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Chapter 129: The Bolt That Would Not Hold
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2026-08-24 05:08:35
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Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 135: The Line That Tightened
The radio voice followed them through the trees like a second set of footsteps. Elara ran with one hand locked in Jax’s and the other pressed against the stitch in her side. Rain misted her face and turned the ground into black glass. Every time her foot slipped, Jax’s grip kept her upright.They moved north because there was nowhere else left to go. The forest grew thicker. Low branches slapped her cheeks and left thin stinging lines. The cut above her eyebrow had opened again. Blood mixed with rain and ran into her eye until she had to wipe it away with the back of her wrist.Jax slowed only when the radio static faded behind them. He pulled her into a shallow depression between two massive roots and pressed her back to the damp earth. His body covered hers while he listened. For a long minute the only sounds were their breathing and the soft drip of water from the leaves above.“They are boxing us in,” he said against her hair. “North is what they expect.”“Then we go east.”He nod
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 134: The Light That Found Them
The spotlight pinned the ferns like a white fist. Elara felt the wet fronds press against her cheek and the cold ground soak through her clothes. Jax’s body covered hers, heavy and still. His breath warmed the side of her neck. The footsteps coming down the slope were slow and sure, as if the men above already knew exactly where they lay.A twig snapped ten yards away. Then another.Jax’s lips touched her ear. “When I say go, you run left down the slope. Do not stop.”She gave the smallest nod. Her heart beat so hard she was certain the men could hear it. The leftover heat of him still lingered between her thighs from the frantic joining behind the log. It felt wrong and necessary at the same time.A boot crushed a fern near her shoulder. The light swung closer.Jax exploded upward.He fired twice toward the spotlight. The beam shattered in a spray of glass and sparks. Darkness slammed back over the slope. Shouts erupted. Jax hauled Elara to her feet and shoved her left as more shots
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 133: The Voice Through the Door
The voice on the porch slid under the door like cold water. Elara felt it settle in her bones. Jax stood with his back to the wall beside the frame, gun raised, every muscle locked. The chair braced against the handle shifted another fraction of an inch under the pressure from outside.Rain still fell on the cabin roof in a steady whisper. Inside, the air smelled of dust and the lingering heat of what they had done on the narrow mattress only minutes before. Elara’s clothes clung to her skin. She could still feel the phantom stretch of him between her legs.“Elara,” the voice called again, almost gentle. “We know you are tired. We know he has been using you. Open the door and this ends clean.”Jax’s eyes met hers across the dim room. He gave a single sharp shake of his head. She stayed pressed to the far wall, heart slamming so hard she felt it in her throat.A heavier impact hit the door. Wood cracked. The chair legs scraped across the floorboards. Jax moved fast. He grabbed Elara’s
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 132: The Cabin That Knew Their Names
The message sat in Elara’s mind like a bruise that would not fade. We have your scent now. The cabin will not save you. She walked behind Jax with her arms wrapped around her middle and the rain soaking through the last dry layer of her clothes. Every step sent a dull ache through her legs. The cut above her eyebrow had stopped bleeding but the skin around it felt tight and hot.Jax did not speak for a long time. He kept them moving up the fire trail even though the cabin was no longer safe. The trees thinned as the ridge rose. Wind pushed the rain sideways and made the branches moan. Elara watched the broad shape of his back and tried not to think about the jacket they had left behind, the one that still carried the smell of her skin and his release.“They want us scared,” he said at last without turning. “Scared people make mistakes.”“I am already scared.”He stopped and faced her. Rain ran down the planes of his face. His eyes looked darker than the sky. He reached out and brushed
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 131: The Hand on the Canvas
The voice outside the truck landed like a stone in Elara’s stomach. She felt Jax go rigid beside her. His hand tightened on the gun. Rain still whispered against the canvas roof. The air inside the cargo bed smelled of sex and wet metal and fear.A second set of boots joined the first. Shadows moved across the tarp near their heads. Someone tugged at the ties that held the rear flap closed.Jax leaned close to her ear. His breath was warm.“When I move, stay low and run for the trees on the left. Do not look back.”She nodded once. Her throat felt too tight for words. The last of his release still slick between her thighs. The memory of how he had taken her only minutes ago sat heavy in her chest beside the terror.The flap jerked open.Light from a heavy flashlight cut into the dark. Jax fired twice. The beam swung wild. A man cursed and stumbled back. Jax shoved Elara toward the open end of the truck and followed hard on her heels.They hit the gravel running. Cold rain slapped her
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 130: Cold Water and Hot Skin
The spotlight burned white across the black water and turned every raindrop into a tiny knife of light. Elara felt the current drag at her legs as if the creek itself wanted to pull her under. Jax’s arm locked around her waist. The gun in his other hand pointed steady at the source of the light.“Send the girl,” the voice repeated. “Last chance.”Jax did not answer with words. He fired twice. The spotlight shattered in a burst of sparks and glass. Darkness slammed back over the water. Shouts rose from both banks. More lights flicked on higher up the slope.“Move,” Jax said against her ear.They pushed forward through the waist-deep current. Cold water climbed her thighs and stole the breath from her lungs. Rocks shifted under her shoes. Jax kept her upright when her foot slipped. Bullets cracked into the water around them. One struck a stone close enough that chips stung her cheek.They reached the far bank and scrambled up the muddy slope on hands and knees. Ferns slapped wet leaves
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 5: Malibu Escape
The stolen Honda rattled down the Pacific Coast Highway as the sun dipped low, painting the ocean in streaks of fiery orange and deep purple. Elara gripped the door handle, her stomach twisting with every curve in the road. They had left the motel before dawn, Jax insisting they couldn’t stay in on
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 4: Motel Heat Rising
Rain hammered the thin motel roof like it wanted to drown the whole world. Elara sat cross legged on the edge of the bed, staring at the greasy Chinese takeout containers between them. The black envelope from the funeral still burned in her mind. That photo of her sleeping in Jax’s arms felt more v
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 3: Funeral Flames
The sun beat down mercilessly on the manicured lawns of the Beverly Hills cemetery, turning the black dresses and suits into ovens. Elara Voss stood beside the twin caskets, her legs threatening to give out beneath her. The air smelled of fresh flowers and expensive perfume, but underneath it all l
Baited By My Cruel Stepbrother Chapter 2: One Bed in the Shadows
The motel room smelled like old cigarettes and damp carpet, the kind of place Elara Voss had only seen in movies about people running from their lives. Jax locked the door and shoved a rickety wooden chair under the handle with a sharp scrape. He pulled the thin curtains tight, blocking out the fli
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