My hot stepbrother my professor

Nicolas' room was wide open but the words I heard next made me stop.

“F**k me daddy”

“F**k me like a dirty little s**t” 

 I instantly turned to  the direction of the sound and just like I had predicted it was coming from his room.

I moved closer and looked in and the scene in front of me made me halth.

Nicolas was having s*x with the new girl he had just met.

Somehow he was able to detect   that I was standing there, he turned and  looked at me  using  his expressions to tell me to shut the door.

I swallowed as I slowly grabbed the door handle  and shut it. 

my legs instantly gave out as I slid on the door, the tears threatening to come out.

  The way he looked at me, he didn’t even mind if I saw him in that position, this wasn’t the first time that I would see him with a woman but why did this one have to hurt  this much.

Today was my day  and yet all he could do was have s*x with another woman instead of making the night all  about me.

Tessa, my mother's called  from the dinning.

Picking up the last piece of me  left, I walked back to the garden where the party was being held.

The moment my mom saw me I saw the way her    eyebrows raised as she  looked behind me for Nicolas 

Where is he? 

Nicolas is busy, he would join us in a few minutes.

My mother looked  at me,the worry laced all over her face as she tried to read my mood.

Is everything okay?

My eyes scanned over  to my  step father who  stood just behind my mother.

Nic will be here anytime soon, you don’t need to be worried  he isn’t doing anything illegal.

My words comforted my step dad and he tapped my mom's shoulders as he whispered something in her  ears.

They both turned to me,my mom gleaming with pride and my step  father looking even better.

How about we let the girl have her time, let her mingle with the guest and when your brother comes we would cut the cake.

I nodded as my mom and step father walked away.

My eyes scanned around our little garden that had been  decorated just for me.

My mom and stepdad  were having a send off party to   college  and since I turned 20 a few days ago they decided to just celebrate it  together.

But unlike every other girl that had a blast, I wasn’t having a good time, I had no friends and most of the people here were friends of my stepfather and friends of Nicolas, my step brother.

 I have always had  a secret crush on my step brother Nicolas.

Our parents met after Nicolas' mom died.

Though Nic wasn’t an only child, he had an elder brother Killian who is an Ex soldier.

Unlike Nicolas,Killian was more withdrawn and short tempered, the only time I saw him was the one year he lived with us and even then he never said a word  to me, and he made it clear to me that he hated my presence.

But just a year to our arrival he left and joined the army.

I knew  little about him as discussions about him were always in hush voices but one the week ago I heard my mom talking about him a few times but I could care less.

 “Happy birthday sissy”someone whispered behind me and   I knew  exactly who it was.

Nicolas  was now dressed in a well tailored suit, and looked handsome as ever, his blonde hair was well styled to the side perfecting  his face.

Nic moved even closer  as he kissed  my cheeks and pulled  away.

I watched him as he walked over  to his friend Landon who stood by the side with the girl he just had s*x with.

My heart raced more, Nic could careless about how I felt, this wasn’t the first time I had seen him with a lady, but it hurts everytime I see him.

 “How  about we cut  the cake since your favorite  brother is here,” my mother teased.

Everyone  immediately pulled  over and I cut the cake as they clapped.

Nic clapped more but the  whole time,he had his  arms wrapped around the girl.

Once the cake has been cut, everyone  goes back to their activities.

Nic turns to me as he brings out the bracelet  from his pocket.

“This is for my little sissy” he says as he  tries to put the necklace around my neck but  instead  I feel his body go stiff.

From where I stood facing the  little pool just beside the garden, I could feel the tension suddenly build  up in the air.

It felt like something had penetrated into the air and everyone seemed to be hypnotized about it.

I turned  but as I did, I halted immediately as my eyes scanned over to the entrance that leads to the garden and I saw him.

The man dressed  in a smart casual with an Italian flair, his hair is properly styled and dark in color with just one strands pulling out from the corner.

I saw the tattoos  creeping  up from his hands all over to his neck, the dark shade he wore made it harder for me to see his looks but as I looked over at him, it seemed like he stopped for a moment and  stared at me.

The silence that followed with his presence was more defeating than anything I had ever felt before.

Each step he took made the tension in the air increase and as I looked over to my mom, I saw the shock   on their faces.

The man  didn’t stop. I knew he was approaching us but as he got closer, I heard Nicolas whisper the  name.

Killlian.

The man walks over  to him and  in a second  he pulls Nicolas into a big hug.

As Nicolas hugged him I tried to ravel    my head around that name. I have heard that name before.

“Son, I didn’t think you were going to come” my step dad Micheal stated  beside me as he tapped his back.

“Sorry, I’m late”he says gently as he takes off the shade from his eyes.

My heart froze   as I looked at the man standing in front of me.

He was no other than my older stepbrother Killian who hated me to death.But unlike the killian I knew he looked  different.

 I couldn’t  help but stare at his ocean blue eyes.

He  cast  me a glance as he finally turns  to my direction as if he was finally acknowledging my presence.

I tried to say something but the words  were caught against my throat.

Killian paused and  looked at me for  a moment, A flicker of displeasure crossed over his face.I saw the way his expression tightened, the corners of his mouth dipping.

He looked at me again and for a moment I felt that wave of fear wash all over as I stared at the man towering above me.

Killian  signs   and  lets out a deep breath.

“Happy birthday Tessa” he says gently.

Two week later.

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 My eyes scanned the school premises as the feeling of fulfillment washed all over me.

The thought that I was in my dream  school gave me so much joy than I could even imagine.

 My mom seems so proud of  me and my step dad can’t stop going around telling people how proud  he was.

 Aren’t you taking the next class?Someone asked behind me and when I turned I saw Isabel, the same girl  that lives  just opposite my doom room.

The braids she wore fitted  her as she looked at me and smiled.

I smiled back at her as I followed her into the classroom as we sat beside each other.

As we sat there I couldn’t help but bring out my phone and glance through it if I would see any text from Nicolas.

After that night Nicolas had become distant from me, I didn’t know if he read my emotions.

He only sent me a few text asking me how I was blending i