Bully stepbrother

5. Advert

"Promise?"

"Uhm, yeah," he replied, his boxers hanging low on his waist, revealing too much of his V-line.

"Perfect! I can't wait. I'll start looking for an Italian restaurant," the optimistic girl exclaimed with excitement, and suddenly, I felt sorry for her. She had no idea who my stepbrother was.

With a brief kiss, Caden shut the front door, technically in her face, and stormed back into the apartment without even saying 'hi' or sparing a glance in my direction. He climbed each step as if he had conquered life.

"Finally, I have a sister-in-law," I mocked the egotistical guy.

He paused and turned to me with questioning eyes. "Does she look like my type?"

"Well, she sounded like it," I shrugged, intending to annoy him.

And it worked because he looked irritated. "No, she just has the same hole I wanted, that's all," he bit out each word.

Okay, now I really want to hit him. "You're a dick," I reminded him of what he really is.

"You expect too much from me, Mad. What do you suggest I do? Invite her to stay and then get married in the morning?" He placed his hands on his hips, looking frustrated like a mother.

Caden is someone who never shares a bed with a girl after sex, and it's the worst thing a man can do to someone. But this asshole claims to be disgusted after sex. Who says that?

"I thought college would help your maturity, but no, you're still such a little kid," I threw at him.

"Not gonna lie, I'm offended," he dramatically patted the left side of his chest. "But in case you've forgotten, it's called a king for a reason. 'Little' is nowhere close to a throne. So let me enlighten you," the asshole began pulling up his boxers, while I clenched my lids impulsively.

He really is a dick.

"Can you get your shit together and listen properly?" I said with terror, my voice almost loud.

"How did my bedroom door open?"

Of course, he doesn't take orders from me either.

I opened my eyes to find him with his boxers back on. Lacking patience, I answered, "Jake unlocked it," I huffed, and continued, "I was saying-"

"And who's Jake?" he asked with a sudden frown on his face.

No, of course, he won't listen to me. Whatever is on his mind is more important than my proposal.

I closed my eyes, frustrated. I took those breaths that don't help matters and forced myself to wear a tight smile. "He's someone." I didn't have time for an explanation.

"So we just moved here two days ago, and you're freely inviting guys into the house on your own?" Caden angrily sputtered.

What the fuck?

"Excuse you?" My jaw dropped, and I didn't care about picking it up. Caden's audacity was unbelievable.

"No, excuse you! This is the shit I'm not going to tolerate. Take this as your first and last warning. I swear to God, if you dare invite any asshole to my house, I will make sure I cripple him," he venomously warned, his once light eyes turning almost black.

But all I did was laugh. I laughed so hard that I fell back onto the reclining chair. Caden was frowning while I went insane.

"Look, believe it or not, I have equal rights as you in this house. That means I can invite anyone, just like you bring a different whore every day to my house. So take this as a warning: stay away from my life," I told him and headed down to the living room.