Chapter: CHAPTER FOURTY-THREEDefensive MeasuresDANIEL’S POVFuck.I shouldn’t have snapped at her in front of him. Shouldn’t have let her see how much it twisted my gut to watch her drape herself over Neo like she still had every right.But the second her fingers curled around his arm, something in me cracked open again. Same way it cracked the day I let him corner me—only this time I’m the one who’s supposed to have control.Annabel Johnson is a problem. Always has been.I ran the check on her months ago and I still check it every few weeks like it might suddenly tell me something new. Something that would make Neo look at her the way he used to look at me for half a second before he walked out that day and never brought it up again.She was not here for him. She was here for what he represented, the money, the fame. And I hated that I was not allowed to say that out loud, not that he’d listen anyway.I pushed open the door to my room and stopped dead, my mind racing. I could still see the way he looked last n
Last Updated: 2026-02-09
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY TWOI say Crawl, He CrawlsNEO“Babeee,” Anne kept knocking, the sound getting under my skin. I took a deep breath, then with a soft click, I opened the door. Anne immediately wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug that felt suffocating. I could feel eyes boring into the back of my head.“I missed you so much,” she said, attempting to kiss me, but I turned away, giving her my cheek instead.“You didn’t bother to call me.” She moved inside, eyes scanning the room before landing on Daniel, who was leaning against the wall with the perfect poker face.How did he do that? One minute he was expressive, the next completely unreadable.Anne’s eyebrows narrowed as she looked from me to him. “Hi, Daniel,” she waved, and he spared her only a quick glance and a tight nod.“I didn’t expect to see you here.” She placed her handbag on the couch like she belonged in the room. I internally rolled my eyes.“Daniel is staying here for a few weeks—security issues. Someone broke into the house,” I
Last Updated: 2026-01-26
Chapter: CHAPTER FOURTY ONEClose Enough to TouchNEOBy the time the sun went down, I stood under the showerhead long after the hot water ran out, letting the cold needles bite my skin until I couldn’t feel anything else. Anything but the photo that still burned behind my eyes—me asleep, throat exposed, someone standing over me close enough to touch.He’d been in my home. In my space. Watching me like I was already his.I turned the water off finally, shivering, and grabbed a towel. Wrapped it tight around my waist like armor that wouldn’t do a damn thing.The door was still cracked exactly four inches. Daniel’s rule. I could see a sliver of the sitting area from here—the edge of the couch where he’d dropped his duffel, the low lamplight catching on the holstered gun he’d left on the table.He was out there. Six feet away. Listening.I dried off slowly, every movement feeling too loud. The rustle of the towel. The slap of my feet on the tile. I pulled on boxers and an old tour tee that hung loose on my shoulder
Last Updated: 2026-01-14
Chapter: CHAPTER FOURTYMoving InDANIELThe photo trembled in my hand, and I had to force my fingers still.Seven minutes. That’s all it had taken. I’d stepped onto the balcony to take Justin’s call about the partial plate, told Neo I’d be right back, and left him asleep on the couch. Seven goddamn minutes, and Derek Harlan had been inside the room. Close enough to count the freckles on Neo’s throat if he’d wanted to.I stared at the image until the edges burned into my retinas—Neo’s head tilted back, lips slightly parted, one arm dangling like he didn’t have a care in the world. Peaceful. Vulnerable. Mine to protect.I’d failed.The rage came hot and sudden, a red haze behind my eyes. My nostrils flared. I wanted to put my fist through the wall. Instead, I folded the photo once, twice, creasing it right across Derek’s handwritten note, and shoved it into my pocket like evidence I couldn’t bear to look at anymore.I left my room without a sound and started sweeping the penthouse.Every lock. Every window.
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY NINEThe EnvelopeDANIELI got back to the penthouse around four in the morning. Everything was dark and quiet. I checked the locks, the windows, the feeds. Habit. Then I stopped outside Neo’s door. It was open just a crack. I could hear him breathing, deep and steady. Safe. I stood there longer than I should have, then made myself walk away.I didn’t sleep much. Maybe two hours on the couch.When the light started coming through the windows, I got up and headed to the kitchen. The refrigerator was always stocked, so I pulled out eggs, bacon, and some vegetables. I tied on an apron, black, plain, nothing special, and started cooking. The sizzle of bacon filled the quiet. It felt normal. I needed that after last night.Neo came in around eight. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes, hair sticking up in every direction, wearing loose gray sweats and a faded band tee that hung off one shoulder. He stopped in the doorway when he saw me.“Morning,” I said, keeping my voice even.He blinked. “You’r
Last Updated: 2026-01-01
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHTBleeding LinesDANIELThe silence after the nickname stretched too long.Neo’s fingers tightened around the stem of the glass, knuckles going pale for half a second. I noticed everything about him when we were alone like this how his breathing changed, how the muscle in his jaw flexed when he was trying not to react.I’d spent months training myself not to catalog those details and failed spectacularly.He lifted the glass again, slower this time, and took a sip without breaking eye contact. A challenge. Or an invitation. With him, the line was razor-thin and I was bleeding on both sides of it.The memory of my hand on his knee in the car flashed hot behind my eyes, how easily he’d calmed under the touch, how wrong it had felt, and how right at the same time.I shifted my weight, folding my arms tighter across my chest like armor.Distance. Professionalism. Control.All of it was crumbling in real time while he stood three feet away, waiting for me to say something else stupid.The ai
Last Updated: 2025-12-27
Ruin Me: My Stepbrother, My Professor
“That’s it, little sister,” he rasped against my ear, voice low and dangerous. “Soak your stepbrother’s fingers like the dirty, naughty girl you are.”
