Romans de Scarlett Ruin

Mirabelle’s POVThe week goes by slowly, and when I finally receive that cleared statement and electronic receipt from housing and finance? I practically jump for joy.My Dad always comes through for me, he tries his best, which is why I listened when he asked that I live with Amelia. It was going to cost me nothing, but now it’s cost me my morals and virginity. I’d be a liar if I said I regretted it, and I’ve always been honest with myself.Marcus is on a business trip. He did say goodbye to me before he left, and I made sure to thank him for his hospitality and secretly curse both him and Amelia for the handsome demonic spawn they raised together.While Vaughn kept his distance the past few days, the second that I got my bags and told Amelia I was leaving, he appeared out of nowhere and told her he’d be heading back to campus. It's a four-hour drive, and he told me I’d be going with him. I couldn’t argue, I was saving on transportation and to keep whatever bit of my dignity was left

Mirabelle’s povTwo nights ago, after Vaughn left me alone, a strange desire and demonic curiosity got the best of me and I did exactly what Vaughn told me. I fucked my fingers, repeatedly and then licked my fingers clean.Shame washed over me in heavy waves, and once the high of coming wore off? Reality hit me, hard. I’m going to hell, I’m going to burn right alongside Amelia, and she will scold me there, too.I’ve had a whole night and half the day to let things settle, to wait for the guilt, but nothing comes. I tried to distract myself, but every time I move? I’m reminded of what happened here. I may have scrubbed the sheets clean but it doesn't erase the fact that I lost my virginity to my stepbrother. He didn’t deserve it.Liam was supposed to take my virginity next semester. I had it all planned in my journal, I had a hotel picked out, the flowers, the booze, the condoms. Shit.I’m fucked.What will I tell Liam? After years of making him wait, I just spread my legs and let my e

Her curiosity gets the better of her. “H-how?” She asks through a broken whisper. “Are you brave enough for it?” I ask, not telling her how just yet. I’ve had an unhealthy amount of dirty thoughts since I walked in here. All of which I want to exercise with her countless times. “Do you have a condom?” Mirabelle swallows, “No. Wha-what..what do you want it for?” “I’m clean,” I tell her, kicking off my slides. “Are you on birth control?” She nods, her breath heaving. She’s not scared. She’s excited about the possibility, but still, she pretends not to know why I’m asking the questions that I am. “Do you hear that?” I pause, listening for the squeak Mom’s door always makes. “Our mommy dearest just walked into her office, right opposite this room. Can you imagine her face when she finds out what’s happened here?” “You said you wouldn’t tell,” she frowns, her eyes flickering. She’s wondering if she can’t trust me. She can’t. But she will always have my word. “I’m a man of my word, da

Vaughn’s POVLittle Miss Mirabelle Hayes walked into this house like she was tough shit. The defiance in her eyes when Mom spoke to her drew me in.Mirabelle is pretty, but that’s not what piqued my interest, it was the fight in her eyes. I love toys like her, the ones that think they’ve got it all under control. They’re fun to break, and Mirabelle? I think I’ll have fun breaking her. My previous doll broke, I drove her off the edge, and now she’s stuck in a mental asylum somewhere. I was getting bored, I haven’t had a toy that fun in a while, and unfortunately for my stunning stepsister? She fits the criteria.I almost laugh at how pathetic she looks already. I stumbled in here to borrow condoms so I could have a turn with Maria after my friend Roman was done with her. We had a bet going to see who could make her come the most, I was going to win, but not anymore. My interest now lies with Mirabelle Hayes, but the hint of absolute fear in her eyes almost bores me. She’s supposed to b

Night comes fast.I don’t settle into the room, I treat it like a hotel room. I keep my things in the suitcases, only laying out my laptop and toiletries. Dinner is sent up to my room, and when I’m done, one of the maids comes to collect the plate. Apparently, all I need to do is press a button, and she comes, I feel bad for not taking my plate down, but she insists, claiming Mrs Thorne would scold her.I’m bidding Tanya goodbye at the door when Vaughn appears, shirtless and sweaty. Does he not have clothes? I try to retreat into the room, but then he calls out to me. “There’s my little sister,” he smirks.In merely eight hours, Vaughn has learned how to make me tick, an achievement, but he shouldn’t wear it with pride.“Goodnight,” I tell him, trying to cut the interaction short, but he doesn’t let me. He kicks my door open and leans on the doorframe.“Can you keep a secret?” he asks.I am trying to decide what my answer is when Maria, the maid from earlier, walks past my door. I cat

Mirabelle's POVMy mother hates me.But the feeling is mutual, my resentment towards her has rapidly evolved into something I can't control. She hasn't been a part of my life for over ten years and I appreciate that she's not a part of it. I was fine without her until now. I should be celebrating, I got into my dream college. I've been waiting my whole life to get into Bradley Thorne College, and now that I've finally got in? I have to report to the school before Dad can pay for my housing. But guess who I'm going to stay with?Yep, my mother.I hate that my dad asked her for help, but it was either this, or lose my spot, which I couldn't do. Dad has worked very hard to get me here, so the least I can do is endure my mother’s charity for a week. Just that, and then Dad will pay for my housing, hopefully, I don't lose that.“Miss,” the driver clears his throat. “We're here.”I look out the window. I've seen this place in the tabloids a few times.So this is the house Amelia left me for