Chapter 7
Jasmine's POV
The next day at breakfast, I was helping my mother set up the table when Hardin suddenly came down to the dining hall.
My mother looked like she had seen a ghost and perhaps she had because since we moved in to the house, Hardin had refused to eat with us, choosing to either eat in his room or go out to eat which I knew had made my mother very distressed and sad about how he had not still accepted her.
"Oh, Hardin, it is a pleasure to have you join us for breakfast. Please sit." She had said.
"Thanks." He replied, his voice deep in a way that made me shiver and I kept staring at him, unable to look away.
His ebony hair was damp, indicating that he had just showered and as the shirt he wore hugged his biceps paired with loose fitting pants, I could not deny that Hardin Morales was probably one of the most gorgeous male I had ever laid eyes on.
But then, that gorgeousness meant nothing when I remembered that behind that face and body was someone who hated me and my mother. Also, he bullied people and treated everyone like they were the dust beneath his feet.
Sitting across from him, I raised my eyebrow as Russo joined us on the table. His eyes widened in surprise and he looked delighted that Hardin was joining us for breakfast.
"Hardin, you're joining us today. What a surprise," Russo said and I fought the urge to roll my eyes when Hardin nodded innocently.
"Exactly," I muttered under my breath and watched as lips curled up in a smirk, clearly hearing what I had whispered and I frowned.
Why was he here? Surely, after dropping that dead rat which was his idea of a welcome, he hadn't slept and woken up to suddenly realize that he was ready to suddenly become one big happy family with us.
Russo and my mother might be easily deceived but I knew better. Hardin was here for no other reason than himself. I was sure that there was something he was hiding up his sleeve.
But I didn't know what and it made me very anxious. I remembered how I had barely gotten any sleep, afraid that he would enter the room and do something nasty again.
Speaking of, I needed to change the lock to my room.
"So, Hardin, tell me, how has school been?" Russo asked and he shrugged.
"Fine, I guess. You should ask Jasmine. We've been getting to know each other," he lied smoothly and I watched my mother's eyes become bright with delight.
I choked on my drink and my eyes widened as he pinned me with a look that dared me to disagree.
"Oh, really? Jazz, you didn't say anything about Hardin and you getting along when I asked." My mother who was sitting beside me rubbed my back affectionately and I just feigned a smile, unable to lie, unlike some people.
"Oh, she didn't? We are becoming good friends. I dropped off a gift for her last night as well. To formally invite her to the family."
I coughed and my mother's eyes widened as she looked at me and rubbed my back again.
"Christ, are you okay, sweetie?" She asked and I saw Russo's worried face. Hardin, however, was smiling so wide it made me understand what he had come down for.
I finally realized why he was here. He wanted to see my reaction to the little gift he had dropped last night. I should have known that he was up to no good.
Waving my mum off, I nodded and cleared my throat. "Yes, I'm fine and Hardin has been nothing but accommodating." I hoped the sarcasm in my answer was not too loud and from the way my mother smiled, she had believed my lie.
"That's wonderful," Russo answered "Jazz, Hardin, I and Camila will be going on a trip this weekend and will return on Sunday, will you be okay without us?"
My face paled and I looked at Hardin who didn't look like the news bothered him.
I could not stay in this big house alone with Hardin. The maids didn't count because they stayed in their quarters except they needed to work and couldn't be bothered about whatever was happening upstairs. Especially when it was just supposed to be siblings in the house. What was the worst that could happen?
But Hardin didn't see me as a sibling. I didn't even know what he saw me as. And I was not willing to find out.
"All weekend?" I asked shakily and my hand tightened on the fork I was holding when my mother nodded.
"Why? Hardin will be around so you won't be too lonely. We'll be back tomorrow evening, I promise."
I was sure the smile on my face did not look like a smile and I looked at Hardin who smirked and folded his arms.
"Actually, I have plans. Don't know when I'll be back though," he answered and I hid my relief.
"Oh? Will you be okay alone then, Jasmine?" Russo asked and I nodded immediately, quickly feigning sadness that Hardin was leaving.
"I mean, it's a big house and it won't be fun with Hardin gone too but I'll be fine."
I knew I lied, it would be absolutely fun!
After breakfast, I waved to my mum and Russo as they left. Hardin had left earlier, and I celebrated as I went to my room.
Finally, I could get some rest. Spending the rest of the day preparing for school and doing my assignment while face timing Nadia, I took a nap after sun set.
Opening my eyes, I screamed in shock to see Hardin sitting on the couch in my bedroom, his arms folded as he watched me.
