How I Married My Stepbrother

Chloe's POV

"You haven't seen him in four years, why are you preparing a welcome party. For all I know, he's probably not worth it."

"He's worth it," I said under my breath.

"We are sorry young master, but my husband's son is just coming back from the military and this is all we can do for him, but if you insist, then we can cancel the party," my mother said and I wanted to disown her on the spot.

"No, it's fine, I'll just stick around to see him before leaving."

"Thank you very much young master, you're so kind," my mother was close to kneeling and I hated her even more for the fact that she couldn't stand up for herself or me.

"Young master? Mom he is just eighteen and we are class mates!" I lamented at how crazy my life was.

"You keep quiet and help with the decorations."

And I went to do just that.

My mom married Jayden's mom when I was twelve and we shared a strong bond during the two years that we spent together before he went for his active service in the military.

I missed him so much that I called everyday despite knowing that he wouldn't pick up. No doubt he would have over 1000 messages in his voicemail from me.

"Don't touch that, my fiance shouldn't do such measly things!" Shawn said from and I paused as he hugged me from behind and placed a kiss on my neck and shoulder.

My mom had chosen this revealing dress because she knew he was coming and I hated that I had no choice.

"Let me go, people are watching," I protested and tried to free myself, but his hand found its way to my chest instead and he gave me a hush squeeze.

"So what? Can't I hug my fiance?"

When I turned sixteen, my stepdad got into a huge debt with a big company that happened to belong to Jayden and the only way to pay his debt and also get a promotion in both status and his work place wasn't engaging me to marry Jayden when I turn twenty one.

A proposal my mom didn't hesitate to accept when she heard about the expensive travels and vacations she would enjoy if she became Jayden's mother in-law and now, I'm bound by that.

"Or are you shy? Do you want us to do it inside, instead?" He started to pull the neck of the low cut gown just low enough to expose my bra.

"No that's not it, you know I'm just seventeen, we can't do this until I turn eighteen," I said, but everyday, I prayed to all the gods in this world that a miracle would happen before next week Saturday, just seven days from now.

"And baby, I can't wait to throw you the most expensive birthday party in your life and then claim you as mine afterwards," the connecting part between my neck and shoulder was his favourite part of my body.

I know that because Shawn suckled on it everytime he hugged me from behind and sometimes even left bite marks.

I hated it, every bit of it, but I had no choice.

"I don't see your brother coming home anytime soon, so I'll leave. I have a party to attend and because you have rejected me now," he brought my hand to feel his boner from his jeans, "I'll have no choice but to turn to the pretty girls at the club," he said and let go of me, without a care of whether I fell or not.

In the least though, I was more than glad that we weren't breathing the same air as I heard the sound of his Bugatti leave our compound.

I fell to my knees and facepalmed with no tears to cry.

All I could do was stare blankly at the other side of the room.i didn't know how long had passed until a pair of grey boots came into view.

They seemed to be approaching me, and my eyes started to trace the long legs up until the owner of the long legs and camou-coloured cargo pants was standing right in front of me.

"I'm sure I said I'll be arriving by six pm, I was so sad when my dear sister wasn't there to welcome me at the door."

That voice.

"Jayden." My breath shook as I looked up to see the handsome face of my brother whom I've been wanting to see for the past four years.

"Why didn't you come out earlier, it's eight thirty but you were no where around and the party was so damn boring and worthless without you here. Mom said you went out with your little boyfriend, but I thought I'd look around just in case," he was rambling.

Jayden was never much of a talker and I liked him because I could share a silent space with him and still feel relaxed. I helped myself to my feet and stumbled back, but he caught me only to lose his own footing and fall on me with my back rested on the wall.

His hand on my waist and the alcoholic breath fanning my face didn't deter me from looking in his green eyes and taking a better look at his flushed face.

He looked more masculine, his facials were more defined and his nose looked more pointed.

"Nothing to say? I missed you so much sis," he said, his left hand still holding my waist and his right holding the bottle of liquor he was drinking.

"Why won't you say something uhn, use those lips of yours for your big bro," he wanted desperately for me to say something, but my mind was crowded by how a man could be so handsome that I couldn't help but raise my hand to his jaw.

My index finger traced from the tip of his nose down, stumbling on his lips and I felt myself rising from my five foot five height to a tiptoe and tilting my head to the side.

His face remained still and while I didn't know what I was doing, I felt like I was close, so close until everything sudden turned awkward when he let go of me and pushed the bottle to my face.

"Want some liquor?"

"I can't have that, I'm underaged," I said and turned away.

"Okay then, how about we go to my room and I show you what I got for you," he said and held my hand. I couldn't refuse anyways, so I was behind him and we were already climbing up the stairs in no time.

I was excited for some reason. For the past two years, I had taken the responsibility of cleaning his room myself. Only I had the other spare keys, so no maid was let in.

It just felt too personal to let someone else do it, so I was always going in alone everytime I missed him or whenever I wanted to clean, but it was different today.

He closed the door after me and tossed the key far aside before backing me against it and resting his hand in the space above my head.

"Tell me you miss me, Chloe," he said and I felt my eyes get misty.

