Now You Want me Back Step Brother
Loving him was a sin, but living under the same roof with her secret was a death sentence.
Madonna Greenworth loved her stepbrother the way you love something you know will ruin you, quietly, completely, and without any real hope of survival. Cal Blackwood was cold where she was warm, controlled where she was feeling, and the only person who had ever made her feel truly safe.
Until he wasn't.
One night changed everything. One brutal rejection, an engagement to her worst enemy, and a decision that shattered what little was left of her. She packed her bags and disappeared, and the life she walked into next nearly killed her before it forged her into something unrecognisable.
Seven years later Madonna no longer exists.
In her place stands Louis Joanne. New face. New name. A company powerful enough to make the Blackwood empire tremble. And a six year old son with his father's grey eyes that she will protect with everything she has rebuilt.
She came back for answers. For power. For the truth about a past she was never allowed to remember.
She did not come back for him.
But Cal Blackwood spent seven years looking for a girl he couldn't find, and now he is falling for a woman he doesn't recognise, chasing everything he once threw away, and completely unaware that it could be his very end.
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Chapter: Chapter 6: Day One Hundred And OneMadonna's POV I stopped counting at day one hundred and one because the wall ran out of space, and I only knew the number because I'd been scratching a mark for every day with the broken edge of that plastic cup, five at a time in neat little rows starting from the window. It made me feel less insane, like proof that time was still moving and I was still here.The days in that place had no shape. The fluorescent lights took the place of the sun, the meals came at the same time, doors opened and closed, and the guards took their sweet time beating the patients who couldn't fight back. I used to wonder if there were others like me in there, people who were sane and knew it, people who fought back like I did, and if the place had already broken them. It hadn't broken me yet, but it left scars on my face and on parts of my body my own eyes couldn't reach, and sometimes I caught my reflection in the metal sink and barely knew the woman looking back.The nurses were the worst part, honestl
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Wrong RoadMadonna's POV My mother found me by the horse stables.She didn’t speak. Just sat beside me in heavy, tense silence.“I know,” she said quietly.I looked at her.“About last night. About you and Callum.”My spine went rigid with ice.“It doesn’t matter,” she continued, folding her hands in her lap. “Which is why I think you need to leave, Madonna. Go abroad. Clear your head. You cannot be here for what comes next.”*What comes next…*I would be forced to watch the man I loved marry my worst enemy.Tears spilled over.“Okay,” I whispered. “I’d rather die than see that. I’ll go. Thank you, Mum.”She nodded once, reached for her phone, and that was that.The car came to pick me at eleven.I had one bag and definitely no goodbyes. Well, no one to say goodbye to.I climbed into the back seat and watched the estate lights shrink in the rear window, and the cut on my arm throbbed under the napkin I'd wrapped around it, which only reminded me of how he walked out of that room with her in his
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The Wrong RoadMadonna's POV Ella Blake in full victory mode was a particular brand of poisonous. She glowed in ivory silk, a smile wide enough to swallow her face. Her two friends stood like useless brackets on either side.“Congratulations, Ella,” I said flatly.She tilted her head. “That’s it? No hug? No happy tears?” Her eyes swept my navy dress with open satisfaction. “You look tired, Madonna. This evening must be hard for you.”“I’m fine.”“Of course you are.” She stepped closer, voice dropping to a vicious whisper. “You’ve always had this habit of reaching for things that were never meant for you. It must be exhausting, always wanting what you can’t have.”Something inside me snapped clean in half.But I wasn't going to stay silent. And I certainly wasn't kind enough to let Ella believe she was the happiest woman in the world while she rubbed her happiness in my face like she'd won some kind of prize.“You’ve been chasing Cal’s attention since the first year of college and he has never once
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Chapter: Chapter 3: Easy AccessMadonna's POV I found him on the terrace.He was leaning against the railing, untouched glass of whiskey in his hand, staring out at the grounds like he was waiting for something — or trying to outrun it. With Cal, the two had always been the same.He felt me approach. His shoulders tightened, but he didn’t turn.“Cal.” I called, my voice a little loud now.“Look at me.”He did. Leaned back against the railing, arms folded, glass dangling loose from his fingers. His face was carved from ice, so far from the man who had kissed me with desperate hunger this morning that for one dizzy second I wondered if I’d invented him.“Say whatever you came to say,” he answered, voice flat.I’d rehearsed this. But the words just… vanished.“You kissed me this morning,” I said quietly. “We had… last night, Cal. We were intimate. And now you’re getting engaged like—”“Last night—”“Was a mistake.” He said it softly. Almost tenderly. Which was worse. “You were frightened. I was there. It went further
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Chapter: Chapter 2: The Morning After Madonna's POV I woke up alone.The sheets on Cal’s side were stone-cold. No note. No text. Nothing but the faint scent of him still clinging to my skin and the deep, heavy satisfaction pulsing between my legs. Last night was real. God, it had been so real.Cal and I had done it. My stepbrother. The man I’d loved since I was twelve.I sat up slowly, wincing at every sore muscle — proof that he’d lost control and fucked me like he’d been starving for me. Bruises on my hips where his fingers had dug in. Love bites blooming dark on my throat and breasts. Scratch marks down my back. Marks that screamed possession. Marks that should have made me feel wanted, not shattered.And then he’d disappeared.I grabbed my phone with shaking fingers and called him. It rang six times before he picked up.“I’ll call you back.” His tone was flat and icy, a far cry from the fiery man in bed last night who had fucked me. In the next second, silence filled the receiver, and the line went dead.I tri
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Chapter: Chapter 1: Blue Dress, Cold TieMadonna's POV It was my birthday party. Supposedly.But who were we kidding?This was nothing but a glittering circus for socialites, and I had no place in it. After hours of pretending — the perfect smiles, the flawless family image, the endless handshakes and polite lies — I was done. Completely done.I slipped out through the back staircase, the one the staff actually used. No more forced small talk, no more smiling for the cameras. Just me, heels in hand, heart finally quiet.The ballroom had grown from Dad’s “intimate” gathering into a full-blown circus. Five hundred guests had somehow become eight hundred. Billionaires in bespoke suits, politicians dripping with diamonds, royalty holding court under crystal chandeliers. The whole room pulsed with wealth and entitlement.And the only reason any of it mattered to me was the man across the floor.Callum Blackwood.My stepbrother. The one person who had made this hellish night bearable.He moved like he owned the shadows them
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