My Stepbrother's Lust
“Fuck…please…”
He risks a nibble, sending shockwaves to my core. My back arches off the wall with a sharp moan.
His hand slides between my legs, cupping my soaking panties.
“Look how wet you are,” he whispers, “...shaking, and I haven’t even fucked you yet.”
He strokes my clit gently first, then harder. My toes curl, hair spilling into my sweaty face.
He’s breaking me, ruining me with just his tongue and fingers. I can’t speak. I can’t think. I just tremble in his arms.
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The night I caught my fiancé cheating, something in me broke.
I cried.
I screamed.
I drove — into the rain, into nowhere, into him.
Cassian Cross.
A stranger with gray eyes, a sinful mouth, and hands that made me forget my name.
One night was all it took. One reckless mistake to burn away my heartbreak.
Until he showed up at my mom’s wedding…
As my new stepbrother.
Now, Cassian won’t stop.
He corners me in hallways, whispers filth at the altar, and looks at me like he still owns my body.
But there’s one thing he didn’t tell me—
He already belongs to someone else.
A fiancée bound to him by a contract… and a secret that could destroy us both.
He’s dangerous.
He’s forbidden.
He’s promised to another.
And God help me, I still can’t stop wanting him.
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Chapter: No Contact, No ClosureNINA'S POV I did not cry when I left him.I swallowed it all down—every piece of him I wanted to keep— until the jet lifted, and the ground fell away, and it felt like my heart stayed behind with him, still kneeling in that room, still breaking where I couldn’t reach it anymore.God…what was I doing? I tell myself that I didn't ask for too much, but the gnawing on my chest says I should have waited a little…loved him a little harder. Instead I chose this, and for good fucking reason. I sit by the oval window, holding my breath so I don't breathe him in. He's not here, but his presence lingers—in the seats, in the air, on my tongue…Focus, Nina. You just quit your fucking job.I rake a hand through my hair, hating that it reminds me of him, that I ache for his warm breath in my roots.Oh god…I actually quit my job. My mom will kill me. The one good thing I had going for me, and I went and ruined it.What would I tell her? That I quit because I fell for her step son? How stupid, ho
Last Updated: 2026-04-28
Chapter: Destruction Tastes Like YouCASSIAN'S POV I should’ve known better than to believe I could hold myself together around her.Nina doesn’t just ask for control—she quietly dismantles it, breath by breath, until there’s nothing left but the sound of me trying not to fall apart.She says it's the last time, but her lips claim mine like this should be forever…like I can freeze this moment in time and die all over again in her vanilla scent.Her lips are burning memories into me, tongue sliding past my lips and grazing my tongue in a slow motion that makes my toes curl. I want to let go, to step away and tell her how bad this is, how much this will destroy us both—but destruction seems fair, and if this is the most damnable sin, then I will burn at her altar until she frees me from her hell.My fingers leave her throat, raking into her silky soft hair, holding it up in a bun and letting it down again. She moans into my mouth, nails dragging up my chest, branding everywhere she touches. “God, Nina…” my voice tremble
Last Updated: 2026-04-25
Chapter: This is How We BurnNINA'S POVJust one kiss.That's what I told myself when I looked at him. I didn't think about how hard his body would be...how hot.Now my fingers are raking through his hair, and I can taste his salty tears. My body releases a sigh, and his tongue probes mine, drawing a gasp from my lips.He tastes like whiskey and the sweet promise of sin, but that was what got me in this position in the first place. I should stop, what am I doing?My lungs are screaming for oxygen, and when he finally pulls away, I'm half drunk, half pieced back together.His chest heaves against mine, and I get the time to breathe, to think.“Nina,” his voice rasps, and I feel my knees buckle, “we should stop…” “Yes…” my breath stutters, but my body disobeys, and his fingers dig into my waist, wrenching a moan from my throat.“Oh…”“I'm sorry.” He stops, leaning against me for a moment, breath catching in his throat as he pulls away.My hands drop to my sides and I watch him take three steps back, fists clenche
Last Updated: 2026-04-23
Chapter: When Morning ComesCASSIAN'S POV The fire has long since died to embers, but I stay exactly where she left me—bleeding, burning, and finally forced to feel everything I’d spent a lifetime running from.How can I look the woman I love in the eye and tell her that I married someone else to save my father's head? How can I explain to my Nina that I was born to serve, that I have never chosen a thing in my life…until her.I tried…I tried to love her in secret, to not stare too long during board meetings, or twist my fingers in her hair everyday and tell her how breathtaking she is…how enchanting, even in her tears…The couch offers no comfort, and the numbness in my feet carries memories of her warm hands cupping them, cleaning my wounds even after…God…I've been a fucking coward, a blind man who only gained his sight a moment before dropping off a cliff.Her vanilla scent hung in the air, twisting a knife in my already gaping chest. My fingers tightened around the wineglass, but it doesn't ease this ach
Last Updated: 2026-04-17
Chapter: Not Your ForeverNINA'S POV Cassian's words don’t just land—they detonate, ripping through my chest so violently that for a second, I forget how to breathe, and then the rage comes, hot and blinding, clawing its way up my throat like I might choke on everything I didn’t say.“Oh my god…do you fucking hear yourself? DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF??” My lips are moving, but the voice is not mine. Cassian's face goes white as sheets, and he takes a step back, but I take a step forward, face tilted to his.“Nina —”“You want to love me for a WEEK? Go on, Cassian, say it again. Say it again, you…bastard!” I whirl around and storm out into the hallway. I hear his feet padding behind me, and I want to break into a run, to hide in my room and rip my sheets to shreds.Instead, I stop short, turning to watch him slow.“Can you stop? Can you just…stop following me?” “It's not that simple, damnit!” His voice shakes, and he pauses for a breath. “I'm trying! Can't you see how tied my hands are?!”“As a matter of fact, no.
