SEDUCING MY STEPBROTHER

“Kira, the man on table four needs a tequila,” Mr Callan, the owner of X-club, screamed over the loud music.

“On it,” she yelled back and dropped her phone under the counter before taking the drink to the man.

Her eyes seized him up as she walked closer and she gasped. She almost lost her footing but was able to hold herself before she kiss the ground.

The guy was breath-taking. He looked like something from a fairy tale that she thought was her imagination. She blinked once, twice to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.

“Here is your drink sir,” she placed the drink on the table once she got to him, pouring him a shot before straightening to her full height, ready to leave him to his drink when his voice stopped her.

It was heavenly! She almost fell to her knee right there, but she stopped herself, even though she couldn’t stop her pussy from creaming at the sound of it.

Kira turned to him and tried her best to put on her professional smile without drooling like a fool. “Is there anything you would like me to do for you?” She asked without sounding awkward.

“How much does an hour cost?” He pulled out his wallet and pull it apart.

“Huh?” Kira was confused.

What did he mean by an hour?

“I want to book a room in this place and this is my first time here, so how much does an hour cost?” Kira sighed in relief, before proceeding to give him full details of how to book a room with them.

He nodded his head and stood up, grabbing the tequila, and downing it in one gulp. He walked to the receptionist and booked a room.

Kira walked back to her post and continue serving the men and women in the club. Just as she came back from serving another customer, her boss rushed to her and told her to stop serving and go attend to the client in the reserved VIP room.

“What is going on?” She asked when he began tugging away her apron, throwing it at another attendant.

“You have to hurry, I don’t want him to get angry if you turn up late,” Callan started to shove her into the elevator that rides up to the room.

“STOP!!” She yelled at him and he scrambled away from her. “Who the fuck is this client that requested my service? And you agreed after I told you why I am here in California?”

Callan dropped his gaze to the floor in shame, he knew what Kira passed through and why she spent all her savings to come here to California but he didn’t have a choice. It was either he sent her to the room or risk losing this place and he couldn’t let that happen.

“I am so sorry, Kira baby,” he looked at her for a send before dropping his gaze to the floor again. “He threatened to ruin the place if you don’t come to him.”

“WHAT!!” Kira’s eyes widened at the revelation, she folded her hands into fists and turned toward the elevator.

“Where are you going?” Callan asked as she punched the button furiously.

“I am going to give him a piece of my mind,” she punched the button again. “He can’t force me to do what I don’t want to do.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The door slid open and she walked in, ignoring Callan’s plea as the door clicked shut. She stepped out again when she got to the last floor and stormed into the VIP room without knocking.

Since he was expecting her, she knew the door would be left open until she walked in.

“Where the fuck are you?” She yelled, ignoring the fact that whosoever booked this room must be powerful enough to afford it and such a person could ruin her life for yelling at him.

“I am glad you came.”

That voice! She whipped around to face the man who just asked her how much an hour in the room cost.

“You?” She was dazzled. Why would a man like him request for her service?

“By the way, you yelled just now, I believe you are here to chew my head off?” He smiled and Kira swore it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Her leg weaken and the need to sit down gripped her so hard, that her knee buckled and as much as she tried to hide it, he saw the little act.

“Have a seat,” he gestured toward the plush couch and she swallowed hard. She moved to the couch and sat on it.

“You are right,” she said, clearing her throat. “I was here to chew you off… How did the hell can you come in here and demand for things like that?”

“I am sorry if it sounded that way, but I am not demanding sex from you, it’s something I want you to do willingly–”

“What the fuck? Are you crazy?” She threw her hands in the air.

“Kira!” He said, a little too loudly that she flinched. “Sorry, I am sorry… I didn’t mean to yell.”

She stared at him wearily, and he took a deep breath before speaking again. “I won’t lie about my desire to have you in my arm and I could tell you feel the same way,” her mouth hung open at his words. “But that isn’t what I why I called you here.”

Suddenly, she felt shy in his presence. The way he talked about his desire for her, and how he pointed out her desire for him made the air in the room thick with tension, but then she recalled that he called her by her name just now and she knew Callan would never tell anyone her name.

“How did you know my name?” She prayed Callan would not go against work ethics and tell him her name because he is powerful.

“Why are you here in California?” He asked out of the blue and she was fazed for a few minutes before she found her voice.

“What do you mean? Who the hell are you? How did you even know my name?”

“We first met in England, Kira, don’t you remember?” He searched her face for recognition, but she only seem more confused.

“What are you talking about?” Kira was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the way the conversation was going.

“Hot Night club, June 20th.”

As if a light bulb was switched on in Kira’s head, everything scene of that dreadful day came to her slowly.

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Kira drank the fourth bottle of alcohol that night, tears streaming down her face as she recalled what happened in the morning.

She had tried to contact some of the guys she slept with, those who came to her because of Lexi. She thought now that Lexi is gone, one of them would want to date her, but what she heard from each one of them broke her.

They all claimed they had no interest in marrying Lexi in the first place, they only wanted to sleep with her because they thought since Lexi was friend with Kira, then they would both be slut.

What was more shocking was when she discovered all of them were friends, and they all had their turn with her.

They had all bet on who would be the one to sleep with Lexi first, so the first guy she slept with approached Lexi, but being the kind of girl she is, Lexi turned him down.

He then approached her and being the gullible girl she is, Kira fell so easily and slept with him. She started resenting Lexi when he kept pushing her to invite Lexi so they could have a threesome.

He continues to sleep with her even though he let her know he wants Lexi, the same pattern repeated itself with the four other friends, and she didn’t know until they told her that the first guy was the one who told his friends about her.

To butter up the first bet, all five friends placed a bet on Kira, the one who sleeps with her the most wins. Then they would find a way to invite her and Lexi to their home, drug them and have their rounds with the two friends.

Kira couldn’t stop crying when she realized she had betrayed her best friend because of her selfishness and promiscuous ways. The fact that five guys would have raped Lexi because they assumed Lexi would be a slut just because she (Kira) is a slut.

Deadly drunk, she staggered away from the stool she was barely sitting on and made her way to the door.

“Hey, where do you think you are going?” The bartender screamed after her, but she was far gone to understand.

“You have to pay before you leave,” he rushed after her and grabbed her wrist.

“Get away from me,” Kira yelled, and he pull her closer by the waist.

“Where do you think you are going after drinking four bottles of our most expensive alcohol?” He started to pull her to a room, and Kira panicked.

The word ‘Rape’ keep repeating itself in her head she imagined him as one of the guys who planned on raping her and Lexi. Adrenaline surged through her and she screamed so hard, but her voice was muffled as the bartender forced his hands into her mouth.

She felt a sting on her neck for a second and then it was gone. Kira tried to get out of his grip but he wouldn’t budge, he pulled her closer by the waist and the moment her body touched, she understood why she felt a sting on her neck.

Her body felt hot, her mind filled with images of how she could let him take her from a different angle. She was so horny, the drug he injected into her system coupled with the alcohol she drank was messing with her mind.

Before it could take over her body completely, she screamed with all her might and he smirked.

“No one will hear you from here slut, why don’t you let me help you ease that ache between your legs,” he grabbed her waist again and turned around to pull her into the room when a soothing voice asked behind them…

“What is going on here?”