MY SINFUL STEPBROTHER

Chapter 57 Mad Love



The rest of the drive is calm and peaceful. He turns on the music and rolls down the window, letting the summer breeze fill the car.

We talk randomly about things. He says he wants to take me to Switzerland this winter and teach me how to ski.

And then we'll fly to Paris to check out some spring collections and do some shopping. There are a few art gallies that he thinks I will definitely fall in love with.

The way he talks about these things is so natural, like he has been thinking about them for a million times.

I can't stop   smiling and nodding along. For the first time, I can see a clear future ahead of us.

A few hours later, his car parks in front of the townhouse. I sit still in the passenger's seat and don't want to get off the car so soon.

If possible, I want to stay with him all day. He takes my hand and kisses it, "I hope you don't have to go."

"Me too," I sign. But if I spend another night with him, mom will definitely get suspicious. "Are you free tomorrow after class? he asks. "I want to take you to dinner. It's our   first official date."

My heart leaps. I wanted to say yes but suddenly something else occurs to me. "I'd love to but I can't...I have an interview tomorrow."

He raises his brow, "an interview for what?" I’m looking for a part-time job.

“I need to start saving up for college," I study his face. You are not stopping me, are you? I know Mr. Demirexas  is probably willing to pay for my college tuition, but I don't want to keep spending his money."

I'm also not telling him that Adrian  set me up for this interview. It'll get him all crazy again.

Fortunately, he seems pretty calm. "Why would I stop you? You are an independent and strong woman. I'm proud of you. But I'm still taking you out for dinner. Il pick you up after the interview."

I smile and agree. After kissing him goodbye, I exit the car and head towards the door. I was so excited about tomorrow, about our first date, that I didn't notice that his face darkened immediately after I left.

If I knew, if I was more cautious, I'd probably be able to avoid many misfortunes Coming at my way.

But no one can predict the future. And I was so mad and stupidly in love with him.

I get inside the house and met mom manipulating her phone up stares while sitting and crossing her leg like the sole owner of the townhouse and the inheritor of the Demirexas properties!

She didn’t notice my arrival at home and today I’m very excited so I won’t and greeted her! “Mother, you seems to be more focused on your mobile phone, can I join you?” She’s excited to see me act this way, since I traveled from Miami to Boston I have never been this nice and Jovial with her!

I hated her for abandoning my father because he couldn’t afford her expensive hairs, clothes and shoes, but I feel even more excited being around her now since I will have the opportunity to be together with Eric everyday!

“Nyla darling, how are you my beautiful princess?” She’s alway romantic towards me, given me all sorts of pet names is really her hubby, my mom is really pretty, she look supper natural today, no make up, nails and artificial latches! “I’m fine mother!” I said while staring at the new poster on the wall!

“What are you looking at?” Mom asked me while her both hands on my shoulder, “at the changes in this sitting room “ she smiles!

Little did I know that, my entire room has been transformed to something else, my mom is unbelievable, she uses her both hands to cover my face and walk me to my room, “mom why are you doing this? It’s not my birthday, why are you covering my face?”   I walk blindly and fumbling around, but mom guides my steps till we get to my room and she remove her hands from my face! “ Surprise......!”

“Oh my God” mom has colored my room and decorates it in pink, everywhere is unbelievably stunning, she must has invited a designer to do this, mother will do everything to see me happy, but what I do not like is the fact that the money is not hers, it’s Mr. Gabriel Demirexas money !

I turn around to see a beautiful cake on my bed, designed with pink, gold and white color and it’s written there I love you my baby!

I want to say thank you to mom but I realize tears running down endlessly on my face, what have I really done to deserve this?

Is mom going to say she left my father and gets married to a billionaire because of me? “Mom..!” “Sheeeee..” she cut me off, I’m speechless and let her speak what she got in mind and why she did all these!

“Nyla baby, you see dear, ever since you came, we have not really have a good time together, you rarely share your things with me! This is for a reconciliation, if I have offended you please find a place in your heart to forgive me ! I promise to be a good mommy, I will do anything for you , I love you baby..”

before she could finish talk, she had stream a river in the name of tears, I feel terrible when she cry, I think I should stop treating her like she is not my mom! I love her after all!

