The stepbrother I ran away from is my new professor.
“Tell me,” he said, low and dangerous. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to.”
“You,” I panted, spreading wider, shameless. “It’s yours—please, Micaiah—”
“Come on my cock,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “Show me how much you love being fucked by me.”
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Maliya comes home after two years abroad, hoping everything she ran from has finally cooled. But the moment she steps through the door, she realizes nothing has changed—especially not the one person she never wanted to face again.
Micaiah.
Her stepbrother. Her almost. Her reason for disappearing.
She plans to keep her distance, start classes, rebuild her life… until her parents drop the news: they’ve transferred her to a new university, the one where Micaiah works as a professor. And they’re leaving for a three-month honeymoon, meaning she and Micaiah will be living in the same house. Alone.
Maliya tells herself she can handle it.
But Micaiah has his own ideas about unfinished business.
Three months isn’t long… unless you’re stuck with the one person you swore you’d never fall for again.
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Chapter: sleepChapter Seventy— sleep★Maliya's POV★"Yeah?""Don't let me fall asleep here. I should go to the actual bed.""Okay."But neither of us moved.And five minutes later, I was asleep on his shoulder, his arm around me, his breathing steady and calm.The last thing I remember thinking was that this was a terrible idea.That I was replacing one complication with another.That I should pull away and maintain boundaries and protect myself.But I was so tired of being strong.So tired of protecting myself.Just for tonight, I could let someone else carry some of the weight.Even if that someone was exactly the wrong person.Even if I'd regret it in the morning.For now, I was warm and safe and not alone.And that was enough.✿I woke up to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar windows and a warm body next to me.My eyes flew open.I was still on the couch. Still tucked against Daemon's side. His arm was still around me, his breathing deep and even.He'd fallen asleep too.Or maybe he'd stayed
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Chapter: kiss Chapter Sixty-Nine— kiss★Maliya's POV★I couldn't sleep.The safe house was quiet. Too quiet. Every creak of the floorboards made me jump. Every shadow seemed threatening.I lay in the unfamiliar bed, staring at the ceiling, and tried to process everything that had happened in the past six hours.Micaiah was a criminal. Daemon was a criminal. They were enemies in some war I hadn't known existed.And I'd been caught in the middle, used by both of them.The pregnancy came back in flashes. The panic. The pain. The way Mom had held my hand while calling me a disgrace in the same breath.The scar on my stomach that Micaiah had never noticed. Had never asked about.Because he'd been too busy lying to me.My phone sat on the nightstand, turned off. I'd ignored it for hours, not wanting to see the inevitable flood of messages from Micaiah.But curiosity won.I turned it on.Sixty-three missed calls. Forty-nine text messages.Most from Micaiah. A few from Stephanie asking if I was okay. One
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Chapter: thirty-two missed callsChapter Sixty-Eight—thirty-two missed calls☆Micaiah's POV☆I'd called her forty-seven times.Sent thirty-two texts.All unanswered.I sat in my car outside the house, staring at my phone, and tried not to think about where she was. Who she was with.If she was safe.Kieran had already called twice. Victor had sent updates I didn't read. And Marcus was still inside the house, probably reporting everything to whoever the fuck had hired him.None of it mattered.The only thing that mattered was that Mali was gone and Daemon had her.My phone rang. Unknown number.I answered immediately. "Mali?""No." The voice was distorted. Mechanical. "But I know where she is."The newcomer."Who is this?""Someone who's been watching your spectacular implosion with great interest. Tell me, Hayes, how does it feel? Losing the one thing you actually care about?""If you hurt her—""I'm not the one who hurt her. You did that all on your own." A pause. "But I could help you get her back. For a price.""W
