Falling For My Alpha Stepsister (GL)

Angel

I really thought I was going to get laid tonight...

Watching her drink all that shot I thought she would be drunk enough to want to have sex.. But she happens to be well okay to speak something like that..

I know I don’t mind having sex with her.. but what makes her think it will be only her.. What if I find a new hot snack and I want it..

I dragged my fingers through my messy hair, letting out a sharp breath of hot air.

The nerve of that girl, standing there in that round glasses, telling me who I could and couldn’t sleep with.

Not fucking way, I want a relationship.. Commitment is also not in my book.. I don’t even love her to try that...

Relationships were a trap for weak people.

I watched my parents tear each other apart for years over that stupid idea, and I had zero intention of following in their footsteps.

They tried that with me to one of their business investors..

Being Single Is Freedom from insanity..

I stood outside the terrace resort, having a night breeze with a cigarette to cool me down..

After all what happened tonight.. from those so called friends of mine mocking me to April acting differently... This is not a good night for me.

My mind was still reeling from everything. Carlos, Sabrina, and Abigail laughing at me in the hut, teasing me about being locked inside that four-eyed girl, and then April turning around and demanding total devotion from me.

I’m going to find a way to get them back, all of them especially that girl April...

I noticed a strange movement happening around the beach.. I could easily see the view from where I stood and the person I saw looked strange.. Where are the so called security...

I flicked the ash off my cigarette, narrowing my eyes as my gaze cut through the dim moonlight resting on the shore.

A shadowy figure was creeping along the edge of the wooden stalls, moving quickly between the shadows like a thief avoiding the light.

I rushed to the beach...

"Who are you and what are you doing here, late at night?" My voice rang out as the person from.. He was wearing a long black coat and covered his face..

The figure jerked around at the sound of my voice, pulling the dark collar higher over their nose before sprinting across the sand toward the boardwalk.

Shhhit, I can’t believe I have to run after him..

I threw my cigarette onto the floor, crushed it under my boot, and took off after the intruder.

"Hey you... stop right there.." I shouted, running after him..

From the beach we passed the market place to the woods...

My boots slammed against the dirt as we cut through the dark trees.

I was tired of the cop and thief chasing so I grabbed a stone and threw it straight at the person’s head.. The stone struck the back of their head with a solid crack, sending the figure tumbling face-first into the dirt.

I threw my weight over their back, stranding them in the mud, and drove my fist hard into the side of their covered face.

"Wait, wait... please stop hitting me... please it hurts.."

The voice came out high, raspy, and completely panicked.

I removed the cloth and realized who he was..

And he was a she..

She started crying..

"Perveto!.." I called..

"What are you doing in the district so late at night... Are you spying on us again?"

I yanked the dark fabric off her face, revealing tear-stained cheeks, messy brown hair, and a bruised jaw.

Perveto happens to be a spy for a company named Goodland.. A Pharmaceutical who creates an addictive pain medicine called G-pill..

They had been sniffing around our territory for months, sending low-level scouts to gather information on our distribution routes and land ownership.

They have been trying to build their company in the district..

But that drug is not in the real world market and rumors say it’s harmful...

My mother had strictly banned them from setting foot in the area, knowing that bringing an unregulated, dangerous substance into our market would destroy whatever balance the locals had maintained.

We were back at the beach.. She was kneeling right in front of me while I was holding a table tennis bat..

The tide was rolling in quietly behind us, the cool wind whipping through the open hut as the girl sat on her knees, shivering in her torn coat.

I tapped the wooden paddle against my palm, the sharp tapping sound echoing in the silence.

"How many times have you been warned not to come back here, Perveto?"

She raised her hand a bit..

"My name is Charlie Morgan... not that.."

She wiped her nose with her dirty sleeve, her eyes darting nervously toward the wooden bat in my hand.

"You answer what I call you... so in your next life you won’t be moving around the district like a pervert.... Stop coming back. here if you don’t want your family to start posting a missing flyer around the city..." I warned.. Because the last time she was caught Anthony and his men tried to use her as a scapegoat...

They had locked her in an empty warehouse for three days without food, intending to dump her body in the bay just to send a message to her bosses.

And she keeps coming back, why would someone like that be so stupid...

"I can’t stop coming... I need the deal to be signed.... My boss really wants to begin a business here in the district..."

She squeezed her eyes shut, her whole frame shaking as she pressed her forehead close to the ground..

"Perveto do you wish to die?... Just say so then I will put an end to your misery because you coming back is becoming annoying and foolish.. which you are foolish, so foolish.."

I leaned down, resting the flat edge of the bat against the side of her neck, my voice dropping into a cold, dangerous whisper.

If Madam finds out about her, it will be a hole in her forehead..

"I do not wish to die.. I have a girlfriend who i love so much and she won’t like it if I end up dead and also she won’t like it if I don’t come back with a yes for an answer.."

She whimpered, clutching her dark coat tightly over her chest.

"What does your girlfriend have to do with Goodland?"

I raised an eyebrow, taking a step back as I looked down at her pathetic posture.

Before she could talk, she started joining two index fingers together repeatedly..

Fidgeting nervously, tapping her tips together over and over again while avoiding my eyes.

"Tell me if you don’t want me to slam your pretty face with this bat..."

I raised the paddle high over my shoulder, my jaw clenching tightly.

"She is my boss....."

She blurted out the words in a single, high-pitched breath, shrinking back against the ground.

"You are dating your boss?"

I lowered the bat slightly, my mouth twitching in sheer disbelief as I stared down at the trembling spy sitting at my feet.

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