All Chapters of On Your Knees, Stepsister: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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He loves you

LYLAHThat damned bastard broke up with me through a freaking text??! A broken laugh tore through my throat as I reread the message for the 100th time since I received it. I tried calling the bastard, only to be told the receiver couldn't be connected. Of course, he did that. Why else wouldn't he when he was nothing but a freaking bastard?My eyes welled up in tears and I sniffed back. I couldn't let a tear drop. That bastard didn't deserve it, not after what he had put me through. He freaking made me let my guard down, to trust him, and believe there was a fucking future with him, only for him to pull me down from the pedestal my fantasy placed me on. Screaming, I threw the phone on the wall. The sound of the device clattering on the floor did nothing to ease the heaviness in my heart. I stared at it as the tears finally rolled down. I couldn't keep them at bay anymore. I broke down and cried, even though I tried to convince myself it wasn't because I liked him. I didn't. I was o

He's sick

Despite my anger, I followed John to meet the lawyer. The bastard must have been feeling utterly guilty. Why else would he sign over all those properties to me? I almost suspected that was all he had. The figures were eyes turning, and it took a freaking week to get everything sorted out. Surprisingly, I got all the companies he mentioned he had, and even his office. It was then that I started suspecting his reason. What was he up to? Why would he give everything up? Don't tell me his lover is a Buddhist, and he's about to become a monk???Would he shave all his hair and …Wait, why was I even thinking about him? Whatever he does from now on is none of my freaking business!Perhaps he got tired of this country and wanted to run away, to start afresh. Living like a Mafia lord must have bored him to hell. And me? I don't freaking care. He can bloody be at the bottom of the ocean, and I won't care. I just need to clean my life of everything that is his and continue living the way I ha

I owe him

“What did you just say?” I whirled around to face him, brows raised in question.Jason's expression shifted. “He's sick, Lylah. Really sick, and has been for months.”Months?Was he sick while he was touching me, whispering filthy things in my ear, and making me believe I was the only one he wanted? Impossible.He didn't look sick to me when I saw him last. He lost some weight, yes, but that's normal for someone who hardly slept.“You're lying.” I shook my head. “This is some trick. Some fucked-up game you and Kielan cooked up to—”“To what?” He stepped closer, and this time I didn't raise my bag. “To give away everything he built? To disappear? To watch you from a distance because he can't bear to be near you knowing what he's done?”I raised a brow. “Done? What has he done?”Jason's jaw tightened. He looked away for a few seconds before his gaze returned to my face. “He didn't ghost you because of another woman, Lylah. He ghosted you because he's dying.”I drew a step back as if hi

Will you stay?

I took the lift straight to his room. The smell of antiseptic wasn't that strong here, which worked well for me. I hated hospitals because of the smell that always clung to the hallways like a second skin. On the 7th floor, I exited and took the right turn, as the nurses had directed. His room was the only one in that corner, so it wasn't difficult to locate it. I strode over to the open door and froze on my steps when I saw him. He was sitting on a chair by the window, speaking to a doctor, who looked like she was chewing him out, more than consoling. But that wasn't my issue. My gaze was fixed on the man in the chair. He looked smaller. Kielan had always been broad and imposing, but the man in the chair seemed diminished, swallowed by an oversized jumper, his cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass. His eyes were closed, and his breathing shallow as he listened to the doctor. “That's all. I will —” The doctor paused when she saw me. Her eyes widened slightly. “What's it?” Kielan

You don't look good

I stayed with him that night. He didn't want to let go. For someone who was determined to join his ancestors without my knowledge, he was as clingy as a baby. He refused to let go, even in his sleep, and the kind doctor had to pry him away from me. While he slept, I made calls. I called all the top scientists working on the cure and promised them triple the amount Kielan paid them if they would find the cure within a week. Kielan didn't look like he would last a month, given his current condition, and none of the scientists had been successful in finding a cure. “Lylah?” He whispered my name the moment he opened his eyes, and raised his hand, seeking me. Startled from sleep, I got up from the chair I slept on and hurried over to his side. I held his hand and smiled. “I'm right here.” He relaxed visibly when he heard my voice, and his lips cracked into a smile. “You stayed?”“Why? Were you expecting me to leave while you slept? You don't think I'm that heartless, do you?” I joked,

