To Hate My Stepbrother

Aisha’s POV

The plan was to get married with Mason using my child as an excuse and the perfect bait to get him.

I’ve accepted my fate a long time ago and I’d raised my son by myself all these years since it was mostly my fault that I got pregnant and he can’t remember what went down between us.

I shouldn’t have slept with him when he was extremely drunk and mumbling about some girl named Ava. I should’ve left him alone but he was too hard to resist under the club light and leaving him all by himself was hard for me to do.

Closing my eyes, I remembered how he’d kissed me that night, he’d mistakenly called me Ava but I didn’t care, he knew just the right spot to touch.

And when we had sex, it was the most beautiful performance that I’d seen in a while. I’d thought a little pleasure wouldn’t hurt but I had no idea that I was going to get pregnant.

When I found out, I searched all over for him but I couldn’t find him and it wasn’t until some weeks ago did I eventually see his face on the head of the news stating how rich he’d become.

He was smiling proudly with one of those rich men suits and I just knew that I wouldn’t miss my chance this time.

Brainstorming, I found out everything that I needed to find out about him including where he stayed, his job and how much he’s worth.

I needed this, my child especially needed it. He needs to grow up with his father, he doesn’t deserve to live with just a single mother especially since his dad is rich.

Finally finding a way to secure a future for me and my child, I made sure I did all I could to find Mason and now that I’ve eventually gotten him, I don’t care what I have to do, I’m going to make sure that he’s mine alone.

He belongs to me and Ava can go to hell for all I care.

Despite everything I tried, the outcome wasn’t what I was expecting, I’d thought I could just get into the house and try to ruin the relationship between him and his step sister but my appearance only seemed to send her out of the house as Mason tried to get her back.

He made it clear to me already that he isn’t going to get married to me but would act like a father to my child.

That alone isn’t enough for me, I need to be his wife and just when I was trying to think of what to do to get Mason to agree to marry me since I wouldn’t take No for an answer, she had to show up.

I could see the desire to run into each other’s arms in their eyes and the moment Ava walked in, Mason ran behind her to catch up with her, making my stomach churn in disgust.

Watching as he followed her to her room, I felt disgusted and a part of me just wanted to snap Ava’s head out of her neck.

“Wait right here for mommy, okay?” I said to my son as I explained to him that I needed to go check what’s wrong with his daddy.

Smiling, he obeyed me as he sat on the couch and turned the TV on to his favorite cartoon channel. I got upstairs to overhear Mason and Ava arguing and my heart leapt for joy.

Angrily, Mason stormed out of the room and slammed the door shut behind him. I dared not come out of where I was hiding so I just stood there.

Smiling to myself and feeling accomplished, I couldn’t believe that my plan to make them drift farther apart is finally working.

“Was it this easy to ruin their relationship?” I asked as I smiled to myself proudly.

I never thought that Ava would be so stupid to an extent that she wouldn’t even try to fight for her love but had instead allowed me to come between them.

Whatever it’s going to be then it’ll be her loss and this way I can have Mason to myself because for as long as Ava still roams the house, Mason would never notice me.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Rushing back downstairs so that Ava wouldn’t meet me in the hallway when she’s coming downstairs, I joined my son in watching the cartoon and we both joked around.

The footsteps coming from the stairs made me turn my head in that direction and I felt a kind of inner happiness when I saw Ava walking down with her bag with her.

Her face was swollen and her eyes were red from the amount of tears that she’d shed. She was still sniffing and she tried to keep herself from crying even more but I couldn’t miss the single tear that dropped.

“Are you leaving because of me?” I asked her as she lifted her gaze to look at me. I couldn’t help the smirk that formed on my face when I saw how miserable she looked.

She couldn’t answer my question and she just kept sniffing.

“You know,” I continued, making sure that whatever I’m going to say next would sting her real bad, “you and Mason could’ve never worked out.” I finished and her eyes snapped at me.

I was getting the reaction I wanted, she’s angry, “you both are supposed to be family and it’s just a shame to fuck around with family members.” I added, not minding her anger.

“You see that?” I continued, pointing towards my son, “That’s Mason’s child and you’re just his sister. I’m sure you weren’t expecting him to leave his son for you?” I added in a loud laugh that got her even angry.

Unable to get her words out, I watched as she ran out of the house like a lovelorn woman and not caring, I went back to the couch to join my child.