Secret Affairs With My Stepbrothers

Chapter 3

Jena's PoV

"Hey, why don't you take a semester break to completely recover?" Alex suddenly suggested out of nowhere. With Jacob gone for work, I found myself alone with Alex in the living room, watching the news on TV.

"No, I need to finish my studies as quickly as possible so that you don't have to take care of me," I replied, feigning a pitiful tone. He looked at me with a frown. This damn bastard really knows how to get on my nerves, but what can I do against a filthy rich bastard like him? I don't have money or power, so all I can do is use myself for my vengeance.

"You don't have to rush, it's not as if we're chasing you away," he said, and I bitterly smiled. Deep inside, I wanted to laugh and slap him really hard. I hate the way he looks at me with those filthy eyes of his. I want to pull them out and feed them to the dogs because they remind me of how he made me believe he was sincere back then, with those same f*****g eyes. I'm such an idiotic loser for believing him, and all I got in return was his betrayal. I know he's acting again and will try to break me like he did in the past. But, hahaha, he believed I really had dissociative amnesia. Well, I wish it were true so I could move on, but no matter how many times I hit my head, there's no way I'll be able to forget him and his f*****g scheme. He carved a pretty deep wound in me, leaving a huge scar that has made my life miserable.

He's acting now, so I'll just play along, following his lead. But little does he know, I've set the chest board this time, and I will win at all costs.

"Do you really not remember me?" Alex asked, his gaze fixed on my eyes like he's trying to figure out if I'm telling the truth or not. I tilted my head slightly, pretending to be confused.

"I... remember. We were classmates," I replied innocently. Well, five years ago, we did become classmates during our third and fourth year of high school. "I mean, aside from being classmates, what else do you remember?" Alex persisted, his determination evident.

"We weren't... close," I answered with a shy voice, reminiscing on the past. Yes, five years ago, we weren't really close. We didn't even talk. But I had a crush on him since he's the coolest guy back then. However, this bastard suddenly began to bully me out of nowhere, turning me into an outcast and his personal punching bag, I even became a bread shuttle even though I can't afford luxury that he demanded, I even sold some of my stuff just to have money or else they'll bully me again. f**k, I want to kick his ass right now, but for the sake of my plan, I'll try my best to stay calm.

He looked at me with those eyes again, and sighed. "It's fine, don't try too hard, you might get head ache " he said and I nodded. He's pretty good at acting. He could be an actor if he wanted to. If I were still the naive and innocent girl from the past, I might believe that he sincerely cares about me. But since I'm already aware of his tricks, I won't fall into the same trap again.

The room fell into a heavy silence as our eyes remained fixed on the TV screen. The news that played before us was about the death of Alex's father. The media didn't even bother to mention my mother's name, but it didn't matter. She was gone, and she wouldn't feel disappointed anymore. If she hadn't destroyed their family, maybe I wouldn't have experienced those terrifying things—being bullied and taken advantage of. I wouldn't have a f*****g painful memories now.

I couldn't help but feel anger towards my mother. I had no idea that she was dating someone all this time, let alone Alex's father of all people. I wondered why she chose such a destructive path in life. I was fine with being poor, and I never pressured her about money. I had made it clear that I didn't need a father. My biological father had died ten years ago, and he was a truly terrible person. He used to be a loving father, but after our business went bankrupt, he transformed into a drunken man who would beat my mother relentlessly. He eventually succumbed to liver cancer, leaving us with a mountain of debt. My mother never finished high school because she became pregnant at a young age, which led her to work as a maid.

I didn't mind her being a maid. I loved her, and I was proud of her. But what I couldn't understand was why she had to get involved with her boss and destroy another family. It was never a mistake; it was a choice she made, knowing full well the pain it would cause others. I wished she had told me sooner so that I could have knocked some sense into her. But damn, she had been dating him for seven years, and she never mentioned a thing to me. I felt betrayed by Alex, and now I felt betrayed by the only person I had ever trusted my whole life. Who could I trust now? When will I trust someone again? Trust huh, there's no such thing.

Overwhelmed my annoying memories, I leaned back my head with my mind consumed by these thoughts. Exhaustion took over, and I eventually drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the sensation of warm hands caressing my head and body. It felt so good, and I enjoyed it... until I realized what was happening. I quickly opened my eyes and snapped back to reality. It was nothing! It was just another nightmare , or rather, a wet dream.

"Are you awake?" Alex's voice suddenly rang in my ears, causing me to quickly look around. To my surprise, I found myself sleeping on his lap, with my legs stretched out on the couch and a blanket covering me. Huh? Did he put this for me? He's playing the role of a romantic prince again huh? Does he really think I'll fall for that? A sarcastic questions in my mind.

"Oh... I'm sorry," I said while quickly getting up, but he pulled me back before I could even lift my head!

"Why?" I asked.

"Stay still for a bit," he said, looking at me with those deceiving eyes. He appeared sincere, but I knew him all too well. He was a devil in disguise, with the face of an angel. That's how he had fooled me in the past. But this time, I would play along in the best way I could, it's my advantage after all.

"How long have I been sleeping?" I asked, placing the back of my palm against my cheek, inadvertently brushing against his thigh.

"You've... been sleeping for an hour," he said, his voice slightly strained. I moved back slightly and clenched my fingers, noticing his flinch. Suddenly, memories of Jacob flooded my mind. Last night, we had shared something intimate in this very spot in the living room too. Men will always be men, after all.

"Ehem," he cleared his throat. Hmm? What's this? Something hard just pressed against the back of my head...Wow, I can't believe it. He got aroused just from that? He was getting turned on because of my little touch. Let me tease you a little.

"Alex, did you put something in your pocket? Why is it hard?" I innocently asked, looking at him. His face turned red, and bit his lip. For some reason, I found it amusing. Those reactions is very familiar, that's how he looks everytime he wants me to suck him.

"It's nothing. Anyway, go back to your room and rest. I'll ask someone to wake you up for dinner," he said, helping me up. I hadn't even said anything yet, and he headed back to his room without even looking back. Huh? Is that it? It's not that I'm disappointed, but it was my chance to blur the line between us, just like what happened with Jacob yesterday.

Anyway since he left already, I'll just try again next time, I'll make sure to make him addicted to me that he won't be able to endure a day without me. I would make him fall for me at all costs, and then I'll abandon him, just like how he did to me.

To be continued...