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
Chapter: Love Me Like a MonsterNINA'S POV The ceiling above me doesn’t belong to me, and neither does the hand pressed tight against my chest like it’s trying to hold me together.Good morning, Nina. Rise and fucking shine. Last night was a shit show, but it will not ruin the day we have planned. Who am I kidding? I don't want to get out of bed, to face him and his…stupidly handsome face. I don't want to hear him say my name, or feel him reach for me.I should have thought of that before applying for this job. My eyes flutter shut with a groan, but I pray them open and remind myself that there are other things to be excited about, like being in Scotland.The blinds are still drawn on my windows, but sunlight streams in from the slits, casting a zigzag glow through my room.I turn to look at the bedside alarm, sighing when I see that I still have time. A whole hour. What should I do? The sheets ruffle as I sit up in bed and reach for my laptop on the polished bedside table. My throat itches for some coffee, but
Last Updated: 2026-04-13
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: Deadlier Than Desire CELESTE'S POV The cell is cold. Not just physically, but spiritually, too. I sit on the hard bench, arms crossed over my chest, trying to keep myself from unraveling.Outside, my lawyer is working on bail, but inside? Inside is survival.Julian sure pulled a fast one on me. And Alex is MIA, making me the fall guy. Classic.I have to find a way out of this. Julian can't keep me locked up here forever. I'm the mother of his son. He won't do that to me.The putrid smell of urine and sweaty armpits gags me. I shift uncomfortably, aware of the beady pair of eyes on my back. Movement. Footsteps. I steel myself as the huge woman lowers herself in front of me. My eyes meet hers.She smiles with all her brown teeth.“Hi honey. You don't look like you belong here.” Yeah, no shit.I say nothing, wishing she'll just go away.She stays. “What's your name, cupcake?”I don't respond. That pisses her off.“You think you're better than me, with your fancy clothes?” Of course I'm better than her
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY SIX: The Breaking Point Julian adjusts the cuff of his shirt, uneasy.He stands at the head of the conference table, Adele by his side in a crimson suit and pants. Julian's voice rings out, calm and commanding. "Our quarterly projections show a potential increase in stakeholder trust, provided we maintain our momentum in Southeast Asia. The Madrid deal is still being reviewed—"At the end of the table, Alex’s phone buzzes.At first, he ignores it. Then it buzzes again. And again. Julian nods and waves him off.Alex smiles and unlocks it. He frowns, glances at the screen, then goes still.His fingers begin to move swiftly. A second later, he looks up. His face is pale."Check Tiff’s blog," he says quietly. Loud enough for those around the table to hear.A ripple passes through the room.Phones light up. Screens open. Jaws drop.Julian's brow furrows. He glances at Alex, then slowly picks up his own phone.Silence settles like a fog.Then come the murmurs. Staggered gasps. A chair scrapes against the marble
Last Updated: 2025-08-04
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE: The Summons and the Snare.Celeste's house looks just as vain as she is. Beautiful , but haunting.Julian walks the pathway and rings the doorbell. Silence echoes through the walls.He rings again. Deja vu crawls up his spine. Celeste had rented this place right after their legal separation. The last time he rang this doorbell, she threatened to file a restraining order. He only wanted to talk to her…find out why she betrayed him.She didn't just break their marriage. She broke him. Left him empty and gasping for air.Nothing has changed around here but him. He's not here to beg.He rings the doorbell again. Hears the frantic click of heels on the marble floor. The front door swings open—Their eyes meet. She gasps. Doubles back. Julian doesn't move. She recovers quickly and blinks at him.“You could have called or something. But I suppose you like drama.” A pause. Silence hangs between them. “Wanna come in?” She mimics a sultry voice, stepping aside. He stares at her, gritting his teeth. She’s all dressed