I was only dressed in my night dress and I pulled the covers to shield myself from his gaze.
"What are you doing here? You said..."
"Yeah, I lied. Get with the program, Jasmine. Why would I risk the opportunity to play with you without our parents overhearing?"
My face paled in horror as he stood and dragged me from the bed to stand in front of him and his gaze darkened as he looked at me. "Who knew that you had such tits and ass on you? You've been hiding behind those clothes of yours, haven't you?"
My face paled when I realized that he must have looked at me naked in the bathroom and his smile widened. "Yes, Jasmine. I peeked and now that I have, I want to have a taste."
I tried to take one step back but he pulled me against him, pushing me to the bed. Then he tore my night dress. "Why? You watched me fuck someone else and you didn't move. Didn't you like it, you little bitch?"
"Please, stop," I gasped, trying to push him away when he pinched my nipple and he slapped my face.
"Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way but I will have a taste of what I came here for."
"Please, no," I pleaded but he’d already pinned my hands above my head with one hand, the other one moving down my body to touch my clit. I froze as the foreign sensation hit me and I fought the tears that fell from my eyes because in my heart, I didn't want all that was happening.
"Look at you. You're saying one thing and your pussy is saying another."
Moving down, he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and I gasped as his fingers found my entrance. Before I knew it, he slipped two fingers into my tight wetness, fingering me hard.
"Please, Hardin, stop this," I begged, tears falling down my face.
"Shut up or I'm going to put my dick in your mouth, bitch." He moved faster and I gasped again as the foreign sensation gripped me again.
"Please." I begged again and he froze, slapping me again and pulling his pants down to reveal his cock that was so long and hard. Appalled at the sight of that monstrous dick, I tried to run. Sadly, Hardin was fast to catch me.
Pulling me back to the bed, he held my hands behind my back, forcing my mouth open and pushing his cock inside.
"Ah, fuck." And before I could move, he held my head in place and started to fuck my mouth, throwing his head back as he groaned and slapped me again.
More tears slipped down my eyes but I was trapped and couldn't do anything until he suddenly paused in my mouth and looked down at me with a cruel smile.
"I'm about to cum in your smart little mouth and you're going to swallow all of it. Do you understand?"
He didn't let me answer, holding my head in place as his cum filled my mouth. He waited until I had swallowed every drop before he released me and I fell to the bed, sobbing.
Zipping himself up, he was at the door, then he paused and turned to smirk at me. "Don't even bother to tell anyone about this. Or you and your mother will suffer. And get ready, because this is just the beginning."
Chapter 8Hardin's POVHeading straight for the shower after leaving Jasmine's room, I removed my clothes and rested my head against the wall as the rivulets of hot water poured down on my back.My mind wondered back to the horror in Jasmine's eyes, the way her body had bucked up in fear and how she had tried to flee from me, her eyes confused and scared when I touched her and I wondered if she was a virgin.Had I been her first? Was that why she had been so resistant of me? Or was it because I was her step brother?I didn't understand why instead of satisfaction from watching her squirm and beg me for mercy, from watching her body react to me even though she did not want to, from feeling that tight wetness and seeing those large tits, I was feeling guilty for what I had done.Why in the hell was I feeling like I should not have done that to her?She deserved it. She deserved everything that had gone down tonight and even the rat yesterday. Her innocent eyes could not deceive me. She
Chapter 9Jasmine's POVI looked at myself in the mirror and what stared back at me was a horrified, extremely sad girl.How my life had drastically changed in the couple of hours following my mother's departure with Russo for the weekend still felt like a dream. I wanted to wake up and find out that everything was just one horrid nightmare. But like the dead rat and the note in blood that Hardin had left on my bed, it was real.Hardin had done all of those things to me, each time without remorse or care.He had touched me and my body had shamefully responded even though I hated everything. Even though I begged him to stop. And then he had put his...I could not even say it. Just thinking about it made me sick.And then he had paraded me in front of his friends like a slave and even made me to call him master after bringing them food by the pool.I didn't know what to do. I felt like pulling my hair out. Perhaps I had pulled it during the night when I was asleep, if I could even call
