My Sexy Stepbrothers

Chapter 2: 2

WARNING MATURE CONTENT ON THIS STORY

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We entered the house and the first thing I spotted was the brown stairs and then 2 closed doors and

then a big one without a door. "José!" My dad shouted closing the door as soon as Emma entered,

Emma and Ethan went upstairs, Dylan went to one of the doors, next to the portrait. A man came and I

think he was the xhoffet, he had a black suit and he was black.

He got closure to dad, "Yes, Mr Marshall." He said fixing his suit and looking at my dad. "Please get the

suitcase and the bag on the trunk and then take to the guest room." My dad smiled. José nodded. "And Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

this is my lovely daughter, Morgan, this is José the xhoffet." My dad introduced me to José and we

shook hands. "Always ready to serve the bosses daughter." He said, he walked out the front door.

My dad turned to me, "Sweetheart, you'll sleep in the guest room because your furniture is not yet

ready." Dad patted my hair, then left for the stairs.

I was by myself in the middle of a mansion.

I decided to go to the door that Dylan went to.

When I opened the door, the lights went up, and Dylan looked back. I was amazed by what I found in

that room it was a...

Dylan was sitting on the bottom sofa. I decided to approach him. He was watching one of Pewdiepie's

videos from YouTube. He smiled as he saw me, he switched the lights off with a remote control. I

approached him. He sat one sit away from the wall and I went to sit there.

It was freezing cold, he had a big blanket around him.

"What do you want to watch?" He said switching the air conditioning off and getting the remote control

from the seat next to him. "Maybe a movie... Miss Perigril and the Peculiar kids movie." I said wrapping

my body with his blanket. "Okay, but if you want we can just chill." He looked at me and threw the

remote control on it's original place.

"Yeah, we can do that." I said looking at him and he switched the screen off. We walked to the middle

seats. This time he sat next to the wall, I sat next to him. Dylan stood the couch's leg relaxer, so that he

could stretch his legs on it.

I layed on his chest, he covered my elbows with his blanket. After that we entered an area of deep

silence. I was slowly falling asleep.

"So... Huh... Tell me something about you." He brushed his hair with his hand. "There is not much

actually." I sounded kind af. "The basics." He said smiling a little bit, digging in his pocket looking for

something. "Well, you know my age and my name specially my surname." I saidas soon as he got his

phone out of his pocket.

He quickly texted someone and then locked his phone and shoved it back in his pocket, "Yeah, so why

did you go to New York?" He turned to me. "Personal things." I lowered my voice. "It's okay." He said

patting my hair.

"So, am I allowed to ask questions?" I said smiled him. "Of course." He said still patting my hair. I sat

up and faced him, "Can I?" He nodded. I raced my legs up to his lap.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I curiously asked. "No, we broke up last month. "Why if I may know?" I

asked. "She was annoying and she cheated on me."

"Ohhh, sorry. How can a girl leave such a cute and gentle guy like you?" He shrugged shyly.

He decided to switch the A/C on. Soon, my body got all cold and shaky. He pulled me to his warm

chest, and hugged my half cold, half warm body; we stayed there for minutes.

"You know I've always wanted a sister instead of a brother." I looked up at him. "It does look like you

guys fight or argue a lot." I say. "Your kinda right." He said.