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Chapter: your sisterChapter Sixty-Seven— your sister⚔Daemon's POV⚔"Your real name. Daemon can't be your real name."A smile tugged at my lips despite the situation. "It's Daemon. My parents had a dark sense of humor.""What about your sister? Elena was her real name?""Yes.""Tell me about her."I told her about Elena. About how she'd been the good one. The one who believed in second chances and saw the best in people.About how she'd died because I'd trusted the wrong person.And when I was done, Maliya's eyes were wet with tears again."I'm so sorry," she said. "No one should lose their sister like that.""No. They shouldn't." I reached across the table again. This time, she didn't pull away when I took her hand. "Let me help you, Maliya. Let me give you the space to figure out what you want without Hayes or anyone else influencing you.""And what do you want in return?""Nothing. Just—" I hesitated. "Just don't go back to him. Not yet. Not until you've had time to process everything without his mani
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Chapter: come outChapter Sixty-Six— come out ⚔Daemon's POV⚔I'd been following her since she left the house.Not close enough for her to notice. Just close enough to make sure she stayed safe.Because the moment my contact had reported raised voices and Maliya leaving in tears, I'd known.The truth had finally come out.And she was vulnerable. Hurt. Exactly the state I'd been waiting for.Except looking at her now—mascara streaked down her face, eyes red and swollen, hands shaking as she tried to compose herself—I felt something I hadn't expected.Guilt."There's a coffee shop around the corner," I said gently. "Still open. We can talk there."She nodded, wiping at her face. "Okay.""Follow me. I'll drive slow."I got back in my car and led her to the café. Small place. Quiet. The kind of spot that didn't ask questions.We got coffee—decaf for her, black for me—and found a corner booth away from the few other customers.She wrapped her hands around her cup, staring into it like it held answers."How
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Chapter: be goneChapter Sixty-Two— be gone★Maliya's POV★I threw clothes into a bag with shaking hands.Jeans. Sweaters. Underwear. I wasn't thinking clearly, just grabbing whatever I could reach.Micaiah stood at the door, his body tense, his eyes constantly flicking between me and the hallway.Like he was expecting someone to burst through at any moment."What should I pack?" My voice sounded small. Scared. "How long are we going to be gone?""I don't know. A few days. Maybe longer." He glanced at me. "Bring your laptop. Your charger. Anything you can't replace."Anything I can't replace.The words made my stomach drop."Micaiah, you're really scaring me.""I know. I'm sorry. But we need to move fast."I grabbed my laptop, my charger, the few pieces of jewelry that actually mattered to me. The necklace from my grandmother. The bracelet Mom had given me for my eighteenth birthday.Wait."My necklace." I went to my jewelry box, frantically searching. "The star pendant. It's not here.""Mali, we don'
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Addicted to Roseanne {GL}
Blurb
Elle has always been the tough girl next to her best friend Roseanne, the sweet one with perfect curves that make heads turn. In their last year of high school, Elle helps Roseanne take nude photos for her boyfriend Jake, but seeing Roseanne's bare tits sparks a fire in Elle that she can't put out.
Her flag turns rainbow, and her mind fills with filthy dreams of pinning Roseanne down, tasting her wet folds, and making her scream in pleasure. But Jake stands in the way, a rich jerk who cheats and hurts Roseanne.
Elle blackmails him to break up, but that just starts a chain of dark events. Roseanne, heartbroken, leans on Elle for comfort, leading to stolen kisses and heated touches that cross lines. Elle's obsession grows, turning her into a hunter who watches Roseanne sleep, steals her panties, and plans ways to own her fully.
