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Chapter 19

Autor: Witchpen
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Stefan’s POV

My mom’s voice had become a steady hum in the background, like a radio I’d forgotten to turn off. For two hours, she’d been debating flower arrangements and seating charts, but my mind was miles away. I kept picturing Bella—just the two of us, somewhere quiet. I needed a plan to steal her away for a week. I knew my mom would roll her eyes and remind me we had a "lifetime together" ahead of us, but a lifetime felt too far away.

“Stefan!”

The sharp sound of my name snapped me back to
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  • Craving my sisters fiancé   Chapter 25

    Stefan’s POV“My dear friend, kissing my girlfriend—who also happens to be his sister’s fiancé.” Adrian’s voice dripped with a sickly sweet satisfaction. a smug twist to his lips that made my blood run cold.“Adrian, this isn’t—”“What? ‘Not what it looks like’?” He cut me off, the playfulness vanishing into a sharp, jagged edge of annoyance. “Cut the crap, Stefan.”He lunged forward, his fingers clamping around Daphne’s wrist. He yanked her toward him, marking his territory. “Daphne is mine. I’m not going to stand here and watch you help yourself with her just because you felt like it.” His eyes darkened, a predatory heat flickering in them that felt far too defensive for the situation.“There you guys are!”The sound of Bella’s voice sent a jolt through my chest, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. She hurried toward us, gesturing to the colorful cups in her hands. “The ice cream is already soup.” She stopped short, her gaze flickering between our rigid posture

  • Craving my sisters fiancé   Chapter 24

    Stefan’s POV“They look so good together!” Bella’s voice surged with a high-pitched energy that made my skin crawl. I forced my lips into a smile, though it felt brittle and stopped well short of my eyes.Across the way, Daphne and Adrian were locked in a kiss. The sight was a physical blow; my stomach churned, and my fingers curled into a tight, white-knuckled fist at my side.“I should take a quick picture,” Bella chirped. The shutter clicked, and as if on cue, they broke apart. Thank God. Bella turned to me, her smile faltering as she caught the raw bitterness I hadn't managed to mask in time. She didn't comment on it, instead heading toward the couple. I followed a few paces behind, my feet feeling like lead.“Daphne! What are you doing, kissing this old man right where everyone can see?” Bella teased, her tone thick with amusement.Adrian gave a low, rumbling laugh. “I told you my disguise was perfect.”“How did you know I was going to be here?” Daphne asked. Her eyes flickered t

  • Craving my sisters fiancé   Chapter 23

    Daphne’s POVMy knuckles were white as I stood before Adrian’s door. I took a breath, but it felt thin, barely reaching my lungs. My fingers trembled as I punched in the code. I didn’t have to wait for the click; the door swung inward, and there he was.Adrian stood in the entryway, arms crossed, his brow pulled into a tight knot. He didn't say a word. I brushed past him, keeping my eyes locked on the floor, and sank into the cushions of his couch. A moment later, the weight of the cushions shifted as he took the chair opposite me. The silence stretched between us, heavy and suffocating, until he finally cut through it.“Are you okay?” The softness in his voice made me want to flinch.I didn't look up. I focused on a stray thread on my jeans.“Do you really want to do this, Daphne?” he asked, his voice dropping an octave. “Do you really want to have sex with me?”My chin lifted slowly. I forced myself to meet his eyes, though my chest felt like it was collapsing. “Yes. I want to. Just

  • Craving my sisters fiancé   Chapter 22

    “I love you!” I spat the words out, my face twisting as if I’d just sucked on a lemon.Adrian doubled over, his laughter echoing through the room. I tossed the script onto the coffee table. “I can’t do this. Find someone else to help you rehearse.”“I don’t want someone else,” Adrian said, pushing his bottom lip out in a pout. “I want my girlfriend to help me.”I groaned, leaning back into the sofa. “I’m not your girlfriend once the cameras are off, remember? This dialogue is so cheesy. It’s… ew.”“That’s because you’re reading it like a grocery list,” he countered, tugging at my sleeve. “Give me some real emotion so I can actually get into character.”I checked my watch. “Fine. If I do this properly, can I finally go home? It’s late.”“Deal. Get up.” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my feet. I let out a long, dramatic whine but stood my ground, facing him.“Starting in three, two… cue!” Adrian whispered.I took a deep breath, trying to scrub the sarcasm from my voice. “I love you

  • Craving my sisters fiancé   Chapter 21

    Adrian’s POV I flashed a wide, toothy grin, my eyes crinkling into narrow slits as I studied her expression. It was the exact mixture of horror and disbelief I’d been aiming for. "Do you like it?" I asked, my voice humming with a bit of mischief. "Adrian, you are crazy," she breathed, her brow furrowing as her hand hovered near my scalp but didn't quite touch. "Why would you do something like this?" "You told me to shave it," I said, jutting my bottom lip out in a mock pout. "So, I did." "I was joking! And besides," she gestured vaguely toward the chaos of the set, "what are the producers going to say about... this?" "Actually, they’re obsessed." I jerked a thumb toward the monitors. The producers were huddled together, nodding and waving with frantic, eager smiles. "They think it’s the next 'it' look. Apparently, I’m starting a buzz-cut revolution. Who knows? Maybe you’ll be next." She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. I suppressed a smirk—I secret

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