Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Hardin

Guilt and frustration were the exact words to describe how I felt every time that I made Jasmine break out in tears. I was toxic, and I did not need to be told.

I was gradually becoming the image of me that my mother would not like and anytime I thought about how she felt watching what I suddenly turned out to become, I cursed severally.

From where I stood at the balcony, I watched Jasmine leave the party with Nadia tagging behind her confusedly. I only realized that I had been staring at her for so long, when the twins came behind me, calling me out of my thoughts.

"Weird right? We also feel that way, I mean the way you pay special attention to her. Is there something we do not know?" Sandro pointed out, and I furrowed my brows like I had no idea what he was talking of.

"Who?"

"Your step sister, man. I don't think we can hold back from saying it," Alex joined.

"Ohhh... Jasmine. My father suddenly added a responsibility on me by making me her personal body guard which is frustrating as hell, as she never stays at a place. So I'm just wondering if she's safe as she's leaving the party at this hour," I mentioned, taking a sip from the cup of cognac I had in my hands.

One thing that I was not the best at doing especially when it came to the twins was lying as they most times saw through my lies, so I tried my best to keep my calm with the Brandy in my hands as a corner of my eyes watched the car Jasmine had gotten into, zoom off.

"I think I should leave now. The party's not as lit as I expected," gulping down the last content of the Brandy, I informed, and made to leave when Alex suddenly came up with his teasy talk of how I had enjoyed myself with Astrid.

With a glare, I made him keep quiet before walking away.

I had barely left the balcony when Astrid and the other girl, of which I knew little of her name, walked up to me, trying to be touchy.

"You are going already? Can't you just stay a little longer?" Astrid asked, and why she was talking, the blonde haired girl had already come closer to me and was trying to rub her butts in front of me.

"Stay off me," I muttered within my breath but she did not listen. With the anger inside of me, I pushed her to the floor, causing Astrid to shake in trepidation.

"Now what did she do?" She questioned, the hatred everyone always used to stare at me, evident in her eyes. Or maybe my brain was just overthinking but I had gotten used to that same stare from every other person that I began to care less about what they felt.

"I think you are already forgetting that whatever happened between the three of us was a one time thing, and should not be heard of in a public space. Neither will I condone any display of unnecessary affection. Do you hear me?" Without expecting any reply from them, I walked straight to my car, with my teeth gritted in annoyance about how I had to fake pleasure with them.

I did not enjoy any bit of the sex, and I only realized how foolish I was after getting into the car and had watched the video that I forced Jasmine to see. I deleted it immediately in disgust, as if there was any sex video that I wanted to watch, then it was the one with Jasmine but I could not make any video of her during sex, as a large part of me felt that I needed Jasmine's permission..

Arriving at home, the first place I walked to was Jasmine's room as the guilt from what I had done at the party still clouded my mind. Luckily, I had a key that gave access to her room. Jasmine was curled up in a fetal position, with fear visible in her face as she slept. I had no idea how much trauma that she experienced before finally putting herself to sleep.

But I could remember vividly how she sounded when she asked, "why did you have to show me this?"

Unable to control the guilt within me, I left to my room and only realized that I had managed to sleep when morning came, with Lisa's knock on my door.

"I came to call you for breakfast?" She had a wide grin as she said it, and as I was about to shake my head in refusal, she spoke.

"You don't have an option actually, your dad asked that I call you for breakfast. Thanks to Camila who blabbed about how you have been missing from breakfast for a while."

I could see Lisa's intent in her speech, as it was clear that all she wanted was to stir up hatred in my heart towards Camila. But my mind was rather busy that morning to pay any attention towards her, so I nodded and shut the door behind me, so I could freshen up and join them at breakfast.

Jasmine's face was fixed on her food as I walked into the dinning room, I guessed she was trying to not maintain any contact with me, which was really fine with me. As much as the guilt still ate me up, I was glad I had reminded her of her place and maybe whenever she tried flirting with Lorenzo, then it will ring to her head that he just wanted to enjoy the moment with her and had no real feelings for her. Not like I cared though.

"You have not been coming downstairs for breakfast. Is everything okay?" Dad asked me immediately I sat down, causing me to drop the fork that I had already picked up.