Chapter 8

I didn't move and just gazed. I attempted to move but was unable to do so. My heart has doubled in speed and my breath has become labored. I'm having trouble concentrating. My brain isn't working, but all of my other senses are. I can feel his left arm snugly wrapped around my waist, his tickling breath on the side of my neck, his warm chest crushed against my back, and his macho scent combined with the rum he drinks, which is a wonderful mixture for his seductive scent. "W-What are you doing?" Alarmed I said. He doesn't take his hand off my butt. For the first time, I doubted his true profession. Is he really a CEO who handles their company? Perhaps his true profession is that of a massage therapist. He is rubbing my butt like it is nothing, as if it is something he has been trained to do. He was touching me on the bottom as if it were the most normal thing in the world for him to do. "Hmmm," he murmured, howling. As he did it, my hair stood on end. I attempted to keep his hand from insulting my butt, but he only gripped it strongly enough that it didn't harm me. I exhaled a sigh of relief as I gasped. At the very least, he wasn't squeezing it any longer. "I am just massaging your ass. You said that yours is in pain. I am just trying to help, you bad witch." He said pouting. He playfully smelled my hair. I nervously laugh at what he did. Is he like this when he is drunk? He is like a baby! "You are making fun of me!" He said slurring. "I didn't say anything about my butt! I say you are the pain in the ass." I almost laughed as I explained. Where is that quiet, intelligent boss I am familiar with? The person whose brows are always wrinkled in annoyance. The person who exudes a gloomy and ominous air. Why is he replaced by this playful and naughty Alessandre? "Right! You said it yourself! You said your butt is..." I covered his mouth before he could even speak. "Can you stop mentioning anything about my butt? You have your own butt to talk about!" I hissed at him. He chuckled. His face is just an inch away from me so when he laughed it seemed to vibrate in my hearing. "I like yours better." He said grinning. "They are jiggly, bouncy medium things." He huskily whispered at me. "You are spewing nonsense. Can you get off me? You stink!" I said to him, trying to loosen his grip. "No! I would like to give you a hug. You are quite warm, and you have a wonderful scent." He stated his case. I almost passed out when he smelled my hair and neck. His wet lips barely touched my skin, and I am not sure if it was an accident or if he touched my neck with his lips on purpose. "You have an intoxicating vanilla scent." He added something else and kissed my hair. I was once again taken aback by what he said. After that, he kissed my neck, and my mind went blank. He guffawed, "Hmmm, very sweet!" He kissed my neck several times before I realized what was going on. I pushed him hard, and if he didn't hold on, he would have sunk into the wall. "Get a hold of yourself! You are drunk, brother!" I angrily hissed at him even though the opposite was how I felt. I don't know but all of a sudden the surroundings became hot and I felt like I had a fever. My whole face blushed down to my neck. He kissed me! He kiss my neck! He kiss me! He nibbled my neck! He kiss me! My mind is unconsciously saying that repeatedly like a mantra. I quickly helped my older brother get up. I leaned him against the wall and hurried to get water, not only for my older brother but also for me. It seemed like I was suddenly drenched in water and my throat was dry. Trembling I poured cold water into the glass and quickly swallowed it. When I was sure that I had calmed down a bit, I went back to my older brother. He was just watching me. My calm mind was suddenly confused again. I just ignored his stares. I gave him cold water to make him feel a little better. "Are you sober now?" I ask. He nodded with a smile and staggered closer to me. I mean, it looks like he actually drank a lot. When he got close to me he almost fell down. Fortunately I moved quickly and grabbed him. Instead of falling down, he takes support from me so that I don't fall down the floor. He hugged me and his head rested on my shoulder. "Hey, brother." I shook him slightly but he did not answer. I am doomed. Looks like he had fallen asleep. "Alessandre Atlas Villareal!" He just frowned but did not speak. I let out a long sigh. I don't seem to have a choice but to lead him upstairs to his room. Just the thought of it makes me tired. It would be nice if this guy was just light. I can't just leave him here though. My conscience will not let me sleep thinking that he is sleeping here, shivering in cold. "Hey, come on. Let us get you to bed." I said. We staggered. It is really his weight that makes this situation even worse. He is so heavy! "Hold on to me tightly. We might roll down the stairs if you keep moving." I put his hand on my shoulder. My right hand is on his back, supporting him. "Villareal, slow down. I am going to drop you off right here!" Only faint shouts could be heard throughout the house. My older brother is moving so sluggishly that we may end up rolling down the stairwell. Because of this guy, my blood will dry up. My uterus appears to have been entirely expanded. "Wait. You stand here." I sighed as I commanded my older brother when we finally reached the door of his