Brooke's POV
When I looked in the mirror, I sighed. I hated the red dress my mother made me wear. It had baggy long sleeves, a skirt that made me look bloated, and a top that choked my neck. It was definitely not for me. I slipped it off, threw it to my laundry basket and opened up my closet. I hummed in thought to myself as I walked in. I picked out a mini grey pencil skirt and a tight black long sleeve v-neck. I put on my knee high black heel boots and grabbed my furry grey vest.
I pushed up my boobs a little, and looked at my side profile to see if everything looked okay. Now this I like. But I knew my mother wasn't going to.
Oh well.
I slipped on a few matching silver necklaces,
some earrings and put my phone and wallet in my hand clutch. I sprayed perfume all over my self and sighed in satisfaction.Today I was meeting my soon to be step dad and his son. My mom and dad divorced 5 years ago and during the time, my mom met then man I'm going to meet. They fell in love and well, they're getting married in a week?
They aren't having a wedding. They're just going to sign the papers and make it official. Though, they are going on a honeymoon to Hawaii for 7 days.
"Brooklyn! Sweetie, are you ready?!" I heard my mother call from downstairs of my empty, vacant home. My mom arranged a group of workers to send literally all of our stuff to her fiancées house.
"Yes, mother! I'm coming." I replied and climbed down the stairs.
\\30 MINS LATER//
We had arrived at my moms lovers home.
I had no idea that he lived in probably the biggest house I have ever seen. It was a blinding white with lots of grass sculptures and fountains, a black metal fence. I saw many expensive cars at the very far right corner. I think one was a Ferrari but I'm not sure.
"Baby! Welcome home, my love." I heard a deep voice call followed by a sound of lips kissing. I was too busy looking at the gorgeous scenery I didn't bother looking.
"Hello, sweetheart, I've missed you," she cooed, "This here is my daughter, Brooke." She introduced making me perk up.
I sent him a friendly smile and reached my hand out for him to shake, which he did, "Hi it's nice to meet you." I said. He seemed surprised by my politeness.
"You too, Brooke. Lucas! Get out here!" I then heard him shout. Who's Lucas? His son?
I probably drooled when we walked down the steps of their front entrance and began walking down their long driveway.
Cinnamon curls, light skin, green eyes, big lips and a muscular build. He even dressed well! He was absolutely gorgeous and breath taking.
He put on a simple smile when he saw us and greeted my mother. When he saw me, he slowed down and stared at me before grabbing my hand and pecking a kiss on my knuckles.
"Hi. I'm Lucas. You're Brooke right? You're mother never stops talking about you." He said and I almost fainted at how lovely his voice was.
"Y-Yeah. Hi. I'm Brooke. You know that. Hi." Gosh darn it, Brooke!
He chuckled.
"Alright, everyone, let's get inside and settle in. I think you're gonna love it here Brooke."
I already fucking do.
It probably took like a minute just to get to the front door. Me and Lucas were talking.
When we made it inside, he gave me a tour around the house. A large game room that consisted of modern red and blue couches, flat screen tv's in every corner, a few x-boxes, some arcade games, a pool table, a jukebox and even a bar. They had 5 bedrooms, 2 guest rooms. I lost count of how many bathrooms they had. They had a wine cellar, a basement that was practically another game room. Their kitchen matched the whole modern, fun, bright theme. Their dining room was very elegant with a crystal chandelier, fine china, and big chairs. They had a pool, a basket ball court, and a patio dock lifted by a lodge of wood. It had couches on it with tables.
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Teen FictionWhat happens when Brooke's step brother suddenly finds an interest in her? And what happens when he takes matters into his own hands, his own way?