PUCK ME, STEPBROTHER
Bryson POV
Blackridge University was already a nightmare before I dumped hot coffee all over Julian Hayes.
He's tall, built, with this perfect smirk that makes me want to punch him. Captain of the hockey team and the biggest asshole I've ever met.
He destroyed me in front of everyone. Made sure I knew exactly where I stood.
But then I joined the hockey team to make my mom happy, and suddenly everything changed. I could actually play. And Julian? He started looking at me like he wanted to destroy me in a whole different way.
Now every practice feels like war. Every time we're alone in the locker room, I can barely breathe.
I hate him.
I want him.
And I'm pretty sure he knows it.
Julian's POV
I run Blackridge University. Team captain, golden boy, everyone wants to be me or be with me. Then some transfer kid crashes into me and ruins my shirt.
Bryson Miller.
Smart mouth, cheap clothes, and eyes that look at me like he's not impressed.
I should've crushed him and moved on. But the little shit joined my hockey team and turned out to be good. Really good.
Now I can't get him out of my head. Every practice, every fight we have feels like something else entirely. Something I don't want to think about.
I thought that was complicated enough.
Then I walk into my house tonight and find Bryson unpacking boxes in my living room..
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Chapter: Chapter 123Home sweet homeJulian POVYears have passed since the hospital room where we first held our daughters. The twins are five going to six now. Maya and Sophie. Loud and curious and completely impossible to keep still for more than thirty seconds.Maya is fearless. Climbs everything. Questions everything. Challenges me on rules with logic I can't always argue against.Sophie is quieter but equally stubborn. She loves books and drawing. Gets lost in her own world for hours until something—usually Maya—pulls her back to reality.Bryson struggles with lingering pain on bad days. His leg aches when weather changes. Mornings require careful stretching before he can move normally.But he walks easily now. Runs when the girls demand races. Carries both of them on his shoulders despite my protests that they're getting too big for that.I'm away often for games. The team travels more than I'd like. But I always come back. is Always make it home for bedtime stories and weekend breakfasts.Our apa
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 122Something WholeBryson POVI finished my last day as an intern on a Friday afternoon.Walk out of the building with a box of personal items and a strange mixture of satisfaction and disbelief sitting in my chest.Monday, I return as a full-time staff member. The title feels strange in my mouth when people ask what I do now."I work in business development."The words sound like they belong to someone else. Someone older and more put-together.But apparently, they belong to me now.The work itself isn't drastically different. Same desk. Same computer. Same projects I've been managing for months.What changes is how people treat me. Younger workers look to me for answers now. Ask for my opinion during meetings. Request guidance on presentations and client calls.I mentor quietly. Share what I've learned. Take phone calls with steady hands even when imposter syndrome whispers that I have no idea what I'm doing.At night I tell Julian about my day while icing my leg, still necessary after
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 121Building Something RealJulian POVI officially move into Bryson's apartment with one duffel bag and too many feelings I don't know how to name.The space is small. Nothing like the mansion with its sprawling rooms and cold elegance.But it feels real in ways the mansion never did.That first night I barely slept. I lie on the couch staring at the ceiling, listening to Bryson breathe from the bedroom. Every sound makes me tense, is he in pain? Does he need something? Should I check on him?I'm afraid that if I close my eyes too long, this fragile peace between us might disappear. That I'll wake up and find myself back in the mansion with Richard's ultimatums and Helen's rehearsed affection.Morning comes slowly. I hear Bryson moving in his room and I'm on my feet immediately."You okay?" I ask through the door."Yeah. Just getting up."I help him to the bathroom, then to the couch. Begin learning his morning routine through careful observation.I learn how much pain Bryson hides behin