room. He nodded as if he were an obedient child. I flung open the door and flung open the lampshade to make it easier for me to support him. After that, I returned to the outdoors. "You should not be around alcohol, brother," I struggle to say since I support him. He sat on the bed after collapsing. I took a big breath and exhaled slowly. My older brother was already on his knees, clutching my hand. He has not yet let go of my hand. I was about to remove his hold on me when he suddenly lay down and because he was holding my hand, I was with him when he lay down. My eyes widened as I realized our position. He is lying on the bed with me, on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me again. I hold my breath. "Let go of me, Villareal." I hissed. "No." That was all he answered. "So soft and so fragrant." He talk while his eyes are close. I just closed my eyes because I was so annoyed with him. I tried again to get away from him but he just tightened his grip on me. I have to stay here until he falls asleep if guess. He leaned over without letting go of me. He was still not satisfied with his hug, and he put his legs around me as well. I stared blankly at the ceiling while waiting for him to fall asleep. Never in my wildest fantasies did I see myself being this near to him, let alone resting in the same bed with him. What exactly happened? I squint violently and close my eyes. What exactly has he done? He kissed my hair and neck, I recall. My chest continues to throb nonstop to this day. His mere presence causes my heart to race. I am not sure why I am feeling this way, but one thing is certain. I enjoy being so close to him. His warmth makes me feel at ease and protected. His warmth beside me is enough to calm me down, but my heart will not stay still. I feel like this is where I belong. This is my home. For some reason, his hug comforts me like a lullaby bringing me to sleep. I didn't realize that I was already asleep, with him beside me, hugging me as if he didn't want to lose me. I feel heavy when I wake up. I feel like I was run over by a very heavy truck. The wind hit my neck tickling my neck. Something was also moving over my chest. I frowned when I open my eyes. I was still dazzled by the light from the lampshade so I closed my eyes again. When I was able to adjust my eyes to the light I then just examined the surroundings. "Hmmm." I was surprised when I heard a faint growl. There was also a hard object piercing my legs. I roam my eyes across the room. I was surprised to realize I was not in my room. I was also slightly taken aback to feel the slight squeeze on my chest. I slowly lowered my gaze to my chest and almost fainted when I saw someone holding my boobs. I was shocked and my hand quickly flew to the face of the owner of the sinful hand who had just been rubbing my chest but he didn't even wake up, he just moaned. My lips parted as I realized who had the hand holding my boobs. It was my step brother, Alessandre Alas Villareal! I was thrown back from lying on the bed when he suddenly moved. The hard thing I had been feeling before rubbed against my thigh. I was still a little taken aback and wondered what it was and when I realized what it was, I quickly stood away from him. My eyes widened at that realization. He is hard! It is damn hard! My god! Am I being a pervert now? I quickly left that room before my sins even increased. It was a spectacular event for me. It was early morning but that's how I experienced it right away. Fortunately, I woke up early. I don't know what I would do if someone saw us in that position. Most of all I don't know how my older brother will react when he remembers what happened last night. What happened last night became clearer to me. I am confused by what happened. Why would my brother treat me like that, much more touch me like that? I'm crying. I was supposed to feel bad and sad about what happened, but I don't. Because of that, I was crying. He is my brother, for goodness sake. But why? Why would he do that? Is it because of the alcohol? Am I out of my mind? I just let him do those things to me. I am the one who is sober between us, I should have stop him. I should have, but why didn't I stop him? I am losing my mind. I anxiously prepared for my outing with my friends. I don't how I manage to take a bath. I don't even know how I was able to prepare what I would take on the outing. My mind was still wandering because of what happened. Fortunately, Auntie and Uncle aren't awake yet. I will just call Auntie later so she won't have to worry. For now, I need to get away from this house first, even just for a moment. I need to clear my mind and stay away from my brother for now. "Hey, we are going there with you." Lyka said gleefully on the phone. Aiden picked her up first since Lyka"s house was closer to his. "Okay, I will just wait for you at the gate of the subdivision." I answered. I heard Lyka growl on the other line. She was probably disappointed because she wanted to see my older brother again. "Tss, how bad." I heard her murmur before I finally hung up the phone. What else would that woman say. I started walking to the gate of the subdivision. It was not too far from our house. Just walking distance too. That is good because I can walk. I gasped. I sigh a few more times today, that I already lost count. I meet some joggers. I envy them, they seem to be