Sick and perverted

I sorted everything out faster and went back to the room to join the conversation. After Dr Lovely did the normal checks and certified that he was good for the day, I followed her out and underwent a round of tests, which I was asked to expect a result of before evening.With that out of the way, I went out and bought breakfast. Kielan ate very little. Chewing, I noticed, was now difficult for him, so I made a mental note to buy more soup for him.“It would be nice if I could get a home-cooked meal,” he said while I was folding his hospital clothes. I'd never seen or heard of anyone who had ten different hospital clothes to change into before Kielan. I bet he's the only one in the entire world who has such a thing. I paused mid-folding and looked up. “You want me to make something for you?”He nodded slowly, like it took all his energy to do so. “If it's not a bother,” he added, smiling sadly at me. “I'll really appreciate a good home-cooked meal.”“Okay. I'll make one for you tonig

Anything for you

With a raised brow, I stepped forward. “I'm only doing this because you're sick,” I muttered under my breath as I got to his side. The bed rail pressed cold against my thighs as I leaned in.His hand found mine, and his now thin fingers wrapped around my wrist.“I'm dying.”I opened my mouth to argue, but he squeezed my wrist, and I closed it. His thumb traced a slow circle on my skin. “I'm dying, Lylah. And I don't want to go without —” He stopped and swallowed. His throat moved, and the skin pulled tight over his Adam's apple. “Without taking something with me.”“And what is that?” I whispered. “You.” His eyes held mine. “The sound you make when you come. The way you say my name when you're close. I want to take that with me. Into the dark.”Something broke inside my chest. A crack I'd been holding closed since I saw him with Dr Lovely when I showed up. I leaned in and pressed my forehead to his. “You're not dying, Kielan. You promised me.”He grinned. “Then give me a reason to ho

A bossy leader

I had just relaxed on the chair to rest when his phone started ringing. I looked at him, glad the noise didn't disturb him. He was still sound asleep. I grabbed his phone and walked over to the door. Sparing a glance at him, I took the call and stepped out. “Boss,” Jack said the moment I took the call. “There's trouble.”“Trouble?”He paused. “Ma… Ma'am?”I smiled. Even without seeing him, I knew he was gulping. He was always this way with me, and I wondered how he acts with Kielan. It certainly wasn't the same. “What trouble?”“I… Wrong message,” he said in a rush. “Ma'am, how are you doing? I didn't know you're still in the hospital.” I rolled my eyes. “What problem were you talking about?” “It's nothing, ma'am. I made a mistake. There isn't any problem. How is boss? Is he doing okay? I heard from John that he's now looking frail.”I let out a sigh. “We're still hoping for a miracle.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “So, what were you talking about? And don't lie to me, Jack.

You'll soon be mine

Kielan didn't wake until later in the day. Worried, I had called Dr Lovely to check on him, and she stated, it had to do with his declining health. If nothing is done towards finding a cure for him, he would keep having longer day sleeps and less rest at night. Luckily, the vaccine arrived hours before the scheduled time. I held Kielan's hand as they rolled his bed into the emergency room. “You'll be okay,” I reassured him with a smile, squeezing his hand. “Trust me.”He nodded and forced a smile. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't get any words out. He had been weak since he woke up, and hadn't even said a word to me. “I'll be waiting for you. Don't you dare die on me.”He nodded weakly again. “Don't worry, I'll take care of him.” Smiling, Dr Lovely patted my hand. “It's time to let go, Lylah. He'll be okay.”“Promise?”She didn't respond immediately. She closed her eyes, drew in a deep breath before she nodded. “Promise.”“I'll hold you to that.” I smile

Bad news?

I scoffed. The arrogance of this man. “What made you think I'd accept you if I didn't do that before you took my bars?” Whoever gave this bastard his confidence needs to be convicted. He set down his drink and got up slowly. He was taller than I remembered, and I hated that I had to strain my neck just to look at him. If I had known, I would have worn heels. Those badass ones people wear in movies.“You know what I remember about you, Lylah?” He circled me. “I remember a scared little girl who couldn't even look me in the eye when I took your business. You didn't even have the guts back then to fight me. Kielan had to step in for your sake. And now you walk in here, alone, unarmed, and you think you can stop me?”He stopped in front of me and reached out to touch my right cheek, but I stepped back. “Adorable. Didn't know Kielan had a thing for strays.”I smiled. “You're right,” I whispered, responding to his earliest question. “Back then, I was scared and weak. I let you take everyth

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