"I've missed you calling my name, why didn't you ever pick up your calls. You never replied my voice mails, you never returned my letters, you-"

I was cut short with his mouth on mine.

Chloe's POV

It was wrong, it felt weird, but I found myself melting into the kiss instead.

It felt different, from the ones I've ever had with Shawn and my other ex. It made me so curious that I closed my eyes and started to suck on his lower lips.

I expected it to taste as bitter as the alcohol that he had drunk, but there was a minty bittersweet taste that had me enchanted instead.

But when he introduced his tongue into my mouth, I pulled back.

"WE can't be doing this Jayden," I said with my hand on his chest, but he only smirked instead and loosened his button.

"Don't you want to know why I never read those letters, why I never answered them, why I bought a safe lock and put them all in with your birthday as password instead?" He asked with a chuckle that made me nervous yet I didn't let go of him.

"Why?"

"Because I knew if I did, I would come running back home to you I knew that a single, 'I miss you Jayden would bring me back to the reason I ran to join the army," he said as he once again closed the distance between us. His eyes on my lips, mine on his.

"What do you mean? You left for the military because of me? You can't be serious, Jayden, you're just drunk that's why you're saying all these things. You're drunk that's why you're trying to kiss me, what I'm thinking can't possibly be true," I said even though I wanted it to be true.

I turned fourteen the day he left but he didn't even wait for my birthday. I remember how cold he had been to me the weeks prior, trying to keep a distance no matter how hard I tried to close it and now, he's saying this?

"Oh you think so, then explain this," he took my hand in his and my small hand just fit perfectly in his palm.

He was moving my hand up and stopped just bellow the buckle of his trouser.

His bulge was raging from inside his milliatry pant and I felt distracted by the size.

"You still think I would be like this just because I'm drunk or that I would want to do this,"he gave my nose a small kiss, "because I'm drunk?"

"I don't know anymore," I felt confused as my heart raced and instead of yanking my hand away from where he placed it like I would with Shawn, my curious fingers started to feel it and once again, he kissed me.

This time, I didn't resist, I didn't hold back, I just went with the flow that made me so hot that gratitude filled me when he peeled my one sleeved dress off my shoulder and started to trail kisses down till he reached my cleavage.

I had full breast but never have I itched for them to be grabbed like I did right now.

"There's a party going on downstairs," I said between moans that I was trying to surpress.

"I can choose not to attend my own party, our parents are only doing it for show anyways," he said and I nodded in agreement while his index finger went under my bra strap and he pulled it down till they fell out..

"You want this too, don't you? Your little pink buds are so pretty and hard for me," he said as he gave them small squeezes before making me feel small electrifying sparks as he grazed my tips with the tip of his wet tongue.

I held my breath and bit my lower lip as my back started to form an arch so he could have more access.

"We are siblings, we shouldn't be doing this," I said as my hand held the root of his hair for support so he wouldn't let go.

Maybe I wanted this, because my actions were contradicting my words.

"We are not related by blood and we didn't grow up together, it's fine," he alternated between my left and right breast as his hands undid my bra which fell to the ground.

I was supposed to feel shame, I was supposed to stop him and tell him this was wrong, but I moaned out loud and left a kiss on his head as he left my boobs and started to trace a straight line down to my navel with kisses.

"I have waited four years for you to be mature enough so I could do this. I knew you were uptight so you wouldn't have a boyfriend, but what's your mom's deal with the guy she was talking about?" He asked and my breath hitched. Was that jealousy?

Shawn has been trying to take my virginity even before our wedding, but I have been pushing him back saying that I was underaged.

If I let Jayden do it now, then...

"Jayden, we need to stop. I don't care if we both want this, but-"

"I told you, sweetheart, I'm not fucking drunk. If there was a time I was drunk, it would be when I signed up for the military to hold myself back. I should have stayed and kept you by my side then. So I'm currently the most sober I've ever been in my entire life since I met you," he said and I felt my eyes water.

I couldn't resist him, so I had to make him resist me instead.

"In that case, I don't want this. I am seventeen and I'm underaged. I could sue you for sexual harassment and when that happens, Shawn will do everything to make you suffer because he's obsessive."

"I'm more obsessed with you, Chloe, my colleagues thought you were my girlfriend and they knew I would die for you," he said and something in my heart shifted.

He would die for me. He would do anything for me, but Shawn's family had connections and they could take a life without batting their eyelashes and cover it up without any soul ever finding out.

I couldn't afford to lose him like that.

"I'm serious, Jayden. This is wrong and you have to stop. Shawn will be angry," I said even though I wished he would take me first.

"You will even call your little boyfriend on me now?" He stood up and looked me in the eyes with his glassy green eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go," I adjusted my cloth, ran to pick the keys only for me to hesitate after putting it in the keyhole.

"Actually, it's me who is sorry, I should have considered the fact that I could have been wrong about you," he said as he stepped up behind me, but I didn't want him to see the tears threatening to roll down my cheeks, so I hurried out and ran into my room which was right beside his.

"Damn, I hate my life!" But I did it for the best. It felt like I was having a painful breakup and I wanted to cry myself to sleep.