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR: Whiskey, War Plans, and a Kiss.ADELE'S POV Fox wants me to model for him.I stare at the text and chew my lips. We've been texting back and forth for days. He runs a modeling agency and clothing brand. I'm gonna be a star! That is, if I agree.I don't know…I lock my screen. Roll over on my side and stare at the ceiling.Ever since mom died, the future has been bleak. I just soldier through the days and avoid Julian.Julian.I try not to think about him—what we could have been, but it's hard.I keep a straight face when I see him, but my arms ache to wrap around his solid form.I still love him. But why? He's not given me reasons to. At least not lately.He killed Shirley. I didn't get the chance to talk to her. Find out why she killed my mother. That wasn't his call. And digging up my files? He crossed a line. I still remember the judgement in his eyes…He saw a monster in me. I couldn't defend myself. I hate him for making me feel that. My nightmares are more vivid now. I always find myself in a burning roo
Last Updated: 2025-07-30
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY THREE: The Hawthorne ScamCeleste sat rigid at the table.Sweat poured down her forehead. Alex towered over her. “...You had one job. Keep an eye on Julian. Be our ears. But you just had to screw it up. You and your sick need for attention.” He spat.Celeste tuned him out. She had bigger things to worry about.Julian was coming for blood. Leo's future hung in the balance. Soon, Alex and the others won't need her anymore. She was an appendage. A loose end. It's only a matter of time before they spill her secret.Celeste chewed her lip. Alex paced the room, gesticulating wildly. Her mind raced. She needed to do something. To prove her worth. She heard footsteps. The distinct slap of cane against marble.The double doors swung open. Cologne—sharp, commanding, pierced the air.The man stepped in. Salt and pepper hair, dark brooding eyes. He took deliberate steps towards them. His eyes fixed on Celeste.She held her breath. Shut her eyes. Swallowed a tight knot in her throat.Alex shoved his hands in his p
Last Updated: 2025-07-28
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: Dead Women Don't SpeakADELE'S POV“My nightmares are back”I sit cross-legged on the plush sofa. My therapist nods softly and scribbles on a pad. “And how long has this been going on?” Where do I start?After the thing with Julian, my life fell apart. Celeste was gone, but that was the least of my problems. She can have Julian if she wants.It's nurse Shirley I want. My white whale. Despite my best efforts, she eludes me. It's like she disappeared.If I don't find her, my mother won't rest. I should ask Julian about this. I don't. So I dream instead.I see her—My mother. In the hospital room. In my dreams.I'm kissing her goodbye. As I turn to leave, Shirley enters. I try to save her…every time. But the door always clicks shut behind me.I always wake up tangled in the sheets, sweating. Ronnie advised me to get help. And that's what I'm doing.Therapy is horrible, by the way. What do you mean I should bare my dirty secrets and hold them up to the light? But it keeps me talking, and boy, do I have th
Last Updated: 2025-07-27
After Rebirth, I Married My Ex-husband's Enemy
Calista Winslow died at the hands of the two people she trusted most—her husband, and her twin sister.
But death wasn’t the end.
She wakes up four years in the past, with every betrayal carved into her memory and one burning goal in her heart—
Revenge.
This time, she won’t be the obedient wife or the forgotten daughter. This time, she’ll be the one who destroys everything.
Her first move?
Divorcing her husband before he can destroy her, and turning to the one man powerful enough to stand against him.
Atlas Kane.
Dangerous, calculated, and unforgiving, Calista knew he was never meant to be more than a weapon.
But some things don’t stay buried—not the past… and not the feelings she thought were long gone.
Because just like fate can give a second chance at life, maybe, just maybe, love can burn from its embers too.
And while Calista is certain of the betrayal that killed her, there is one truth she cannot fully remember— the night her father died.
The past her family blames her for. A memory that refuses to stay whole.
But the closer she gets to revenge, the clearer it becomes— some truths were never meant to stay hidden.
And in this lifetime, losing her heart might be just as dangerous as losing her life.
