LOGINSage never expected her life to change overnight. One day she was a broke girl living with her overworked single mother and the next, she was moving into a billionaire’s mansion with a new stepfather and a stepbrother she had never met. The twenty one year old, tattooed,rich, dangerous. Andre Wolfe. A walking sin wrapped up as her step brother. He doesn’t speak much. He doesn’t smile. He carries secrets in his eyes and bruises on his knuckles. And from the moment Sage meets him, she knows one thing, he is trouble and she should stay far away. But staying away becomes impossible when Andre makes it clear he sees her, really sees her. The girl who was dumped for being “too good.” The girl who doesn’t fit in this glittering world. The girl he calls little saint with a voice that ruins her breath. He is the epitome of temptation, and she is the perfect picture of innocence. Step siblings aren’t supposed to crave each other. Especially not when family, lies, and a dangerous past threaten to destroy everything. Their love is forbidden. Their desire is explosive. And their story starts with a kiss that should never have happened.
View MoreAndre. It was quiet, I thought to myself as I dipped my legs in the swimming pool, feeling the cold water against my skin was oddly satisfying, then I heard quiet steps approaching from behind me. “Hey,” Ella said softly and I finally looked up. She stood a few feet away, arms loosely wrapped around herself like she wasn’t sure if she was welcome or not. Her hair was pulled back, her face pale, eyes tired like she had been crying. “Hey,” I replied, gesturing towards the chair beside me. “Come sit down.”She hesitated for only a second before lowering herself into the chair next to mine. The distance between us felt louder than any argument ever could have and for a moment, neither of us spoke.The pool filter hummed quietly in the background.“How are you feeling?” I asked, keeping my voice gentle.She let out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh, but it broke halfway. “That’s a loaded question and I don't really know how to answer it.”I nodded slightly. “Fair enough .” We w
Andre. I hated being the only person he was okay talking with, I wished he would start letting other people in, especially his fiancee Ella. He had been silent all the way back to his house, he only spoke when spoken to which made the silence more uncomfortable. Andre’s bedroom was quiet in a way that felt heavy, like the walls themselves were holding their breath. The curtains were half drawn, letting in a muted wash of afternoon light that softened everything it touched. The bed was large, neatly made except for where Andre lay stretched out on his back, one arm resting awkwardly at his side, the other folded across his chest like he wasn’t sure what to do with himself anymore.I moved slowly, deliberately, setting everything he might need on the bedside table his water, the pills the nurse explained twice, a small bowl of fruit my mother insisted would help him regain strength. My hands were steady, but my chest wasn’t. Every small sound felt louder than it should have: the c
Andre. I don’t remember the drive back home, apparently I had used this same road a thousand times, but nothing felt familiar at all and that’s what scares me the most.Everyone keeps saying I have been in this car a thousand times, that I know these roads better than most people know their own bedrooms, but as we pull up to the house, which is my supposed house, it feels like I am arriving at a place I once saw in a dream and never thought I would visit again.The gates slide open smoothly, like they recognize me even if I don’t recognize them.The house stands there, large and familiar in a way I can’t explain. Stone walls, wide glass windows, a driveway that curves like it was designed to impress. It should feel like home. Instead, my chest tightens.Sage sits beside me in the backseat, quiet, her hands folded in her lap. She has been doing that a lot, being quiet in a way that feels intentional, like she is trying not to overwhelm me with herself. My father is driving and Rosa is
Sage.I wait until the door clicks shut behind the doctor before I let myself breathe.The room feels different without him quieter, heavier, like the air has settled into something more honest. Machines still beep softly around Andre, but now there’s no one explaining, no one translating what’s happening to him into neat medical terms. It’s just us. Him in the bed. Me standing beside it. His parents a few steps back, hovering in that careful way people do when they’re afraid to say the wrong thing.Andre looks at me, really looks at me, like he’s memorizing my face all over again.It makes my chest ache.I step closer to the bed before I can overthink it. My fingers curl around the railing, knuckles white, grounding myself. For the last hour, everything has felt like it’s slipping truth, lies, memory, identity. Like the ground beneath us isn’t solid anymore.I promised myself I would be calm. Clear. Certain.But the moment he opens his mouth, all of that almost falls apart.“You wer






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