"Genie" His voice was barely a whisper, his breath warm against the shell of my ear. "This is so wrong, we can't be doing this." His lips find their way back to mine, trailing the bottom lip with his tongue. "So so wrong" He pulled my lower lips in, biting on them. I stifled a moan. "I know," I managed to say. I could feel the warm slickness ache between my legs. "We shouldn't be doing this. You're my step brother." My body doesn't agree with what my mouth is saying. I snuggled closer into his chest wanting to feel the heat of his bare body against mine. I want his mouth against mine, ravaging me like he had done before. We have gone too far to back out now. "Take me, Ryder" Those were the words he needed. Only those three words. Suddenly, he grips the back of my thighs and lifts me up, forcing my legs to wrap around him. Planting me against the wall, he peers up and look straight into my eyes "You're mine" Then his lips came down on mine. I'm yours. I whispered back in the back of my head. ******** Ryder Saint, for years, has bullied me. Reasons? None. It was like he signed a contract from heaven to make my life hell. From the moment he set his eyes on me, he added my name to his list. Don't be fooled by his last name. It's a charade, he's not anything like it. Everything about Ryder Saint smells evil. His heart, dark. His soul, dark. His aura, dark. Except his face. I should have neglected him like I always have, but I couldn't when our parents decided to tie the knots and he became my stepbrother. He and I, under the same roof.
View More~Genevieve~
You won't know when your life is about to flip upside down. It all happens suddenly. It could be a year
Six months
Days
Minutes
Or even seconds
But mine didn't take any of these. It only took a binding agreement. A "yes I do" and "Till death do us apart" agreement. A marriage.
Then I'm trapped. Maybe If I had known, it wouldn't have ended up this way.
Maybe I would have run away when I had the chance to. Maybe I shouldn't have met him. But the thing about maybe's is that they don't exist. They are useless.
It's only a year more. Just a year and I'll be off to Harvard. Where I'll be free from the wrath of Ryder Saint. Where I'll change my lifestyle and be more of myself. Like the life I envisioned when I just moved into this city. The beautiful and serene life without a Ryder in it. A year more and I'll say goodbye to all of this.
I took in a deep breath when mum pulled into the school driveway. It's a little bit empty but that's expected seeing it's the first day of school after the long summer holidays. Not everyone's boring like me who spent the whole summer inside her bedroom and making occasional trips to the kitchen to make ice cream. Aside from that, I like to be early. Something I inherited from my mum. She would say Early is on time and on time is late.
"You didn't have to drive me mum. I could have taken the bus" I managed to say "You might miss your appointment"
"Family first Genie, family first" she smiled and I did the same. Mum has high cheekbones and a tall, slender, model-like figure that makes my awkward, seventeen-year-old body look like a potato in comparison. I strive to be her when I grow up. Not only in the looks department but also the hard work and the personality.
"Perhaps it's time I get a driving lesson so I could use my car" I say
"Baby, are you sure you're okay with this? You don't have to do this, you know. James totally understands he won't be mad if…"
James the guy mom's currently seeing. Wait, aren't they too old for the girlfriend and boyfriend's title? He got me a car for my seventeenth birthday, while I consider it too much. I mean, who gets a sports car for their girlfriend's daughter's birthday. He's as busy as hell but from the few times we've met I could tell he's a good guy. And from the way my mom looks up at him I can tell he's the one.
"Mum" I interrupted her before she goes on any further
"I won't have you driving me around if I go off to college"
"I could if you choose a school closer" she smiled. " You don't have to do this soon you know"
I nodded. I've been afraid of being behind the wheels since I had that accident ten years back. The details of that day are a bit hazy but I remember that it was raining. I was dressed in my best dress and on our way to Nana's birthday.
"I just think it's time I let go of my fears, it's been ten years"
"Genevieve," She said, then pulled me into a warm hug. When she pulls back her eyes shine with unshed tears.
"You have no idea how happy I am right now"
"It's Genie in school mum. Just Genie" And before she could say anything "That's what everyone calls me" I quickly added.