However, whether he was telling the truth or not, he had a reputation before he left and I was probably just going to be a fling like the numerous exes he had before he left.

I fully undressed in front of my standing mirror and realized how wet my panties were. I doubt he would have let me go if he saw this.

Chloe's POV

It was awkward this morning. Really awkward that I jumped at Shawn when he came to pick me out on a date.

I wanted to be around him for much longer, but I couldn't look him in the eye when we shared breakfast.

"I'm really surprised you wanted to come with me, why don't we go get you some sexy lingerie for your pre birthday gift, uhn?" Shawn's words broke into my thoughts but I was still too distracted to give him a reply, so I let him lead the way without an idea of where we were headed, until he asked me to try some underwear he had picked out for me.

"I'm sorry sir, but we don't test under wears,"

"Just shut the hell up, they are just under wears aren't they? I left my black card at the counter, I'd pay for everything she wears, so get the fuck out of here!" He shouted and I shook.

"I'm sorry sir," the attendant apologized as she bowed.

"You go wear it, I want to see it," he literally commanded and I had no choice but to obey, I didn't want to make it any more difficult for the helpless attendant.

"Okay," I entered into the dressing room and was grateful to be away from him again. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked myself in the mirror while trying to force the memory of last night out of my mind as I pulled the sweatshirt off my head.

Until I suddenly felt someone wrapping their hand around my waist. I bolted in repulsion because those hands were slender and not manly enough.

"Shawn, leave me alone," I tried to put on my sweatshirt but he put it back down and flung it to the other side of the dressing room.

"Why? Just six days to your birthday, why are you being so conservative. You are mine, don't you get it?!" He sounded pissed and I knew how violent he could get so I tried to pacify him.

"I know please just wait till then, don't you think it would be more special if I gave it as a gift rather than this? Plus we are in a public place," I tried to maintain eyecontact through the mirror but his mouth was on my neck and his hands were moving violently.

"Stolen wine is sweeter darling and I have a public fettish but this bitches at the club couldn't satisfy me, I only want you!" He said as he yanked my jeans down and I felt his briefs on me from behind.

That was when I knew that I couldn't stop him.

"Help! Somebody help!-" he was being forceful and every movement he made made me want to throw up.

"Shut up, you bitch!" He spat as his palm came up to cover my mouth as he fully bend me over the table.

My attempt at biting his hand was futile and with my face pressed hardly on the side while he struggled with my panties, there was only my cell phone in my line of sight. I reached out for it and pressed my speeddial before he slapped the phone away.

All hope was lost and I could only rely on myself which was also pointless as he was stronger than I was, being a member of the basketball team. I could only plead and beg him while he kissed and took advantage of my body.

"Now that foreplay is over I will now take possession of what is mine," I heard him say as he spanked me with his erection.

He poked me twice with it and was about to force his way.

"You bastard, how dare you?" Jayden's voice was full of rage and anger as he flung Shawn to the other side of the room and continuously hit him.

Shawn's painful groans was all I could hear as I tried to free my tied hands.

I fell to the side and struggled to put on my dress before rushing up to pull Jayden away. Both were stronger then me, but Shawn's strength still couldn't hold a candle to my military step brother.

Jayden's POV

As soon as he came to pick her for the date, I excused myself as well and decided to tail them.

It was enough that she was giving me cold shoulders after what happened the night before, but I couldn't bear for her to be taken away from me when I hadn't gotten the chance to tell her my true feelings yet.

I followed behind them secretly as I watched her lean into him every time he held her waist and I gritted my teeth to contain my anger until I couldn't anymore.

It was the lingerie store, but I didn't hesitate to tail them there. I could do a lot better as I hated that she as choosing him over me and I finally let hell lose when I heard the noise from the phone call.

It might have been a mistake, I thought when she called and didn't say anything, but her protest and the nasty words I heard made me go in.

I couldn't stand it when I saw the bastard taking advantage of her. I couldn't stand the helpless tears that she she'd while waiting for someone to save her.

"Can you please not tell mom and dad about this?" She said weakly from where she was seated beside me and I gazed at her before focusing my attention back on the road.

It was painful to watch the woman I loved be covered with bruises and all I could do was beat the bastard until he fainted.

I wanted to cause him more pain, but she had held me back.

"Jayden please say something, it would be a lot more troublesome if they found out." Her eyes were glassy and she was looking to me for an answer, so I swallowed my anger and tried to reason with her.

"I will take care of it if any trouble happenned," I said, but she held unto my sleeves, shaking her head instead.

"I know you care about me and that's why you followed us and I will not be angry that you tried to kiss me yesterday too, just please, this one time. Or at least until next week."

"You're pulling this card now?" I wanted to express my hurt but I couldn't because it wasn't in my place.

"I'm sorry but I promise I wouldn't be in your favour after my birthday."

"How sure are you that this bastard wouldn't try anything after your birthday?" I asked as I drove inside the parking lot of our parents house.

"Because after then, I'll let him,"

"What?!"

"It won't be forced anymore. I'm engaged to marry him anyways. It's just my fate," she said and got out of the car with an answer I wished I didn't hear, because now, I was more troubled than when I was in active service.

I needed to find a way within these six days.