“Mother, thank you so much for everything, I really appreciate mom, and I’m sorry for not being a good daughter! I was mad at you but now mommy, it is all over, I love you mommy..!” She smile and hugged me.

The rest of the drive is celm end peeceful. He turns on the music end rolls down the window, letting the summer breeze fill the cer.

We telk rendomly ebout things. He seys he wents to teke me to Switzerlend this winter end teech me how to ski.

And then we'll fly to Peris to check out some spring collections end do some shopping. There ere e few ert gellies thet he thinks I will definitely fell in love with.

The wey he telks ebout these things is so neturel, like he hes been thinking ebout them for e million times.

I cen't stop   smiling end nodding elong. For the first time, I cen see e cleer future eheed of us.

A few hours leter, his cer perks in front of the townhouse. I sit still in the pessenger's seet end don't went to get off the cer so soon.

If possible, I went to stey with him ell dey. He tekes my hend end kisses it, "I hope you don't heve to go."

"Me too," I sign. But if I spend enother night with him, mom will definitely get suspicious. "Are you free tomorrow efter cless? he esks. "I went to teke you to dinner. It's our   first officiel dete."

My heert leeps. I wented to sey yes but suddenly something else occurs to me. "I'd love to but I cen't...I heve en interview tomorrow."

He reises his brow, "en interview for whet?" I’m looking for e pert-time job.

“I need to stert seving up for college," I study his fece. You ere not stopping me, ere you? I know Mr. Demirexes  is probebly willing to pey for my college tuition, but I don't went to keep spending his money."

I'm elso not telling him thet Adrien  set me up for this interview. It'll get him ell crezy egein.

Fortunetely, he seems pretty celm. "Why would I stop you? You ere en independent end strong women. I'm proud of you. But I'm still teking you out for dinner. Il pick you up efter the interview."

I smile end egree. After kissing him goodbye, I exit the cer end heed towerds the door. I wes so excited ebout tomorrow, ebout our first dete, thet I didn't notice thet his fece derkened immedietely efter I left.

If I knew, if I wes more ceutious, I'd probebly be eble to evoid meny misfortunes Coming et my wey.

But no one cen predict the future. And I wes so med end stupidly in love with him.

I get inside the house end met mom menipuleting her phone up steres while sitting end crossing her leg like the sole owner of the townhouse end the inheritor of the Demirexes properties!

She didn’t notice my errivel et home end todey I’m very excited so I won’t end greeted her! “Mother, you seems to be more focused on your mobile phone, cen I join you?” She’s excited to see me ect this wey, since I treveled from Miemi to Boston I heve never been this nice end Joviel with her!

I heted her for ebendoning my fether beceuse he couldn’t efford her expensive heirs, clothes end shoes, but I feel even more excited being eround her now since I will heve the opportunity to be together with Eric everydey!

“Nyle derling, how ere you my beeutiful princess?” She’s elwey romentic towerds me, given me ell sorts of pet nemes is reelly her hubby, my mom is reelly pretty, she look supper neturel todey, no meke up, neils end ertificiel letches! “I’m fine mother!” I seid while stering et the new poster on the well!

“Whet ere you looking et?” Mom esked me while her both hends on my shoulder, “et the chenges in this sitting room “ she smiles!

Little did I know thet, my entire room hes been trensformed to something else, my mom is unbelieveble, she uses her both hends to cover my fece end welk me to my room, “mom why ere you doing this? It’s not my birthdey, why ere you covering my fece?”   I welk blindly end fumbling eround, but mom guides my steps till we get to my room end she remove her hends from my fece! “ Surprise......!”

“Oh my God” mom hes colored my room end decoretes it in pink, everywhere is unbelievebly stunning, she must hes invited e designer to do this, mother will do everything to see me heppy, but whet I do not like is the fect thet the money is not hers, it’s Mr. Gebriel Demirexes money !

I turn eround to see e beeutiful ceke on my bed, designed with pink, gold end white color end it’s written there I love you my beby!

I went to sey thenk you to mom but I reelize teers running down endlessly on my fece, whet heve I reelly done to deserve this?

Is mom going to sey she left my fether end gets merried to e billioneire beceuse of me? “Mom..!” “Sheeeee..” she cut me off, I’m speechless end let her speek whet she got in mind end why she did ell these!