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Chapter: WarningChapter Seven—WarningElle's POVI left my house right after Roseanne sent that text about wanting me tonight. The drive felt longer than usual because my body already ached for her. My pussy stayed wet the whole way as I pictured her waiting in bed with her legs open and her tits bare. I parked a block away so her parents would not spot my car in their driveway. The back door stood unlocked just like she said it would be. I stepped inside quiet and found her at the stairs in nothing but a thin nightgown. Her nipples poked through the fabric and her pussy lips showed faintly underneath. I followed her up without making a sound.We locked the bedroom door and she turned to me fast. Her mouth met mine in a deep kiss that made my clit throb harder. I grabbed her tits through the gown and squeezed them while our tongues slid together. She moaned soft into my mouth and I pinched her nipples until they turned rock hard. I pulled the gown over her head and tossed it aside. Her naked body loo
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Chapter: Chapter SixChapter SixElle's POVThe suspension dragged on like a bad dream I couldn't wake from. Day two at home, and the house felt smaller, walls closing in with Mom's snores echoing from the living room. I cleaned up more bottles that morning, the glass clinking as I dumped them in the bin outside. The air still stank of stale booze, even with windows open wide. Mom stirred once, mumbled something about getting better, but her eyes were glassy, unfocused. I nodded, but didn't believe it. My mind was elsewhere—on Roseanne, on that kiss in the art room, her lips soft against mine, her body arching under my touch yesterday. Fuck, fingering her had been heaven. Her pussy tight around my fingers, wet and hot, clenching as she came. I wanted more. To spread her legs wide, bury my tongue in her folds, taste her cum straight from the source. Make her beg for my strap, thrust deep till she forgot her own name.I paced my room, phone in hand. No texts from her yet. Was she thinking about it too? Regr
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Chapter: Chapter FiveChapter FiveElle's POVI sat in the principal's office, my heart still racing from that kiss. Roseanne's lips on mine, soft and warm, her tongue shy but eager. Fuck, I could still taste her, feel her tits pressed against me, her pussy grinding on my thigh through our clothes. She was wet—I knew it. My panties were soaked just thinking about it, my clit throbbing like it needed her fingers right now. But here I was, stuck in this stuffy room with Jake across from me, his face bruised and bloody from my punches. He glared, holding an ice pack to his nose. Principal Hayes paced behind his desk, his bald head shiny under the lights."You two are in big trouble," he said, slamming a file down. "Fighting in the halls? This school has rules. Elle Thompson, you started it. Witnesses saw you slam him and punch him."I shrugged, leaning back in the chair. My leather jacket creaked. "He deserved it. He's a cheat and a liar."Jake snorted. "She's crazy. Attacked me for no reason."Hayes held up
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Chapter: Kiss and dramaChapter Four— kiss and dramaElle's POVThe bell for lunch rang, but I barely heard it over the buzz in my head. Roseanne had vanished after first period, slipping into the crowd like a ghost. I scanned the halls, my heart pounding with a mix of guilt and that dark hunger that never quit. Where the fuck was she? I needed to see her, to touch her arm, feel her skin under my fingers. Maybe slide my hand higher, under her skirt in some empty classroom, press my thigh against her pussy till she gasped. Make her forget whatever bullshit Jake fed her. But she was gone, and it ate at me.I pushed through the throng of kids heading to the cafeteria, eyes darting to every corner. Lockers slammed, laughter echoed, but no sign of her messy hair or those swollen eyes. My mind raced with dirty thoughts—picturing her alone somewhere, crying, her tits heaving with each sob. I'd find her, wipe those tears with my tongue, suck on her neck till I left marks. Claim her as mine, fuck her slow against a d
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Chapter: GuiltChapter Three— guiltElle's POVMy phone buzzed late Sunday night as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The room still smelled like stale booze from downstairs, even with the door shut. I grabbed it quick, heart racing. It was Jake. "It's done. Broke up with her over text. Told her I needed space or some bullshit. Happy now, psycho?"I smirked in the dark, my thumb hovering over the reply. Fucker thought he could call me names after I had his balls in a vice? But I kept it cool. "Good. Delete those pics she sent you. All of them."He typed back fast. "Already did. You think I'm stupid? Don't want that shit coming back on me."Liar. But it didn't matter. I had my own copies saved—snapped quick when Roseanne wasn't looking. Tucked away in my cloud drive, password protected. For future purposes. Maybe to remind myself of how perfect her tits looked, pink nipples hard from the cool air. Or to jack off to when the craving hit hard, imagining my tongue flicking over them, making her squi
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Chapter: JakeChapter Two— Jake Elle's POVI woke up early Sunday morning, the sun just peeking through the curtains in Roseanne's room. My body was still buzzing from last night, from lying so close to her, feeling her heat under the covers. She was still asleep, curled on her side, her tee shirt ridden up to show the curve of her hip and the edge of her panties. Fuck, she looked so innocent, so fuckable. Her tits rose and fell with each soft breath, nipples pressing against the thin fabric like they were begging for my mouth. I wanted to slide my hand between her thighs, wake her up with my fingers deep inside her, making her moan my name before she even opened her eyes. Dark thoughts swirled—pinning her down, owning her pussy, making her forget every guy she'd ever let touch her.But I held back. It was too soon. I slipped out of bed quiet, my feet cold on the hardwood floor. The house was silent, her parents still away. I pulled on my clothes from yesterday, the scent of her on my skin like a
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