Chapter 10Hardin's POVOne of the advantages of the fact that my father had built his mansion in the woods, was the expanse of land that we were surrounded by. It was easy to shift and run in the woods. It was also easy to get some exercise in it, if you wanted to do it outside and if there was one things wolves hated, it was feeling claustrophobic.I had just finished running and I stood in the clearing behind our house where I had set two goal posts and lined the field with chalk.We had a lacrosse game coming up soon against the neighboring town and as the captain, it would be a damn shame to be out of form and lose the game when we had managed to retain our winning streaks since the season started.As I removed my shirt and threw it on the grass, I picked up the lacrosse stick and ball and stood in the center of the field that I had created and demarcated, ready to train when my mind went to Jasmine.With the way she had looked at me when our parents had returned from their trip
Chapter 11Jasmine's POVThere was a knock on the door to my room and I wiped my eyes quickly, turning and ready to tear into Hardin if he was the one.I was terrified of him and what he could do to me but I did not deserve any of this.And if he was coming here to rub in the fact that he had yet again succeeded in ruining my life with that useless rumor, then he would be in for a surprise because I would not cower.And it didn't matter what the consequences would be this time because what had he not already done?The door opened and when Nadia stepped in, with her smile hesitant, I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding and sniffed, more tears rolling down my eyes.Her face softened and she opened her arms wide as she ran to pull me into a hug."Oh, my sweet friend, I'm so sorry. I brought those cookies that you like so much." She said gently.Pulling back, I widened my eyes."You did?" I said tearfully and she nodded, cleaning my eyes with her hand and leading me towards
Chapter 12Jasmine's POV"Maybe I should not have come to school," Was the first thing I thought to myself when I stepped inside the hallway.But I was so desperate to prove to myself, to Hardin and the entire school that they did not break me, especially after what had happened in the hallway yesterday, and then when he had abandoned me in the closet, crying my eyes out.I had gone straight home immediately, afraid that I would be harassed some more or worse, have to explain to Nadia why I looked like I had cried my eyeballs out and was worried that I would not be able to keep it a secret.My mother had come up to visit me when I had refused to come down, worried that I would not be able to eat if Hardin was sitting at that table and stomach the smirk on his face for making me cum even though it was without my consent and made me absolutely disgusted by myself.I hated him so much for making me unable to tell my mother the truth like I had always done growing up, because I was worrie
Chapter 13Jasmine's POVMaybe it was because I was sitting on the floor, my hands holding my face that I was sure was turning red. But Hardin looked larger than life where he stood, his hands folded as he raised his eyebrows in question.He looked like a predator in that moments, his eyes narrowing at the scene in front of him and his expression stoic in a way that was threatening and made me swallow nervously.I wanted to believe that he was truly aware of Dahlia's involvement in spearheading the spread of the rumour about me throwing myself at him but from the way his eyes watched Dahlia and the way her face paled in fear as she looked at him, I doubted that it was."Hardin, it's not what it looks like." Dahlia started but when Hardin raised a hand, she fell silent."The rest of you, get out." He said calmly and immediately, all the other girls ran away, looking relieved that they would not be here to witness whatever was about to happen.Dahlia was about to move when Hardin raise
Chapter 14Jasmine's POV"Jazz, hi, good morning, you really need to check your messages. Something big has happened." Nadia said over the phone and I froze in front of the entrance into the school hallway, my throat closing up as panic suddenly hit me.What was happening?Had something else been spread about me in less than twenty four hours?Did I need to turn back and head home?"Jazz, are you there?" I heard her say, and even though the phone was on my ear, her words seemed so far away.Was I having a panic attack?"Jazz, where are you? Are you still there? Jazz!" Nadia screamed into the phone, her voice sounding panicked and I inhaled deeply and tried to look around my surroundings."I'm in front of the entrance" I managed to murmur and I found a tree to lean against, sitting on the ground as I counted backwards, trying to relax.Nadia appeared in front of me a few minutes later and her eyes widened as she knelt in front of me."What happened? You look so pale." Reaching inside h
Chapter 15Jasmine's POV"What the hell are you doing here, Hardin?" I whisper yelled, looking outside the door of my room to be sure no one was coming up before I closed the door and rested against it."I give you a couple of days of peace and you're back to having a smart ass mouth, Jasmine. Well, the talk about the mice starting to play when the cat's away is quite useful in this situation or don't you think so?"He rose to his feet and walked towards where I stood, stopping mere inches away from me and when he looked down at me with a devious smirk, my heart skipped and panic made me move away from him.That was a mistake because immediately I moved away from the door, he locked it and pocketed the keys, grinning mischievously and my eyes widened."Not so smart, are you now, Jasmine. You are playing right into my hands, right where I want you, cowering and shaking.""What the hell do you want from me, Hardin? A thank you?"The smile wiped off his face and he wrapped a hand around