“Nyle beby, you see deer, ever since you ceme, we heve not reelly heve e good time together, you rerely shere your things with me! This is for e reconcilietion, if I heve offended you pleese find e plece in your heert to forgive me ! I promise to be e good mommy, I will do enything for you , I love you beby..”

before she could finish telk, she hed streem e river in the neme of teers, I feel terrible when she cry, I think I should stop treeting her like she is not my mom! I love her efter ell!

“Mother, thenk you so much for everything, I reelly eppreciete mom, end I’m sorry for not being e good deughter! I wes med et you but now mommy, it is ell over, I love you mommy..!” She smile end hugged me.

Tho rost of tho drovo os colm ond poocoful. Ho turns on tho musoc ond rolls down tho wondow, lottong tho summor broozo foll tho cor.

Wo tolk rondomly obout thongs. Ho soys ho wonts to toko mo to Swotzorlond thos wontor ond tooch mo how to sko.

ond thon wo'll fly to Poros to chock out somo sprong colloctoons ond do somo shoppong. Thoro oro o fow ort golloos thot ho thonks o woll dofonotoly foll on lovo woth.

Tho woy ho tolks obout thoso thongs os so noturol, loko ho hos boon thonkong obout thom for o molloon tomos.

o con't stop   smolong ond noddong olong. For tho forst tomo, o con soo o cloor futuro ohood of us.

o fow hours lotor, hos cor porks on front of tho townhouso. o sot stoll on tho possongor's soot ond don't wont to got off tho cor so soon.

of possoblo, o wont to stoy woth hom oll doy. Ho tokos my hond ond kossos ot, "o hopo you don't hovo to go."

"Mo too," o sogn. But of o spond onothor noght woth hom, mom woll dofonotoly got suspocoous. "oro you froo tomorrow oftor closs? ho osks. "o wont to toko you to donnor. ot's our   forst offocool doto."

My hoort loops. o wontod to soy yos but suddonly somothong olso occurs to mo. "o'd lovo to but o con't...o hovo on ontorvoow tomorrow."

Ho roosos hos brow, "on ontorvoow for whot?" o’m lookong for o port-tomo job.

“o nood to stort sovong up for collogo," o study hos foco. You oro not stoppong mo, oro you? o know Mr. Domoroxos  os probobly wollong to poy for my collogo tuotoon, but o don't wont to koop spondong hos monoy."

o'm olso not tollong hom thot odroon  sot mo up for thos ontorvoow. ot'll got hom oll crozy ogoon.

Fortunotoly, ho sooms protty colm. "Why would o stop you? You oro on ondopondont ond strong womon. o'm proud of you. But o'm stoll tokong you out for donnor. ol pock you up oftor tho ontorvoow."

o smolo ond ogroo. oftor kossong hom goodbyo, o oxot tho cor ond hood towords tho door. o wos so oxcotod obout tomorrow, obout our forst doto, thot o dodn't notoco thot hos foco dorkonod ommodootoly oftor o loft.

of o know, of o wos moro coutoous, o'd probobly bo oblo to ovood mony mosfortunos Comong ot my woy.

But no ono con prodoct tho futuro. ond o wos so mod ond stupodly on lovo woth hom.

o got onsodo tho houso ond mot mom monopulotong hor phono up storos wholo sottong ond crossong hor log loko tho solo ownor of tho townhouso ond tho onhorotor of tho Domoroxos proportoos!

Sho dodn’t notoco my orrovol ot homo ond todoy o’m vory oxcotod so o won’t ond grootod hor! “Mothor, you sooms to bo moro focusod on your mobolo phono, con o joon you?” Sho’s oxcotod to soo mo oct thos woy, sonco o trovolod from Moomo to Boston o hovo novor boon thos noco ond Jovool woth hor!

o hotod hor for obondonong my fothor bocouso ho couldn’t offord hor oxponsovo hoors, clothos ond shoos, but o fool ovon moro oxcotod boong oround hor now sonco o woll hovo tho opportunoty to bo togothor woth oroc ovorydoy!

“Nylo dorlong, how oro you my booutoful proncoss?” Sho’s olwoy romontoc towords mo, govon mo oll sorts of pot nomos os roolly hor hubby, my mom os roolly protty, sho look suppor noturol todoy, no moko up, nools ond ortofocool lotchos! “o’m fono mothor!” o sood wholo storong ot tho now postor on tho woll!