"I won't want to hurt James dumping his present in the garage for long"
"He will be thrilled to hear this" She smiled again and that's when the tears started falling. She made no effort to wipe them now.
"Speaking of James" She continued "I'll be meeting up with him this night and might be late so don't wait up and lock all the windows"
I nodded. "Tell him I said hi" And for the first time since we've arrived I looked around me. More cars are arriving by now.
"I should probably go in now and get settled" I pull my backpack from the backseat.
"Call me when you get home and don't forget your medications" she called as I stepped out of the car clutching the straps of my backpack.
"Bye" I waved at her as she pulled out and drove off. I watched as her car faded into the distance.
Now, I'm on my own. I resisted the urge to call her back and take me away from here. My fears are coming back to me. Ryder Saint. I stare into the massive building of Evergreen High School before me. Rich influential people sent their children to this school so they could get a good start early in their lives. For all I know my mum is rich enough to afford it. The building which holds one of my greatest fears.
Avoid Ryder Saint
I told myself one last time. I always recite the word each morning like it's some psalm to save me from him. But it never did work. Nothing has ever prevented Ryder from his prey which I unfortunately happen to be one. Since the first day I set my eyes on him he decided to hate me and had my name down in his book. My mere sight infuriates him and he uses every minute to point this out.
"Genevieve, the worst name I'll ever be hearing," he once said. That day, I hated myself and hated my name.
I stride through the huge walls of Evergreen High mimicking other student's confidence. It's hard enough when I already fall out of place. They chat amongst each other like old friends reuniting after the
summer. Like how Zara Thompson and Fred James split after dating each other since elementary class. Once again I'm reminded love doesn't take it all. Or Charlotte Lynch who got pregnant during over the summer.
Yet, I stand out as a loner.
Again.
Usually I would walk these halls with my best friend Lexi beside me but she just came back from Brazil last night with her family. I'm not sure she'll be making it to school today. In the meantime, I'm all on my own surrounded by people who hate me and probably pretend I don't exist. No one wants to go near Ryder's prey. That's the thing there, Once Ryder adds you to his hate list, the whole school goes against you. If not the whole world. He's their god and they play to his tune. The tune he's playing now is a hate campaign against Genevieve McConnell.
I heard their little whispers as I walked past them.
"Thinks she's all pretty now"
"Bet Ryder's pleased to see her" I tried not to let those words get to me. Not today, those words won't get to me. It's a new session and I won't let their little talk ruin the first day for me.
"Can't wait for him to see her" My skin prickles the more their voice sink deep under my skin but I shut it
all out. The voice around me starts blurring into the air and I lift my head high as I put one foot in front of the other.
They are nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G
"Rocks" I froze instantly.
Ryder is in my bathroom.Ryder is right here in my fucking bathroom.For a second, I'm too stunned to do or say anything. The steam has fogged the bathroom mirror but there's not mistake here's right there standing and starting at me. My brain could only do one thing at that moment which is to stare back.He leans against the door. His arms and ankles crossed and a dark spark dances in his cloudygaze.He’s watching me with an daunting focus like he’s a ravenous predator salivating after his prey.His attention slides down my body and I follow his gaze. Water still drips from my loose hair,creating rivulets down my skin. The towel barely hides the top of my breasts and stops at the middle of my thighs.This is bad. My heart raced but not at the sight of a prospective danger but because of the hunger in his eyes as he rake me from top to bottom then button to top. Suddenly, I feel the need to cover my self. I cross my arms over my chest. Standing in front of Ryder in nothing but a t
