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Living With the Boy Who Hated Me

He thinks I’m a dangerous party crasher looking for trouble. I think he’s right. Moving into a breathtakingly luxurious new estate was supposed to be a fresh start for my family—or at least a temporary sanctuary for the next six months. Instead, it’s a chaotic den of wild parties, elite strangers, and secrets. When a late-night hunt for food leads me straight into the massive, high-tech kitchen, I don't just find a midnight snack. I find him. Callum. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, intensely arrogant, and radiates a dangerous, intoxicating aura that completely paralyzes me. He also happens to believe I’ve broken into his house to steal his hidden, highly illegal stash. Before I can even find my voice to deny it, he’s cornering me in the dark, threatening to have his guards throw me out on the streets, and making it thrillingly clear that I am completely out of my depth. My fiercely protective older brother arrives just in time to slam a wedge between us, but the damage is already done. Callum has made his verdict: I’m naive, I’m defenseless, and worst of all... I'm not his type. I’ve always been the quiet, overly trusting sister who stays in the shadows while the world moves past. But as the lines between enemies, strangers, and something much more hazardous begin to blur, I have a terrifying feeling that surviving the next six months under the same roof as Callum is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. Because he is absolute trouble—and I might just be ready to crash his world.

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Chapter: The Boy Waiting Upstairs

Aya's POV The moment the engine cut out, my brothers and I stepped down onto the pristine asphalt, heading straight for the rear of the Civic to handle the cargo. Alastair possessed a naturally athletic, muscular build that the rest of us simply lacked; he was easily the powerhouse of the family, so he naturally took charge of wrestling the heaviest containers out of the trunk. Our entire life for the next two quarters was packed into a single rolling suitcase and a handful of canvas duffel bags fitted with basic over-the-shoulder straps. For most people, a six-month relocation requires a literal moving truck, but our family had long since mastered the art of packing light. As we stood there sorting the straps, a sharply dressed young man approached us. He introduced himself as the estate's valet and politely requested the keys, explaining that he needed to adjust the Honda's positioning so it was aligned perfectly within the designated parking zones. Apparently, Alastair had brough

Last Updated: 2026-07-08

Chapter: Behind Those Iron Gates

Aya's POV"None of you will ever have to pack up a backpack for a new school district ever again. You can build real, lasting connections with people without constantly fearing the day you have to say goodbye. I want you to experience what it feels like to actually have solid ground beneath your feet." At that point, silent tears were actively tracing lines down my face. My chest felt tight and heavy. "I want you to go out, make friends, have fun, and for once in your young lives, stop calculating whether we can afford groceries at the end of the week. Just let your old man handle the heavy lifting for a change, alright?" A single tear escaped his eye and rolled into his stubble. He stood up from the worn cushions of the sofa and expanded his arms wide, a massive, ridiculous grin breaking across his face. "Alright, enough of the heavy stuff. Come give your dad a suffocating good-luck hug." We all let out a collective, theatrical groan at his dramatic delivery, but we didn’t hesita

Last Updated: 2026-07-08

Chapter: The Move That Changed Everything

Aya's POVHow many times have you packed up your entire life and moved across the country in a single year? I’m willing to wager my savings that your track record doesn’t even come close to what my family managed to achieve. Honestly, I used to love the upheaval. For me, changing zip codes wasn’t a chore; it was a shot of adrenaline. Every fresh destination carried the weight of a quiet expectation. It was a blank slate—a brand-new opportunity for things to finally fall into place and for my family to rediscover what genuine happiness felt like. It certainly helped that my entire household was a beautifully chaotic circus. Our caravan consisted of the ultimate cool dad, a classic varsity athlete, a brilliant academic prodigy, a stereotypical cheerleader, and then there was me. I was the wild card, the one still floating around trying to figure out exactly where my pieces belonged on the board. Venturing into unfamiliar territory, whether it was an unknown town or a completely diffe

Last Updated: 2026-07-08

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Living With the Boy Who Hated Me