Two thick fingers plunged deep into my dripping core without warning, stretching me, claiming me, pumping hard and fast. I whimpered, biting down on his shoulder to stifle the moan that threatened to betray us.
“Be a good girl and stay silent…” he rumbled low in my ear, “or everyone in this library will know exactly how desperate you are to be fucked by me.”
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One reckless, drunken night. One masked stranger who set her body on fire with sin and secrets. No names. Just raw heat, tangled limbs, and forbidden pleasure.
The next morning, still throbbing from the memory, Miyara walks into class only to freeze. The man commanding the lecture hall is no stranger. He’s Caden Cross, her stepbrother.
The one who vanished six years ago, leaving her with a childhood crush she never quite buried. Her one-night stand.
Now he’s back. Older. Darker. Her professor.
The stepbrother she once ached for has returned with one purpose: to take her, ruin her, and break her completely, until she’s nothing but his.
As buried secrets surface and outsiders conspire to tear them apart, Miyara must decide: fight the pull of the forbidden… or surrender to the man who’s always owned her heart and now wants every filthy, shattered piece of her.
Will they burn together in the ashes of their taboo desire, consequences be damned? Or will the world force them apart before she can beg for more?
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Warning: This story contains explicit sex scenes, stalking, non-con/dub-con acts, coercion and manipulation. Kindly proceed with caution
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Chapter: One Trouble To The OtherMIYARA’S POV“You don’t get to talk to me like that”, I said, mustering up all the courage in me. His eyes held mine, unblinking, like he was staring right into my soul.A low chuckle escaped his lips. He stepped back, and I used that opportunity to bolt to the door, my hands trembling. “By the way, I’d be your project advisor for your final project.”The words landed like a punch in my gut. He intentionally did that. I could tell from how his lips pulled up. He was enjoying this. I needed to get out of here before I puked. Before I could turn the knob, his voice drifted to my ear.“Pathetic. Running away like you always do”I didn't wait to hear more. I tore open the door and ran past empty lecture halls and a few other students still loitering around. My eyes watered, but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. The air whipped my hair as I rushed towards the parking lot. My chest felt tight and my legs hurt from running. A blonde girl stared at me as I dashed past her, prob
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: He KnewMIYARA’S POV“You okay? Isa leaned in, keeping her voice low. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as sweat tickled down my back. “You look pale”Concern laced her voice. How could I tell her the man standing in front of the class was the one I hooked up with yesterday and my stepbrother? I had a bad memory but those eyes… they were etched in my memory. I was right all along when I felt there was something familiar about him. “I’m fine”, I tore my gaze from him and took in a deep breath to calm myself. Isa’s eyes narrowed.“You sure”“Yeah.” I lied.I was anything but fine right now. The hickey he left above my nipple still hurt. My cheeks heated up as a reminder of last night. I could still feel his eyes on me, making it difficult to focus. I clenched my thighs, in an attempt to ease the ache blooming there.The marker scratched across the whiteboard.Professor Caden CrossMy lungs forgot how to work.Cross.Still Cross.Not Anderson. Of course, he’d never take Dad’s name. After what
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
Chapter: Walk Of ShameMIYARA’S POVWhere the hell are you?Were you kidnapped? I'm sorry I left you alone last night. *crying emoji*I scrolled through Isa’s messages from last night and this morning. How was I going to tell her what happened?Groaning inwardly, I was about to shove the phone back into my handbag when another notification popped up.Finn: Don’t tell anyone about what you saw. You need the engagement more than I do. Don’t be stupid.I clenched the phone so hard my palms hurt. The wind outside did nothing to help, blowing red curls in my face.The driver of the Uber sped up, turning into corners I wasn’t familiar with. I reread the text for a second time, my chest burning with anger. He dared to threaten me when he was the one caught cheating? The audacity.If not for my dad who was so keen on this engagement for whatever business deal he had with Finn’s dad, I would have blocked the asshole. But I couldn’t. Calling the engagement off was going to affect our company. And I didn't want to g
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
Chapter: Masked StrangerMIYARA’S POVI honestly had no strength to deal with the male gender right now. I’d had enough of them for a day.All my internal pleading to God to make me disappear fell on deaf ears when I felt a presence beside me.“Hi beautiful” a deep baritone voice called out and I pretended not to hear, rummaging through my handbag for my phone that didn’t want to be found. As if noticing that I was ignoring him, he leaned closer, his breath fanning my face.“What is a beautiful lady like you doing here all alone?” He whispered into my ear and my pulse jumped. His voice sent a shiver down my spine. I finally raised my head. He stared right into my soul, as if he knew something I didn’t. If I thought he was good looking before, he was was breath taking now. His dark hair fell over his mask, his jaw sharp enough to cut glass. Tattoos scattered across his knuckles, disappearing into the sleeve of his shirt. My gaze landed on his lips then, full-sized and kissable. I swallowed. What was I think
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
Chapter: Heartbreaks And LiesMIYARA’S POV Coming here was a mistake.I stood in front of my soon-to-be fiancé’s half-opened door with blurry vision as he pounded into his boy best friend from behind. “Yess Finn. Right there. Oh my God, you’re fucking me so good.” His best friend Adrian’s moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of skin slapping against skin. Bile rose to my throat. My chest tightened. I couldn’t move, almost as if an invisible force was holding me rooted to the ground to watch the horror in front of me. The cake with the inscription “happy anniversary to us”, slipped through my fingers and dropped to the floor with a thud, smearing all over my heels and toes.Their gazes finally snapped to the half-opened door upon hearing the sound.“Jesus Christ, Miya, what are you doing here?”. Finn said, scrambling up from the bed and covering himself with the blanket. Adrian just threw a smirk my way and pushed himself off from the bed, not bothering to put on pants.“What am I doing here? That’s wh
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
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