Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Jasmine's POV

I gasped from the shock when his lips crashed against mine, his hand pulling me roughly towards his body. I held on to his shirt, trying to move away from him, my mind trying to remind me that it was Hardin and that this was a bad decision even though my body betrayed me.

When he released me, he grabbed my chin and his eyes glowed as he growled deeply at me and I flinched, wanting to move away from him but his grip was too strong.

"Let me go, Hardin" I whispered gently, aware that if I came across as rude, he would only seek to keep me here and do something to me.

"Why? So that you can go back downstairs and play your little game like a slut? Look at that little thing on your body. Is it even a dress?"

"What's it to you?" I snapped, irritated that he would talk about me this way.

He raised his brow and his grip on my chin tightened.

"Oh, so you've got claws now that you're suddenly popular and little boys like Brent want to fuck you, is that it? Answer me!" He roared and I shook in fear and surprise.

He was getting all wrong. Brent was just being polite by offering to kiss me, wasn't he?

"Brent doesn't want to fuck me, Hardin. You've got it all wrong."

He looked at me like I was naive and grabbed my arm, turning around to head towards the door.

Just as he opened the door, Brent was standing behind it, his hand raised like he was about to knock and Hardin scoffed and looked at me.

"Of course."

"Uh, Hardin, is everything okay? Jazz, are you okay?"

"Aww, he calls you Jazz after what, like two seconds of meeting you?" Hardin said to me, his hand still grabbing my arm as he pulled me close to him, ignoring Brent's question as he waited for me to answer.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Brent. Just having a conversation with Hardin." I answered shakily, keeping my face neutral while Brent looked at Hardin's hand on my arm and swallowed nervously.

"Come on, we are leaving." Hardin announced and when Brent refused to move out of the way, he growled, his face intimidating.

"Get out of the way, asswipe"

Reluctantly, he moved out of the way but as we entered the hallway, he held onto my hand and I turned to look at him, Hardin who was holding my other hand, paused when I did not continue walking.

"So, see you some other time? Can I call you?"

I wanted to nod but before I could, Hardin had Brent pressed against the wall, his clawed hand against his throat.

"There will be no seeing her some other time, Brent. Keep your dick in your pants and away from her. Do you hear me?" He growled fiercely and when Brent nodded, Hardin released him and dragged me downstairs before I could even apologize to Brent.

Dragging me outside, he opened the passenger door to his car and when I frowned, he stepped up to me, leaving almost no space between us. I held my breath as he looked down at me.

"Get into the car."

"But Nadia..."

"Will be fine without you. But you won't be fine if you do not get into the car right now."

Swallowing nervously, I entered the car and wore my seatbelt, quickly sending a text to Nadia that I was leaving with Hardin. As Hardin entered the car and drove off, her reply came in.

"Yeah, I will be alright. I have only heard about brothers being overprotective but seeing Hardin with you was over the top. I didn't know he was like that."

I fought the urge to tell her that Hardin was not being overprotective but just being an asshole like he always was. But it meant that I would have to explain to her what was really going on between Hardin and me and I knew that was a terrible idea.

Replying with an emoji, I looked up to see that the route we were taking was not familiar to me.

"Where are we going?" I asked but he didn't answer and I waited again to try to figure out if this was a shortcut home.

But after several minutes, I started to grow agitated.