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 120Moving ForwardBryson POVWeeks pass in a blur of medication schedules and physical therapy appointments.Recovery is slow. Brutally slow. Every small improvement feels earned through gritted teeth and determination I didn't know I still possessed.The pain is constant. Some days it's a dull throb I can almost ignore. Other days it's sharp and immediate, stealing my breath when I move wrong.Therapy exhausts me in ways hockey never did. The exercises seem simple, lifting my leg, bending my knee, putting weight on my foot. But each movement requires focus and effort that leaves me drained.Julian stays with me through all of it."You're doing great," he says one afternoon after a particularly brutal session. "Better than yesterday.""Doesn't feel like it.""Trust me. You are."I hate how much I need him. Hate the vulnerability that comes with depending on someone who broke me before. Yet every time Julian smiles, genuine and warm, or quietly reassures me during a difficult moment, I f
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Chapter: Chapter 119Picking Sides Julian POVBryson is finally discharged from the hospital on a gray afternoon when rain threatens to fall but doesn't.He moves slowly, each step taken with caution and pain. The crutches make him clumsy. His face tightens with discomfort every time his weight shifts wrong.The doctor gives lengthy instructions about rest, medication schedules, and physical therapy appointments. He emphasizes that Bryson needs weeks of proper care and constant supervision to heal correctly."You'll need someone with you," the doctor says firmly. "At least for the first two weeks. No stairs. No standing for long periods. Someone needs to monitor you for complications."Bryson's mother immediately offers. "You can stay with us. We have plenty of space and I can…""No." Bryson's voice is quiet but absolute. "I just want to go home. To my apartment.""But honey, the apartment has stairs, and you'll be alone most of the day when I'm at work.""I'll manage."I step forward before I can think
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 118Cracks and openingsBryson POVI spend the days watching Julian from the hospital bed.He's always present. Always helping. He doesn't push for more than I'm willing to give.The steadiness of it unsettles me more than anything else could. I keep waiting for him to slip back into old patterns. To choose his father's approval over me. To prioritize hockey or reputation or anything else.But he doesn't.Julian adjusts blankets when they shift during the night. Tracks my medication times better than the nurses do. Notices every wince of pain before I ever speak a word. Brings me water before I realize I'm thirsty. Small but constant things. Things that show he's paying attention in ways he never did before.I hate that my chest still reacts to him. Hate that my heart feels safer around him, like he's not the one who broke it. Because I remember, remember being broken.My body doesn't care about any of that. It just knows Julian is here now. Present and steady and refusing to leave.The
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Chapter: Chapter 33Borrowed freedom Jae's pov I released him slowly, pressing one last, soft kiss to the sensitive, reddened head before sitting back on my heels. My jaw ached pleasantly, and my lips felt swollen and used. I wiped the back of my mouth with the back of my hand, looking down at him.He looked completely wrecked. It was a beautiful sight.A sheen of sweat slicked his skin, He was staring up at the ceiling, his throat working as he tried to catch his breath, but slowly, his gaze drifted down to me. The intensity in his eyes was enough to make my breath hitch all over again. "Fuck" he rasped, his voice shot to hell, rough and scratchy. He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and hooked a finger under my chin. "Come here."I crawled back up his body, the friction of skin against skin sending little sparks through my nerve endings. When I was level with him, I collapsed onto his chest, burying my face in the crook of his neck. His arms came around me immediately, wrapping me in a tigh
Last Updated: 2026-07-12
Chapter: Chapter 32Returning the favour I didn't pull them down immediately. I wanted to savor this, just as he had savored me. I leaned down, pressing a kiss to the sharp cut of his hip bone, just above the waistband of his jeans. His skin was hot, radiating a feverish heat that seared my lips."Jae," he ground out, his control visibly fracturing. "Stop teasing."I didn't stop. If anything, the desperation in his voice only egged me on. I wanted to see him lose that legendary cool, to see the hockey captain completely undone by me. I ran my tongue along the sharp V of his hip, dipping just below the waistband of his boxers, teasing the coarse hair that trailed downward."You teased me for what felt like hours," I murmured against his skin, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his lower abs. "I'm just returning the favor, Captain."He groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, exposing the long, vulnerable line of his throat. "Tit for tat," he bit out, his hips jerking upward involuntarily. "But I'
