why?” Quinton asked her, noticing her up and down. “Because… I wore it for you,” Her voice came out like a whisper. Hearing her answer, he questioned her fuming in answer, as an overwhelming possessiveness took over him “You want me to tell you how f*****g beautiful you look in that dress? And how mad I got when the whole crowd was watching you like they wanted to eat you alive" ♤♤♤♤♤ STORY Synopsis: “My Dearest Quinton, I have loved you since I was ten. . . Yours only, Leslie Knight” He was always a mystery. I met him when I was ten and my little heart fell for him even before our parents decided to get together. No matter how much I told myself that I can't have him, those glances which I stole every year on the day of Christmas, the only day when I got to see Quinton Reyes. Kept my little crush on him, alive. Now that both our parents are dead and the destiny brings back us together in the name of our family. Can we see a forever? NOTE : Any names, businesses, places, or events used in this work are fictional. Any similarities to living or dead people, incidents, companies, products, or organizations are purely coincidental. This book is a work of fiction and all the characters are imaginary. Contains Mature scenes. Happy reading- K CHAPTER 1 Leslie Knight □□□□ "Leslie, come on here" I turn around as I here my best friend screeching my name through the crowd. And I just roll my eyes as I see her drinking the beer out of that ping bowl. Like she's always this wild when drunk. And I'm tired of taking care of her. "Is she your friend?"the guy asks. And I am pretty sure he introduced himself like a few minutes ago but I was a little busy to see if I had anyone better looking than him in the room. You know just making sure I'm not giving up on the hottest gut in the room "Yeah. She is" I smile as I look behind him. This party sucks ,this is school kids party, but then I can't go to my college parties. Thanks to our college principal Shelly, who was a pain in my ass. So I dropped out, I couldn't keep up with those boring lectures, assignments. I hate business and I shouldn't have ever taken up that as my main core subject. But hey, I wasn't given any other choice. Liam was adamant that I choose business so after college I can go straight to the Knights industries and help them at work, like it's the family tradition. Liam is the worst elder brother you will ever have. It's like Kevin, and he is in competition called who will make your little sisters' life as hell. Maybe they will end up in having a tie in such game. Kevin is so stubborn, that I can't even take a guy back home. Like what the f**k will I do sitting at the dinner table alone? Right. But then I always go back home no matter what it is. Because I love my dad, he's the best. And I'm pretty sure this time when I go home he will figure out even before hearing it from me that I dropped out of college and wasting all the money in my name ,in partying, having fun. He is the only person I love the most. "So you want another drink?" The guy asks, his eyes on the empty glass in my hand. He's not bad, he is Observant. "Yes please" I smirk as I give him my glass to get it refilled from the bar And I watch him leave. He ain't bad, he's got a cute butt. But maybe not my type. So we are going to just stick with healthy flirting and a little handsy by the end of the night. "I guess he is still in school" Olly comments as he slips his arm around my waist , coming by my side. "Suck it up olly. I'm sure if he was gay, you would have let him suck your d**k" I smack his shoulder as I grab the cigarette from his hand. "Your right. He's cute tho but make sure he is eighteen. Or else I'll miss my best friend. Because I'm too broke, and I can't afford to get you bailed" He speaks out sarcastically and I just my narrow my eyes at him. It's not like I'm into kids anyway. I like men. "Why don't you tell that to Melissa? Look at her" I swing him over as I point at our crazy friend who just drank the beer out of some guys shoe and is sticking her finger inside someone's mouth. Like she's fully wasted, and what's the worst? I have seen her do the worst things every time at the party. It gets embarrassing for one, but again it such a pain in the ass to get her home. That's why without Olly I don't step out alone with Melissa. It's my safety move. "Not again. Why the hell do we let her drink so much?" Olly sighs ,as he rubs his forehead. As he watches the people around us laughing at her "Because we are busy looking to get laid. And we are not here to baby sit her. I'm sick of this" I comment, as I take a puff. This happened all the time. I love her with all my heart, but she got to be careful. "That's right. Now let me go stop her before she sticks her fingers inside someone's balls" he speaks out in a hurry ,as Melissa tries to climb that poor kids lap. He is terrified I can tell you that. "Hey" I turn around as the guy comes back with my drink. A smile on his face. "Thanks" I smile as I pick the glass from his hand "So what's your full name by the way?" I ask him, acting cool. I didn't hear his introduction so this way he will repeat his name "Its Febin George" he says with a big smile on his face. Because it was the first question I asked him in the whole night. Usually I'm a big talker, but then it depends on whose listening "That's right. So Febin got a girlfriend?" I ask him ,as I run my tongue over the salt sprinkled on the edge of the glass next to lemon. I don't care if it's gross. I just love that "Nah. I'm just not looking for a girlfriend right now" He answers nonchalantly And I smirk "What about you?" He asks, sounding casually "I'm looking for a serious boyfriend who I would like to get settled with. You know to see the future with him." My words come out too stiff and serious. His face tightens hearing me And I just laugh out loud seeing his face get toned. Like he wasn't expecting that from me. "I'm just kidding. I have no space for a boyfriend either " I smile ,stating the truth. For one, it's too many efforts to deal with a person And for two no one matter who I choose my brother's will always have their say in that. Like its necessary for me to pick a guy who will pass their needs too. I kind of dated this guy named Edwin for six months, and he started to ask me to meet his family like, 'dude I'm just f*****g around. I don't want to meet your family' Right? It's like I haven't met somebody who will burn me down. I want that feeling, that passion. And none gave me that. No men till date except one. But then I am not allowed to even think about him. He is off limits and I have drawn the lines too clear because of my dad mainly. And that He always felt like a mystery in front of my eyes. So no, thanks. I'm good with fooling around. With no commitments attached. "Cool. I live nearby, so you want to come over. Check out my place?" He asks, like he's going to try his shot And I just roll my eyes. Is that the way you ask me to come f**k you? Like dude better luck next time "Actually no" I cut his last hope as I gulp my drink down and place the glass back in his hand. He should at least use a better pickup line and be more confident maybe ? Nothing is sexy compared to the man who is confident and knows what he wants. I like them to own the room no matter where they walk in. It's like they should own the air, I breathe in around them Especially those eyes which should never hesitate to look at you, when you're having a conversation. And never look away from you even when you catch them staring at you. It's like they make you feel things just by those eyes not necessarily opening their lips to speak. But then when they part their lips, their deep voice "No, thank you. I'm fine" Should play in the room ,echoing in the air. It's like nobody makes me feel like him. Oh girl, I just remembered him again. Like f**k me. This one's not good. So excusing myself I grab another cigarette from Olly's pocket who is trying to drag Melissa down the bar. I just give him a sad smile as I find my way. Walking out ,I take my phone which I had it turned off. The minute my phone turns on, my screen pops with all those voice-mails and missed call list. And all the names pop up "Mom" "Liam" "Kevin" Like Christ! Shrugging at the call list, I hit open the voice mail "Leslie, where are you? I want you to come home soon. Dad is very serious" My throat goes dry as I hear Liam's panicked voice and I rush out finding where I have parked my car. It will at least take me fours hours by road to reach home. But it's a half hour flight. I spoke to dad like last night, he told he was doing much better. But now....? . . . I dial Kevin, who can help me arrange the flight ticket as I drive straight to the airport "Kevin ,I got the message" my voice comes out shaky. As I try to focus on the road "I have the flight standing for you. You can make it" he speaks out his voice very low. And I can sense the air "What happened? How's dad?" I ask, as my hands starting to shake Nervousness hitting me, as It get hard for me to drive. "Come home, Leslie" his voice trails off, and I know the news isn't good.