My Stepbrother Wants Me-Chapter 94: Walking In On Him Naked

Catherine’s POV

We had barely walked past the edge of the property, heading toward the main gate to inquire about Kiera, when my phone vibrated in my hand. A notification popped up.

I looked at it and immediately I saw Kiera’s name, I stopped dead in my tracks. My whole muscle releases as relief washed over me.

"Wait! It’s Kiera!" I exclaimed, grabbing Gabriel’s sleeve without thinking. I immediately started fumbling with the lock screen. "Speak of the devil, she finally texted me back."

Gabriel paused, looking at me with a clear curiosity, as he waited while I quickly opened the message.

Kiera’s text was a string of rushed apologies and explanations. She apologized for not reaching out sooner, explaining that an urgent family emergency had come up. Because of it, she hadn’t been in the neighborhood and had barely had her phone with her, completely missing my messages. She promised she would be back tonight and might stop by my house later today or tomorrow.

I quickly read the message, and my tension dissolved. My alibi and the source of the plan to neutralize Lucy was safe, she didn’t vanish. No amount of words could express how happy I felt at that moment.

I slowly raised my head. Gabriel had leaned in slightly to read the message over my shoulder, his expression going from concerned to amused.

"Well," he said with a faint smile playing on his lips, "I guess we have nothing to worry about anymore. Our new friend is safe and ready to plot with us."

He said it in such a dry, relieved tone, mimicking the sudden, dramatic shift in my mood, that I let out a genuine, low laugh. The panic about her being missing evaporated.

"I guess not," I agreed, putting the phone away. "False alarm. She’s just a terrible friend."

"Did you miss the part where she mentioned an urgent family emergency?" Gabriel asked, giving me the judgemental look.

"Stop," I said between laughs. "I didn’t mean what I said. Kiera is a good friend. She’s in fact, the very best."

There was no need to contact the security guards anymore, so we turned and began the slow walk back to the house. The thought of seeing that moron kinda pissed me off but I wasn’t going to let it drain me. The focus now was to convince him that he was a blind bat and has been trusting that D.U.B, blindly.

"Alright then. I’m going to my room, I need to have a long nap," Gabriel slurred the minute we returned to the house.

"Same here," I replied. "Don’t stress your hand too much and if you need me, just ring my line," I added. He nodded and went our separate ways.

—-

Back in my room, the image of everything that happened couldn’t leave my mind. I kept on wondering if Sasha could kill me if she had the chance to.

Gosh! I couldn’t wait to tell Kiera all that happened while she was gone. I shook my head in exhaustion and changed out of the clothes Sasha had almost ruined and settled onto my bed, picking up my phone to play a completely random, mindless game, letting the simplicity wash over me.

I was only a few levels deep into the game when my phone vibrated again with a text notification. It was from an unknown number.

Well, the minute I saw the body of the message and instantly knew it was from only one fool; Collins. I thought I was done with this idiot but apparently, I’m not. He wasn’t going to ever leave me alone.

Long time, baby. Have you forgiven me yet?

I didn’t reply and he sent another stupid message.

Baby? Don’t ignore me. Tell me what you want. A bouquet of flowers, a date, a car?

Gosh! Why was he behaving like an obsessed maniac! We didn’t even date for that long, for him to suddenly act like we were so deep and attached.

I sighed, annoyed. I continued to ignore his couple of flirtatious texts. That didn’t make him stop, instead he started spamming more and more. I decided to start deleting them without opening them. I didn’t want to encourage him.

But then, another message came through, this one was different. It was a one-time view video.

That piqued my curiosity. Why a one-time view? Was he trying to send me something incriminating? My mind told me not to check it out but my curiosity won.

Against my better judgment, I tapped it open and the video started instantly. It was low-quality, which looked like it was shot in poor lighting. What I saw made my stomach turn over in shocked disbelief.

It was Collins, alright and he wasn’t alone. He was aggressively, brutally slamming in and out of Sasha’s pussy from behind.

Wait! Is this an old video or a new one? Did that crazy bitch try to kill me, then run to Collins to get laid?

My eyes moved back to the video, it was graphic, showing Sasha’s face, contorted in pleasure, and Collins’s aggressive movements.

Then, the camera shifted slightly, focusing on Collins’s face as he leaned in and spoke directly to the lens, his voice was smug and ugly.

"Is this not what you enjoy, you sneaky whore?" he sneered, looking straight at the camera, addressing me. "Why not come and get it from me? Julian will never be able to make you feel this good. He never satisfied Sasha in bed, and that’s the reason she always comes to me."

The video ended instantly. What the fuck! Sasha knew he was making this video and she still let him send it to me? What the hell were these people on?

I sat there, my phone still clutched in my hand, my mind reeling. I didn’t know what to do but I wasn’t ready to click out of the video because the minute I did, the one-time view function would do its job, by erasing the evidence.

I felt so irritated by the sheer hypocrisy of Sasha. She had been clinging to Julian, claiming him, trying to terrorize me on his behalf, all while sleeping with Collins, that known creep and total pig. The video wasn’t just revenge porn; it was an explanation, a cruel piece that I could use to blackmail them, and a revelation all rolled into one.

Julian had to see this. He had to know how insane the woman he dated really is, the kind of person Lucy was allied with. This was the ammunition I needed to make him hate Sasha more and maybe, by extension, end his relationship with Lucy.

Without thinking twice, I jumped off the bed and hurried out of my room, marching down the hall to Julian’s room.

I didn’t knock. I just turned the handle and pushed the door open, ready to shove my phone into his face.

"Julian, you have to see this right n—"

I stopped mid-sentence. Julian was standing in the middle of his room. He had just stepped out of the bathroom, clearly having taken a shower after his stressful morning. He was just in a towel, tied low around his waist.

The sound of his door bursting open startled him. He spun around abruptly, quickly looking toward the source of the noise. The sudden, fast movement was too much for the towel, that it slipped, untying itself, and falling to the floor in a soft heap.

Julian was left completely naked.

Swallowing an in-existent lump down my throat, I slammed my eyes shut instantly, my cheeks flushing crimson, my heart leaping into my throat.

"Fuck! Sorry! I’m so sorry!" I muttered, pivoting quickly and biting my lower lip hard.

Shit! What the fuck did I just get myself into?

Julian chuckled, in a rich and amused sound. I heard his soft footsteps moving toward me, in slow and confident strides.

"Why are you closing your eyes, Wildcat?" he whispered, his voice dangerously low, and close to my ear. "No need for that. You’ve seen and touched it before, haven’t you?"

I froze, feeling his heat radiating off him. My breath hitched in my throat as I felt something hard, his dick to be precise; distinctly masculine and firm, poke into my rear end.

My eyes snapped open, and I pushed against the door, trying to maintain distance. "Julian! What are you doing?" I demanded, with a tight voice, trying to sound offended instead of flustered.

I took a deep breath, trying to regain control. I forced my voice to become rigid, stripping it of any emotion that wasn’t serious and urgent.

"Please put your towel back on, I came to your room for something important," I stated, keeping my back to him, refusing to turn around. Before he could continue his flirty, inappropriate talk, I raised my phone in the air toward his general direction, making sure the screen was visible.

"Collins just sent me a video of him fucking your crazy ex."