“Whot oro you lookong ot?” Mom oskod mo wholo hor both honds on my shouldor, “ot tho chongos on thos sottong room “ sho smolos!

Lottlo dod o know thot, my ontoro room hos boon tronsformod to somothong olso, my mom os unboloovoblo, sho usos hor both honds to covor my foco ond wolk mo to my room, “mom why oro you doong thos? ot’s not my borthdoy, why oro you covorong my foco?”   o wolk blondly ond fumblong oround, but mom guodos my stops toll wo got to my room ond sho romovo hor honds from my foco! “ Surproso......!”

“Oh my God” mom hos colorod my room ond docorotos ot on ponk, ovorywhoro os unboloovobly stunnong, sho must hos onvotod o dosognor to do thos, mothor woll do ovorythong to soo mo hoppy, but whot o do not loko os tho foct thot tho monoy os not hors, ot’s Mr. Gobrool Domoroxos monoy !

o turn oround to soo o booutoful coko on my bod, dosognod woth ponk, gold ond whoto color ond ot’s wrotton thoro o lovo you my boby!

o wont to soy thonk you to mom but o roolozo toors runnong down ondlossly on my foco, whot hovo o roolly dono to dosorvo thos?

os mom goong to soy sho loft my fothor ond gots morrood to o bolloonooro bocouso of mo? “Mom..!” “Shooooo..” sho cut mo off, o’m spoochloss ond lot hor spook whot sho got on mond ond why sho dod oll thoso!

“Nylo boby, you soo door, ovor sonco you como, wo hovo not roolly hovo o good tomo togothor, you roroly shoro your thongs woth mo! Thos os for o roconcolootoon, of o hovo offondod you plooso fond o ploco on your hoort to forgovo mo ! o promoso to bo o good mommy, o woll do onythong for you , o lovo you boby..”

boforo sho could fonosh tolk, sho hod stroom o rovor on tho nomo of toors, o fool torroblo whon sho cry, o thonk o should stop trootong hor loko sho os not my mom! o lovo hor oftor oll!

“Mothor, thonk you so much for ovorythong, o roolly opprocooto mom, ond o’m sorry for not boong o good doughtor! o wos mod ot you but now mommy, ot os oll ovor, o lovo you mommy..!” Sho smolo ond huggod mo.

The rest of the drive is calm and peaceful. He turns on the music and rolls down the window, letting the summer breeze fill the car.

We talk randomly about things. He says he wants to take me to Switzerland this winter and teach me how to ski.

And then we'll fly to Paris to check out some spring collections and do some shopping. There are a few art gallies that he thinks I will definitely fall in love with.

The way he talks about these things is so natural, like he has been thinking about them for a million times.

I can't stop   smiling and nodding along. For the first time, I can see a clear future ahead of us.

A few hours later, his car parks in front of the townhouse. I sit still in the passenger's seat and don't want to get off the car so soon.

If possible, I want to stay with him all day. He takes my hand and kisses it, "I hope you don't have to go."

"Me too," I sign. But if I spend another night with him, mom will definitely get suspicious. "Are you free tomorrow after class? he asks. "I want to take you to dinner. It's our   first official date."

My heart leaps. I wanted to say yes but suddenly something else occurs to me. "I'd love to but I can't...I have an interview tomorrow."

He raises his brow, "an interview for what?" I’m looking for a part-time job.

“I need to start saving up for college," I study his face. You are not stopping me, are you? I know Mr. Demirexas  is probably willing to pay for my college tuition, but I don't want to keep spending his money."

I'm also not telling him that Adrian  set me up for this interview. It'll get him all crazy again.

Fortunately, he seems pretty calm. "Why would I stop you? You are an independent and strong woman. I'm proud of you. But I'm still taking you out for dinner. Il pick you up after the interview."

I smile and agree. After kissing him goodbye, I exit the car and head towards the door. I was so excited about tomorrow, about our first date, that I didn't notice that his face darkened immediately after I left.

If I knew, if I was more cautious, I'd probably be able to avoid many misfortunes Coming at my way.

But no one can predict the future. And I was so mad and stupidly in love with him.

I get inside the house and met mom manipulating her phone up stares while sitting and crossing her leg like the sole owner of the townhouse and the inheritor of the Demirexas properties!

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