enjoying their lives, jogging as if they don't have any problem. I am wondering, do they also have a step brother? Did their older brother kiss them too? In the neck? I shake my head at my silly thought. Smiling faces of Lyka and Aiden welcomed me when I open the car door. What makes these two smile? They seem to be drug addicts who are smiling evily. "Yow!" Aiden greeted from the driver's seat. I frowned at him and then got into the backseat. Lyka wanted to sit next to me in the backseat of the car but Aiden growled. "What do you think of me? Your driver? I will throw you both outside my car if you did." Aiden said angrily. "Duh, you are so loud and sassy, Aiden. I will just sit in the backseat, I won't leave you." Lyka answered with a smirk. "Tsk, do not make it too obvious that you have a crush on me, Aiden. That is a big turn off for me." Lyka said flipping her hair. She's also not too assuming in that state, huh? What a modest girl best friend I have here. "The fuck?" Aiden almost coughed at what Lyka said. He even acted as if he was disgusted by the arrogance he heard from Lyka. "In your dreams, Lyka. Maybe you're the one who likes me there. It is possible since you are smitten with my looks. That is understandable, Lyla." Aiden's bragging. "I don't want to hurt your ego but even in a dream I never thought I would like you." He added. "Hep! Hep!" I hold them back. Surely if I don't stop them from annoying each other, they will just continue to quarrel. I feel like I am babysitting two hard-headed kids. Ah, these two! "Is this a road trip or are you two just going to fight?" I asked them with brows furrowed. Suddenly, they fell silent. "You two stop or I will hit you with my bag." I warned them. They just always bicker when together. They are like dogs and cats. It is very rare for the two of them to get along, often even over small things they quarrel over. They averted their eyes and fell silent. Lyka just turned on Aiden's car stereo. I gasped as Aiden didn't say a word. Thank god, I can finally rest my ears from their nonstop fighting! Instead of arguing, we just listened to music, which I am very thankful for since my ear is about to bleed from the fight between the two of them. "Where are we going?" Lyka asked. This one doesn't really seem to be able to bear not to speak. "We talked about Tagaytay, didn't we?" Aiden answered. He barely even looked at us before turning his attention to driving. His answer was good and correct. Often, what comes out of Aiden's mouth is pure nonsense. "I just wish we don't get stock on the traffic." Lyka asked concern. I nodded. I it is still weekends now. Certainly, there are many visitors to Tagaytay. "That is why we are early, aren't we?" Aiden's only answer. Lyka and I nodded together. We just ignored Aiden's annoying sarcasm towards us. It will only start a fight if we mind Aiden's inborn sarcasm. "Woah!" We shouted together as our favorite song played. The three of us were even more surprised because we didn't expect that Aiden was also a fan of the band that Lyka and I admire. "You know that song?" Laughing, I ask. I am shock, okay? Next up is the old song which is one of the theme songs of our favorite korean drama. "Of course! I am close to my grandma, so I know a lot of old songs." Aiden said laughing. "I even have albums of this song on my cell phone." He added, grinning widely. Lyka and I laughed. We never thought that a man like Aiden would love old songs. Because he is the type of guy who looks like a night owl who only knows disco music. Those are the latest songs with a rough rhythm. "We also love old songs!" Smiling, Lyka said. Aiden just winked at the two of us. We laughed. It looks like he just got a dust stuck on his eyes by the way he wink. It is hilarious seeing him trying to act cool but ended up screwing his reputation. While singing along to the song, I was eating. Lyka bought a lot of food before they picked me up so we really brought a lot of food. We always tease and laugh during the road trip because of Lyka's funny singing. She was squealing and she really is vibing with the song, even though her voice was not in tune. She even made a microphone into the bottle of mineral water that she picked up on the dashboard of Aiden"s car while in her right hand, she was holding the tripod while she videotaped the three of us. "You know what, Lyka? Your talent in singing should be hidden." Aiden said laughing his ass out. I nodded. "That is right! Have mercy on those who will hear your voice. You are ruining the beauty of the song." I said while refraining from laughing out loud. My whole face was red with the suppression of laughter. Instead of being annoyed at what we were saying, Lyka intensified her singing, earning a loud laughter from us. The other car looked at us because of the noise of the three of us. My laughter got louder when Aiden sang along. I don't know if what he does can even be called singing, or laying. "What the hell, A? You have the courage to annoy Lyka with her singing but it looks like you are worse." I said almost choking as I laugh hard because of their awful singing. I could hardly breathe. Both my cheeks ached as well as my stomach with so much laughter. "A hut, even a small one. The vegetation there, is varied." We sang together. I don't know how we ended up singing 'In the hut house.' Indeed, our trip is full of fun.