In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 59

Chapter 59: First Dance “What-why…what’s all this?!” 

He holds his hand in the midair waiting for me as his smile grows wider, “What does it look like? It’s a surprise.”

“Yeah I can see that. But why?”

“Well… remember that dance you promised me?”

I pause for a moment, and then suddenly remember that we did talk about it once before the anniversary party. I said I would save my first dance for him. Yet then so many things happened and that plan got completely ruined.

I didn’t know he’d still remember this.

A sudden wave of strong emotions flushes through my heart that makes me want to hug and kiss him.

Taking in a deep breath, I place my hand in his palm.

“That’d be my honor,” I say in a slightly shaking voice.

He pulls me into his arms and leads me into the dancefloor. A beautiful music is playing in the background, and we dance to it. I’m not a very good dancer, but gladly my partner knows his moves very well. He holds me tightly by the waist and waltz me through the dance floor. It’s like flying above clouds.

This is probably a juvenile thing to say but…I feel like a princess living in dreamland, which is made possible by him.

“Are you happy?” he whispers beside my ears. I rest my head on his chest and murmur, “Yes. And I don’t think I can be any happier. Though I do hope that you could give me a notice and let me dress for the this.”

don’t need to dress up to be perfect. Plus, no one

in the real party, not with everyone staring. But

pulls his head down, standing on tiptoes to kiss him. He returns my kiss with a

close my eyes and let myself drown in this moment of wonderfulness. And

and gasp. “Is this why they haven’t taken down all

raises his eyebrow, “don’t know why you are asking this…but yes. I asked the butler and maids to keep everything as it was. And I invited

these…just to give

promise,” he takes both of my hands to his lips and kisses them, before continuing in a solemn voice. “I intend to keep all of my promises to you,

so stunned. And I feel my eyes

went on separate ways. It has always seemed that I was the extra one in people’s life and this feeling just got stronger and stronger after I got kicked out by dad and moved to Boston

is still one person in the world

out, the wicked playboy really does have a gentle soul. “Hey,” he leans over and touches his forehead to mine. “I did all these to make your happy. Not to make you cry.” I quickly wipe the corner of my eyes and

a moment, before asking him in a low voice, “How much longer are they going to play?” His eyes darken, as if he has already understood my

gentle breath into his ears, “can you tell them to stop and thank them all for coming, then

then suddenly picks me up off the ground and throws me over his shoulders. I cry

other and stumbling into the room. He kicks the door shut and presses me against the wall, then rips both my jeans and panties off. I am already soaking wet. And I’m so hot and eager

into my pussy, rough and hard. I let out a long pleasurable cry, my whole body shaking. We haven’t had sex

you ready for me?” “Yes!” I beg, rocking my butt. “I want you. Fuck me with your dick.” “Fuck!” he curses, pulling out his finger and gives a gentle slap to my ass. I clench my legs and feel the sudden emptiness in my body

my body coursing with electricity. He is so huge, and he is fucking me so rough and

is tearing me

and forces me to look into his eyes, as he keeps thrusting deep into

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