Throughout the ride back to my house, I was quiet. Not because the date was bad but because my mind was on my step brother. Finn had thought he did something wrong and kept asking on the way. He wouldn't tear his eyes off me.“Finn, please focus on the road, I'm not ready to die young.” I say again when he swirls quickly before a car and avoids a crash. If I think Ryder is a bad driver, then it's because I haven't met Finn. I don't know how he keeps his eyes on my face and on the road at the same time. “Don't worry sweetheart, nobody is dying young.” He says, his yes still on me. One arm around the wheel, body in the seat but eyes on me. If his plan is to kill us, then it's definitely working. Gives Ryder a better chance at sending me off in sheer mockery. “Then try to focus on the road.” I say. My voice sounded like I was almost begging because the hell I am. “Until you tell me what's wrong.” He slows down. We entered my neighborhood and it wouldn't be minutes before he pulled int
If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Finn Anderson, it’s that he doesn’t ask. He declares. He takes what he wants. It makes me wonder if guys with faces like that don't ask. They simply demand. Or it's only a thing that happens when you're in the school soccer team.Which explains why, halfway through Friday morning, second period calculus class I got a text that read:Finn: Movie tonight. You in?I was puzzled when I saw the text. This guy sure has some guts. Do you want to go? Are you busy? Just… Movie. Tonight.Well, he has the decency to ask if I'm in. Meaning he's leaving it open for me to decide if I want to do it or not. However that is not a genuine excuse for just shooting me a random text about some date. Isn't he supposed to be in a class? Speaking of class. I looked up and caught the face of Mr Tyrell. The calculus teacher was staring back at me. Shit. He had just caught me with my phone.“Ms. McConnell, if you don't mind, see me after the class.”Double shits. What d
“Gennie” my best friend’s voice yells ecstatically down the line. I had just gotten home. We haven't had time to catch up all week and she postponed the trip to Target once again. She didn't need the clothes until Friday night after all. Her tone is so high and so sharp that I removed the phone from my ear and glared at it. I rolled my eyes even though she couldn't see me.“What the hell have you been doing with Finn Anderson?” she says in the same high pitched voice.“I know, I know.” I heaved a sign and sank further into my bed, pulling the teddy bear against my chest as I grin from ear to ear. “Where have I been when all this is happening?” She asked.“Lurking somewhere with Liam.” I chirped in. “I haven't spoken to my best friend all week!” Lexi states. There’s a hint of disappointment and irritation in her voice and to be honest I can't blame her also. I've summersaulted into a war with my stepbrother and a prospective boyfriend. “I missed you, how did today go?“Good. I th
We walked away from the parking lot, circled round the field and ended up on the far side of the field, away from staring eyes and the group of cheer leaders on the field. Finn takes longer strides while I move to keep up. He has his hand in his pockets. I wonder why guys do that. I noticed girls blushing sheepishly as we passed them. They didn't even try to be subtle about it. We ended up on the bleachers behind the football field. It's more enclosed. I liked it better. I remembered the last time I was here. Finn had invited me and made me wear his number. I will always remember the look on Ryder’s face when he saw me. I've never seen him that angry before. I wish I have the nerve to do something that will rile him up that way again. Give him a taste of his own medicine.“So.” He glanced sideways at me. “What’d I miss?” He says it casually, keeping an intense gaze at me. I felt seen. Oh boy. This guy can stare. I will get lost in his gaze if I'm not careful. “Nothing,” I said qui
“Genie.”“Finn?” My voice cracked, and I hated it. “What are you—what are you doing here?”I know that voice. It shouldn’t have knocked the breath out of me, but it did. That voice. I can tell a smirk is already tugging at his lips before I’d even fully turned.Finn Anderson. The guy I kissed last Friday. At Kyle's party. The only person that made me forget about Ryder Saint for one time. I spun around, and yep there he was. Just I had known. Finn Anderson.He leaned casually against the hood of some sleek black car, a smirk dancing on his lips, messy blonde hair falling into his blue eyes. His hands are shoved into his pocket like he's on a style mission. He looked… hot. Kissable. He had some bruises on his lips. It must have been from the fight last week. Courtesy of my dear Step brother. Seeing him like that makes me feel bad. I haven't even thought about him since then. I was busy with the thoughts of Ryder plus family drama that somehow escaped my mind. Meanwhile, this isn't
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