Chapter 73: Chapter 73

It was the first-ever time that Steven has come this close to me, I wanted to understand if I felt the same disgust or the feeling of something going wrong when Steven touches me because that's what I used to feel with Tucker like something was not right. Honestly, it felt so different from Steven, I felt safe. He gently kissed my cheek and I closed my eyes shut, I don't know what his next move was but we were interrupted by a loud banging at his door. He quickly got up and I lifted my body awkwardly. Stealing my eyes from him, we both quickly started to mend our clothes.

"Who's that?" Steven asked, rubbing his face in his hands and calming himself.

"Madam is waiting for you to eat lunch." a servant voiced from the outside of the door. Steven and I shared a glance and waited for a second.

"We will eat here," Steven mumbled, but I interrupted quickly.

"No! We are coming," I stated hastily and eyed Steven, reassuring them that I'll be fine.

"You sure?" he questioned, demanding eye contact but I couldn't look in his eyes and not think about what we were doing just a minute ago.

"Yeah!" I said, clearing my throat and looking down.

"Okay!" his tone sounded confused, he walked ahead while I followed him downstairs, where they had a dining table which I don't judge them but it was for twenty people while they were only two.

We sat down together while Mrs. Lock took the seat opposite side of the table.

"We haven't been introduced properly." She said after clearing her throat and giving the fakest smile ever.

"Hi, I'm Giselle," I murmured and smiled. Steven didn't bother much about what was going on, he filled my plate first and then began filling his plate.

"I'm his---" She continued but intervened.

"Stepmother, I know." it wasn't shade or something, I causally stated.

"You can call us friends." she shrugged her shoulders and gave a sly smile, to which Steven coughed as if something has stuck in his throat, more like choking on her lies. She glared at him and then turned her attention back at me, the same fake smile reappeared.

"So what about your ex Giselle?" she questioned and the food in my mouth got messed up. Does she know about me and Tucker?

I took a second to respond back, "we broke up." obviously we did, isn't it obvious? I mean we told her we are dating so doesn't she get a clue that I'm not with my ex anymore? That's why he is called an ex right?

Steven's phone rang and he attended it quickly, excusing and getting up to stand a little far from us.

"Oh no no no!" Mrs. Lock falsely dropped her lips in sadness and shook her head, I wondered what happened, "I was scared Steven is your rebound and now I feel like, he really is." she shook her head and lowered her eyes as if she was feeling bad for him.

"That's not true, he isn't a rebound." I was highly offended by the way she put in words, firstly, I wasn't that kind of girl and secondly, Steven was important more than Tucker could have ever been.

"One doesn't know, but this is how it works. You'll feel like you truly love him but your mind knows that you just want to love someone else so that you can easily move on from your ex." She cunningly stated and kept eating like a fox. All this time I thought Lauren would win an Oscar for the most cunning person, but here Mrs. Lock was, trying hard to defeat her.

"I know you might not like my statements, but trust me this is how everyone will think too. You just want to hold on to something that can give you an excuse to move on from your ex, you want to fill in the place he hadn't emptied, but the day you realized your ex has changed or he is a better man now, you'll start to grow feelings for him again and that time, poor Steven will be left with a broken heart." She shook her head and took a sip through her wine glass as she cared about him. But I can say that she has confused me, what if that was the case? I mean, how did I start liking Steven so much, and that too all of a sudden? It all happened when Tucker began treating me badly, I wanted to be loved, I wanted someone to treat me right, but if that's what it was, I definitely would have known it, these feelings that I have for him were not just a rebound thing, I really felt he was special to me.

After finishing the lunch in silence, we went to our room, with Steven still playing a game on his stupid cell phone.

"How did she know I have an ex?" I questioned, folding my arms on my chest and watching Steven closing the door.

"She doesn't," He answered, turning around, "she bluffed you." he shrugged his shoulders and mumbled.

"Oh God! How can you live with such an evil person?" I inquired, feeling really annoyed at how she interrogated me.

"Well, you tell me, you have been living with many evil people." he winked and opened his laptop, pulling his one long foot out.

"True!" I mumbled, "Hey, you never told us what happened between you and Monica?" I laid down on my stomach and lifted my feet up and started swinging them.

"Seriously?" he shook his head and raised his brow, swirling his face slightly towards me, "Why do you want to know?" he asked, shutting his one eye slightly.

"I just want to know, who knows I am living under the same roof with a rap***," I said he laughed, shaking his head as he lowered it.

"I didn't tell anyone because it is an awkward discussion to make." He mumbled and realized that he sounded weird, "I caught someone forcing Monica." he gulped, clearing his throat, "he was you know, he saw me and jumped out of the window. Monica was crying and all, so I stayed by her side and then she left the room, I locked the window and turned off the lights and left too." he stated, but the expressions on his face told me that he was hiding something, he also ignored making eye contact with me.

"And who was this someone?" I questioned, stubbornly watching his face. He lowered his face and smiled very sweetly, he then raised his face and smiled, watching my face.

"You know when you act like this, you look cute as a kid," he murmured and smiled, I can feel my cheeks getting red due to blushing, his eyes had this intense feeling, a feeling where one can really understand that my every action was loved by him.

"Don't change the subject," I uttered, feeling happy inside. Everything felt good when he was around, and that woman says he is only a rebound, she really knows nothing about us.

"I don't think you can hear the answer," he whispered into his mouth and looked down, I stopped swinging my feet and bowed my eyes down, it has to be Tucker.

"Tell me," I lifted my eyes again and stared at his face, he was staring back.

"It was Ken Weller." He said with a serious look on his face, the rise and fall of his chest visible.

"Her twin?" I asked and my heart stopped, I got up from the position I was in and stared his face blankly. What the hell, it was even more messed up than I had thought of it. Was it why Steven didn't tell anyone because he didn't want anyone to bully Monica over this?

"He is not even her brother." Steven declared and watched my face, concerned about me.

'What do you mean by he is not her brother?" I questioned, worryingly. There were surprises after a surprise.

"Every family in this twin has an adopted kid, the kid they don't consider their family. The kid they use for their benefit." He said and I lost my mind, How, what, what was he saying?

"Ken is an Orphan?" I was shocked, my mouth hung open.

"Nope, Monica is." he corrected me and it all started to make sense. I breathed in depression and sighed, so I was brought to be used by the family?

"You might have heard that every orphan has an adoptive family that only supports them, send them money and all? That is all Mrs. Lock's doing. She didn't want to waste a single penny on anyone other than herself, so now everyone praises her for supporting these kids when she is actually doing none of that." he continued and my world began to spin around me. There was so much wrong going on that I lost my ability to think straight.

"I think I need some rest," I mumbled, I aimed to continue this conversation with him, but it was too much for me plus I was tired.

"Sure, you rest here. I will be in the study nearby, don't worry, I will be guarding you." he smiled and got up, picking up a book and walking towards the study that was located in a separate room inside his room with a glass sliding door parting these two. I lay in his bed and pulled the blanket over me, it has his strong scent all over it. The scent was filling my nostrils and making my mind at ease. The comfort I get from him was something I never got from anyone. Soon, I closed my eyes and dozed off.

I had been asleep for God knows how long, guess I slept this comfortably after such a long time. I felt someone jumping on the bed, my first instinct was normal, but soon my heart jumped into my throat and I opened my eyes quickly. My heart accelerated even louder when I saw two men in black coats standing over me on the bed, they had goat overhead masks on, with a big knife in their hands. It was such a shock that I couldn't even yell a single word.