My Stepbrother's Bride

Episode 2: Confusion begins

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Mia's POV

With my response, Mr Steve didn't bother me again. He just drove in silence without saying another word to me.

We finally got to the house, and gosh, the house was huge and beautiful. In fact, it was a mansion, not just any ordinary house or, would I even say, a palace. I didn't know much about Mr Pedro. I've also never been to his house before. This was my first time I had only heard from my Mom that he was fu*cking rich, but I never imagined he would be this rich. I almost embarrassed myself by asking Mr. Steve too many times if this was really the house. Opening the gate was delayed a little, but after a small drama between Mr Steve and the gate man he called Mr. Hans, the gate was eventually opened, and Mr. Steve drove in. He stopped at the back of the house and brought out my luggage from the trunk.

"Mrs. Anna will take care of you from here," Mr. Steve said as he moved my luggage to a middle-aged woman who was standing at the back of the house, and it seemed obvious that she was waiting for me.

"you're welcome, Miss Mia," she greeted me with a bright smile. "Please follow me. I will show you to your room."

" o..okay thank you.. thank you ma," I stammered, flabbergasted by her politeness

"The living room and dining room are filled with guests because of your Mom's wedding, so we would be going through the back door, okay?" she said politely, and I nodded

"so shall we?" she asked, still smiling as she showed me with her hands in the direction of the door

" yes, ma'am," I replied

"Okay," she said and started walking into the house with my luggage, and I followed behind her.

" gossh, this house is beautiful. This Mr Pedro is indeed a billionaire; no wonder my mom is head over heels for him." I thought to myself as I accessed the house with my eyes. From the painting to the furniture and the decorations, everything was looking expensive and beautiful. Even the staffs are polite and very kind.

"So, Miss Mia, how was your journey?" Mrs. Anna said and snapped me out of my thoughts immediately

" fine.. fine ma'am," I stuttered, coming back to my senses

Mrs Anna stopped abruptly and turned to face me.

"It's Mrs. Anna, not ma'am, okay?" she said calmly.

" oh.. okay, Mrs. Anna," I stuttered again.

She smiled brightly, turned around, and we started walking again. She didn't utter another word to me until we got to a room where she stopped and opened the door.

" This your room, Miss Mia," she said, holding the door for me to enter

"wow," I gaped as I entered the room

" do you like it?" she asked, smiling

"yes, I love it," I replied, still holding my hands over my mouth out of surprise.

" I know you would love it," she said. "I specially arranged the decorations for you myself,"

"Oh, thank ma'am, sorry Mrs Anna," I said and corrected myself immediately

" you're welcome, dear. Should I help you unpack your things?" she asked sincerely as she moved my things to the wardrobe

" no, thank you, Mrs. Anna, I'd do that myself," I replied sharply and rushed to stop her before she started doing it. She has done enough already, and I mean, she already decorated my room for me and even helped me to carry luggage; letting her unpack my things would be too much.

" Alright then, the washroom is over there; you can freshen up, and please stay in your room. Your mom instructed me to tell you to stay in your room and not move around as lots of guests are present in the house to congratulate Mr. Pedro and herself on their wedding, and she doesn't want you to run into any of them, so please stay in your room when dinner is ready. I'd bring it to your room. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to use the telephone, close your bed dail the room service number, and I'll come attend to you," she instructed, and I was shocked.

" What? My Mom instructed you to tell me to stay inside so I don't run into her guests?" I asked her in disbelief

"yes, ma'am," she replied

" Okay," I said coldly as I sat gently on the bed

" any problem?" she asked, and I shook my head, signifying a No

" Alright, I'll take my leave now," she said as she made her way to the door, went out, and closed the door gently behind her.

"Wow, my Mom is really amazing," I said to myself as I stood up and made my way to the wardrobe to organize my things. She doesn't want me to run into her guests? Maybe I met spoil her fun how cold of her. I know Mr. Pedro's son would be out there exchanging greetings with the guests while I'm being instructed to stay inside. I feel so wronged. I know I'm already getting used to my Mom's harsh words, but hiding me because she is ashamed of me is just too much.

The past 19 years I've lived with Mom haven't really been filled with goodness and mercy. Yes, she provides for me with the little she gets and cherishes me sometimes, especially when I get good grades, but whenever I make any little mistake or whenever she sees her mates who are living a better life or whenever she sees or hears anything that reminds her of her problems she would get upset with me and start raining insults on me she would sometimes even throw things at me. She never forgets to remind me of how I was the cause of all her problems and how she would have ab*rted me rather than giving birth to me and suffering the way she was suffering. When she calms down, she would apologize and blamed it on her frustrations and problems. I always forgave her and tried my best to understand her, but hiding me now, I'm speechless. I organized my things that evening, freshened up, had dinner, and went to bed, hoping that the next day would be a better day, but it wasn't.

Dylan's POV

" damn it, I feel like my bones are about to break," I complained bitterly to myself as I wearily collapsed on my bed.

How could my Dad be so mean? He had stayed up until now attending to the guest that came to congratulate him and that witch that he had just wedded.

I never liked Mrs Mirabel, my new stepmom, to begin with. From the very first day I met her, when my dad brought her home to introduce her to me, I found her very odd. She had this bad vibes, and she was very creepy, trying to act all good and nice towards me that day. She met my dad only a month ago, and she had bewitched him into marrying her within a space of just one month. Like how is that even possible?

I know deep down that this woman came into my dad's life with the intention of stealing my dad's property and running away with it. She and that freak called a daughter wants to reap where they did not sow, but I won't let them be. I'd make sure I terrorize them until they leave this house. Yes, I'd make sure to do it, and I won't let them leave with any of my Dad's property.