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: Damage ControlCASSIAN'S POVEvery minute Nina is gone feels deliberate, and I don’t like not knowing what—or who—has her attention.“Earth to Cross.” He snaps his finger close to my face. Too close.I lean back.“What's your final offer?”“Sixteen percent off. And I'm being generous here.” He sips his drink, as if he didn't just spill his seed in that broad’s throat right in front of me.“That's…” unfair. Unacceptable.Focus, Cassian.I can't.“C'mon. Let's get this over with.” He sighs.He fills a glass and holds it out to me, but my gaze is fixed on the empty seat beside me—and the woman who should be in it.“How about we just shake on it, eh?” There's an edge to his voice now.The nerve of this man to be impatient after I sat there watching him face fuck his eager slut.Fuck this.Nina has been gone too long, and I don’t miss things like this. Not when a deal and my sanity are both on the line.I slide off my seat and stalk towards the bathroom, ignoring the voice asking where the hell I'm going
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: Familiar PoisonCASSIAN'S POVI’ve seen fear, desire, and defiance on Nina’s face. But this? This is something else.Her back goes rigid against my palm and I feel her take a step back.Her eyes are wide and fixed on the grinning redhead.“What's going on here?” My client shifts in his seat, a frown evident on his face, and I know we're seconds away from losing this deal.“Nothing at all. Right, Nina?” I pat her back softly.She glances up at me, eyes glazed over. She looks…scared. Terrified, even. Whoever this redhead is, she can't be good news.I know I shouldn't, but I nudge Nina forward. She glares at me, but obeys and slides into the seat opposite my client.I settle down and find myself face to face with the redhead whose glassy eyed gaze is now fixed on me.“Shall we?” I say, voice tight.My client hesitates, but settles.“Quite the catch you got there, Cross.” His smile doesn't meet his eyes. “What's your name, luv?”Nina's shoulders are squared up, eyes fixed on her fingers.“Let's get to th
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: Keeping The CrownNINA'S POVIf hell is real, then I already signed up when I went on my knees and took my stepbrother’s cum in my throat.My body is still trembling, my lips swollen, and I know without fear or shame that I would do it again.My clit had ached with need, but I didn't let him touch me. Not even when his tongue marked my neck and his fingers brushed my nipples.I may have given in to my dark desires, but I didn't sign up to be his slut, no matter how much my body wanted it.I played his game, and I won. No matter how badly my hands had trembled. No matter how sweaty they are now.I didn’t do this for him. I did it to remind myself who still had control.Now we're back to being assistant and boss, and I'm standing before the vanity mirror in a white robe while his eyes follow me like I'm prey.If there's anything I know about Cassian Cross, it's that he's a sore loser. He will get his revenge, and God help me…my clit throbs at the thought.I have to focus, but how can I? I still taste him
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: Under My SkinCASSIAN'S POVKeeping my hands to myself takes more discipline than closing a billion-dollar deal.My thumb brushes her chin, and her gaze drops to my waist. She gasps softly and I feel my cock twitch.That's right, princess. This is what you do to me.I don’t feel bad about wanting her. I feel irritated that I’m still exercising restraint.But this is her call. Her line to cross and never look back. I've laid myself bare. If she turns me down, so be it. I'll have to find other ways to bait her.“Cassian, you're…” her voice trails off as she meets my gaze again.“You feel it too.” my hand drops to my side and I clench my fists, fighting the urge to pin her against the wall and make that pretty mouth say my name over and over.She presses a trembling hand to my chest, and I feel goosebumps break out on my skin.“This is…wrong.” she whispers even as her body draws closer.“I know.” My voice rasps.She nibbles her lower lip slowly, resting both hands on my chest.I'm damn sure she can fe
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: Vegas Taught Me How to SinNINA'S POVI hate him so much!I swore to never let him rule my mind, so why does my body keep replaying his touch like a confession I'm too proud to make?He didn’t touch me, and yet my body feels like it already belongs to him. It always did. Ever since I walked into his home, this fucking desire has swallowed me whole.I should regret how badly I want him, but regret requires shame, and I have none left. Not with the slick wetness soaking through my panties.The air is thick with my longing and his victory and I just sit there, back aching, thighs twitching.I wanted to kick back. To prove that I cannot be controlled, but all I've done is show him just how much I can melt for him. This taken man with danger dancing in his eyes.I press my thighs together and turn my gaze to the streets as the wind billows through my hair.Vegas. The city of lights and casinos and sin. And I'm here with this man who can't seem to get his hands off me.The car pulls to a stop in front of a towering b
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
Chapter: Unfasten Your RestraintsCASSIAN'S POVI should’ve shut it down the second Nina walked in late, breathless and flushed.Instead, I dragged her onto the jet with nothing but that damn body on my mind.Control has never been my weakness. Not until her.The car ride was filled with awkward silence. She won't look at me, but her knee jerked whenever it brushed against mine.Watching Nina squirm under my gaze felt wrong, reckless… and entirely inevitable.Now she's sitting across from me in the jet, legs crossed.God…she looks so hot in those pants. Does she know I love her messy hair? This must be intentional. She just has to make an entrance every damn time.I’ve built empires on discipline, but the moment Nina stood in front of me, eyes wide and defiant, discipline became a suggestion.I may tell myself I’m testing her professionalism, but the truth is I want to see how much pressure she can take.I can tell from the tight set of her jaw that she's pissed. Hurt, even.Her eyes stay locked on the oval window, ha
Last Updated: 2026-01-02
A Deal With Desire
She married her childhood crush for money. Falling for him again wasn’t part of the deal.
When Adele’s mother is diagnosed with ovarian cancer, she’s left with one impossible option: marry the man she once loved in secret—or watch her world fall apart.
Julian Hawthorne, a cold billionaire with everything to lose, offers her a deal: two years of marriage, no strings attached, in exchange for enough money to save her family—and keep his manipulative ex-wife at bay while securing his dream business deal.
To him, it’s just business.
To her, it’s heartbreak waiting to happen.
But fake vows can’t hide real feelings. And when old wounds reopen and boundaries blur, Adele is no longer the quiet girl he used to ignore—she’s the woman who might just destroy his control.
Because in a game of power, secrets, and desire...
The heart never sticks to the rules.
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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
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