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Chapter: A Devil's Bargain**ATLAS**For nine years I had rehearsed what I would say to her, down to the pauses and the tone…but now that she was standing there, I found myself doing something I had not planned for once—staying silent to keep control of my own voice.“Welcome home, Atlas.” Her voice chilled my spine, “I have been expecting you.” She looked at me so casually now, like we had been family all along, and I just came back from a hike in the mountains.“Felicia,” my jaw bunched, “you look well.” “Yes, I do.” She said, examining my body with a tick in her lips.My fingers curled once at my side before I forced them still again. She used to say she could tell what I was thinking by that alone.Her eyes flicked to Ledger, and I felt him stiffen beside me. “What did you tell him?” Her voice hissed, like I was not standing right there.“That you can help us. Those were your words.” His voice urged, and I glanced sideways at him, heat flaring inside me.“It seems my son has something to say.” “I'm not
Last Updated: 2026-04-27
Chapter: Memory is a Crime Scene**MERRICK**I’ve had worse nights than this—none of them ended with me on the ground while another man drove away with what is mine.He got lucky. That was the only explanation I was willing to accept for why I was the one on my knees.My body jerked off the ground, and I swore under my breath as pressure built in my chest. The bastard broke my fucking rib, and for what? Calista?I coughed up a laugh and spat out crimson, wiping my jaw on my brow. A dull ringing lingered in my ears, eyes fixed on the mangled rear of the car I borrowed. The reasons for my death were piling up—and I needed to start cutting them down, no thanks to Atlas and his desperate need to save my own wife from me.…If only my body would move. I was just rear ended and flung five feet across the curb, but that would be nothing compared to what they would do to me when they heard of my failure. My heart formed an uneven beat and I clutched my wounded hand to my chest. Hot metallic air crawled up my nostrils, heavi
Last Updated: 2026-04-27
Chapter: The Devil's Threshold**ATLAS**I could not see a damn thing from the back of the ambulance, but my body already knew we were close, and it was choking the air out of me.Calista's hand had grown moist in mine, and I held fast a cotton gauze to my nose with my free hand, counting down the seconds until the van pulled to a stop.I lost count. The doctor kept his eyes on Calista, but they flickered to me occasionally—wary and knowing at the same time.They must all be thinking that I was some unstable prodigal son back to grovel for mercy at my mother's feet, but I was sitting here thinking of a million alternatives to hinder us meeting. I could ask them to turn this van around and take Calista to a real hospital, but what would happen when The Martyrs struck again? If Ledger was no longer to be trusted, I would have to stand for myself and Calista. I could fight, but I would crumble. So I stayed. Finally, mercifully, the van cruised to a halt and the engine cut off. I exhaled into the brief silence, tas
Last Updated: 2026-04-26
Chapter: Before She Breaks Me Again**ATLAS**He was not wrong, and if Ledger had told me where we were going, I would have found another way—even if it killed me.But Ledger was a smart man, so he kept his mouth shut until we were on his jet, until Calista was strapped to a stretcher, and all I could do was sit there and watch the gentle rise and fall of her chest.For the first time in my life, I did not know what to do. Ledger sat quiet across from me, green eyes glued to his hands, vein ticking in his temple.I suppose I should be grateful for his help, for putting together the best trauma team for Calista's pain. By the time we got to the tarmac, she had vomited twice, and her breathing sounded eerily like a death rattle. I had watched with my fists clenched as they lifted her onto the stretcher. Her guttural scream was ingrained in my brain like a virus, and I wanted more than nothing to hold her hand, but Ledger promised that she would be fine…and he would keep that promise.Until we were thirty thousand feet
Last Updated: 2026-04-26
Chapter: The Things I Do For You**ATLAS**Move.We burst into the hallway with Ledger leading the way, and my heart ten beats ahead.My knuckles were white from gripping the wheelchair handle, and Calista was seconds away from throwing up again.She had insisted on walking, and only when the bile retched up her throat did she finally accept the wheelchair.“This way,” Ledger tilted his head towards the elevator at the end of the hall and I felt the hairs on my neck stand on end, but I followed, wheeling Calista with me.The hallway was quiet—so quiet that I could hear the soft creak of the wheelchair rolling across the floor. Something was not right.“Wait…” my voice whispered, and Ledger slowed, shoulders hunched like he could feel it too.“Atlas…” Calista's voice wavered. I placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently, feeling her relax.The silence remained eerie, like the ones you heard in the jungle when you were about to be prey, and I was not sticking around to find out.On my signal we moved forward aga
Last Updated: 2026-04-25
Chapter: A Pound of Flesh**MERRICK**Power was a fragile thing. You only realized that when you’re forced to kneel in front of someone who had more of it than you—and tonight, power was not me. There were only two kinds of men in my world—the ones who give orders, and the ones who bleed for disobeying them.You could already guess the man that I was tonight.Drip, drip, drip…A broken pipe leaked in the distance, and each breath I took was laced with the tinge of rusted iron.My knees were frozen against the hard , wet floor, but I dared not move, dared not look up at the men circling me in the darkness. Something close to fear shot up my spine, but I bit down on my lips and stayed silent. My palms were splayed out on the floor, goosebumps spreading on my skin when a cockroach crawled over it.My back ached for relief, and a headache built up in my temples, but I stayed put.I tried to remember how we got here, but I was put to sleep the moment I got in the car, leaving my consciousness for the moment I wa
Last Updated: 2026-04-24
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