My Stepbrother: secret possession

Epilogue: The Mountain secrets

"Brandon, sort this out," Embry instructed. Until then, the name registered in my head, but before I could ponder further, the girls surprised me, much like Lilith did, leaving me all alone with a sliver of fear.

I started turning back, intending to meet them downstairs, when a pair of large arms wrapped around me.

"Oh, you're going to do it, British girl."

No way!

"Who are you? Don't touch me! Stop it." I struggled, pushing and kicking while he dragged me back towards the edge.

"Brandon's the name. Embry wants you to have some fun, love." He reeked of alcohol and looked dodgy. He embodied everything associated with crime, and all I wanted was to escape his trap.

"Get your hands off me. I'm afraid of heights!" I screamed, paying no attention to the laughing spectators who found it amusing to watch a girl being violently attacked by a drunk man.

"One..." His hand wrapped tightly around my waist, leaving no room for escape.

"Let me go. I'm not kidding!" My breathing reached its peak, becoming inaudible in my blood-boiling ears.

"Two."

"I would fight you." Nothing I did seemed to faze him even the slightest bit. I contemplated sinking my teeth into his intoxicated skin until it bled, but I recoiled, knowing I couldn't sink my teeth into his intoxicated flesh.

"Three."

"Please, don't." I pushed him back, but he was too strong, making me feel so small. I HATE EMBRY.

And boom!

With tightly shut eyes and a piercing scream, I was catapulted—though it felt more like drowning—and I couldn't catch my breath, terrified about where I would land.

Water!

Warm water!

That's what greeted me, soaking every pore of my body.

I fought my way up from the depths of the pool to draw air into my lungs.

Ignoring the applause I received from the crowded backyard, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to breathe.

"Wasn't it fun, British girl?" The repulsive, husky voice invaded my ear, and with force, I shoved him away from me. I swiftly swam towards the edge of the large pool.

By the time I pulled myself out of the water, my knees felt weak, paying no heed to the gawking eyes fixated on my drenched, partially naked body.

Ava! I never imagined I would be this exposed in a million years.

Embry's sneer from the barbecue stand, surrounded by a group of cheerleaders, did not go unnoticed.

Exhausted, I made my way inside the building and grabbed some water to soothe my parched throat. Luckily, I discovered a new staircase that led upstairs, as all I sought was silence. I headed towards the secluded corner I learned was Lilith and Leigh's bedroom.

Pushing open the left door, completely disregarding whose privacy I was invading, a spacious grey studio greeted me. The only missing element was the kitchen, but aside from that, everything resembled a self-contained house. There was a living area and a sleeping area.

It took me less than a second to realize it was Leigh's. His unmistakable scent permeated every corner of the space.

With a smile, I took slow steps, carefully observing his domain. The place was impeccably arranged, and everything appeared brand new.