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
Chapter: Chapter 31My TurnJae's pov He was driving me insane, a slow, deliberate torture that was infinitely more maddening than his usual rush. Every brush of his lips against my inner thigh felt like a promise, a tease that kept me balanced on a razor's edge of anticipation."Sebastian," I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair, tugging hard enough to make him groan against my skin. "Please. Don't make me beg."He lifted his head, his eyes dark and predatory in the silver light. A wicked grin curved his lips, but there was a tenderness in his gaze that grounded me. "I like it when you beg, Jae. But tonight... tonight I want to hear you scream."He didn't give me a chance to respond, to brace myself, or to catch the breath that was lodged somewhere in my throat. With a low, rumbling growl, he finally lowered his mouth to where I needed him most, bypassing the teasing torture of the last few minutes and sealing his lips over the head of my dick.The sensation was electric. A blinding white heat exp
Last Updated: 2026-07-09
Chapter: Chapter 30Chapter 29: A trailJae's pov He turned off the burner with a flick of his wrist, then scooped me up from the counter as if I weighed nothing. I buried my face in his neck, inhaling the scent of him, pine, fresh air, and the distinct, musky scent that was purely Sebastian.He carried me into the bedroom, the only light coming from the moon filtering through the large windows and casting silver shadows across the wooden floor. The bed was covered in a thick, knitted blanket, looking impossibly inviting, but Sebastian didn't lie me down immediately.Instead, he stood me next to the bed, his hands lingering on my waist before he stepped back. The silence in the cabin was absolute, no sirens, no traffic, no hum of the city. Just the crackle of the dying fire in the other room and our ragged breathing."Take this off," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine as he tugged gently at the hem of my shirt.I pulled the shirt over my head, letting it drop to the floor. The cool night air brushed a
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Chapter: Chapter 29A Weekend That Felt Like Someone Else's LifeJae's POVI was exhausted.Not the kind of tired that sleep fixes. The kind that sits in your bones. The kind that makes you feel heavy. Like you're dragging yourself through mud every single day.I'd been working nonstop. Bartending. Stripping. Private sessions. School. Hiding. Lying.I was running on empty.Archer noticed."You look like death," he said one night after a session. His voice was flat. Unimpressed. "You're useless like this."I didn't argue. I didn't have the energy."Take the weekend off," he said. "I need you fresh for next week."I blinked. "What?""You heard me." He waved a hand. "Go. Sleep. Eat something. I can't have you collapsing during a session. Bad for business."I stood there, stunned. Was he giving me time off? Just like that?"I don't understand," I said."You don't have to understand. Just do it." He turned away. "Be back Monday. Fresh. Ready."I walked out of his office in a daze.I told Sebastian that night.
Last Updated: 2026-07-07
Chapter: Chapter 28A spyVal's POVThe cafeteria was loud. Students everywhere. Laughter. Chatter. The sound of trays clattering.I hated it.But I needed to be here.I spotted her in the corner. Sophie. She was sitting alone, staring at her phone, picking at a sandwich she wasn't even eating. She looked rough. Her hair was flat. Her eyes were tired. Her clothes looked cheap.Jason had dumped her.Everyone knew. It wasn't a secret.I walked over and sat down across from her.She looked up. Confused. "Do I know you?""You know who I am." I smiled. "Everyone knows who I am."Sophie's eyes widened. "Wait. You're Valentina. The Valentina. Your father is–""Wealthy. Yes. We've established that."She stared at me. "Why are you sitting here? Why would you want to talk to me?""I want to talk to you about Jae."She blinked. "Jae?""Your ex-boyfriend. The one you cheated on with Jason." I shrugged. "The one who was so broke he couldn't buy you a proper gift and the one whose picture you made go viral. Remember h
Last Updated: 2026-07-06
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