Chapter 4

The next morning arrived too quickly, I woke up to a dull, persistent ache radiating through my lower body — a raw reminder of everything that had happened the night before at Black Sky. 

Every small movement sent a sharp twinge up my spine, regret settled heavy in my chest like a stone.

 How could I have let it go that far? With Jayden, of all people? My own stepbrother.

I stayed buried under the covers for as long as possible, popping two painkillers with a glass of water I had left on my nightstand, the pills dulled the worst of the soreness, but they did nothing to silence the vivid flashbacks playing on repeat in my mind.

 The heat of his body pressing me into the mattress, The low, guttural moans that had escaped both of us.

 The intense eye contact right before the blindfold came off, the way his skin had felt — warm, smooth, and impossibly silky under my trembling hands.

 Shame burned hot across my face, yet my body reacted with a traitorous flicker of arousal at the memories I hated myself for it.

Determined to avoid him all day, I remained locked in my room, scrolling through my phone without really seeing anything, the house felt too quiet. 

Mom and Dad were out for their usual weekend plans, and Merble seemed to be sleeping in, or maybe went out.

That left only the two of us under the same roof, and the thought made my stomach twist.

Eventually, thirst won out, I crept downstairs quietly, hoping to grab a bottle of water and slip back upstairs unnoticed, the kitchen was empty when I entered i filled a glass, drank it quickly, and turned to head back to safety, I never made it. 

The moment I stepped into the hallway, Jayden appeared out of nowhere, cornering me against the wall with his tall frame. 

His presence was overwhelming — that same cocky confidence radiating off him like heat.

“Trying to avoid me, scaredy-cat?” he asked, voice low and mocking, a smirk playing on his lips.

I tried to steady my breathing, my heart hammering wildly. “No… I was just busy, didn’t feel like leaving my room.”

“Good,” he said, his evil smirk widening. “Then let’s talk now, little brother.”

My chest tightened painfully, I wanted to look tough, unbothered, but fear and embarrassment made my hands tremble. 

Still, I forced myself to follow him into the living room without protest, refusing to let him see how rattled I really was, we were alone no parents and no Merbel, Just us.

I took a seat on the couch, trying to appear casual. Jayden dropped into the armchair across from me, leaning back like he owned the entire house.

“Uhh… so, little brother,” he began, sounding far too pleased with himself. “I have to confess — I didn’t expect you to be that good, and professional, especially for your very first time, but hey, I’m not complaining.”

Heat flooded my face, I tried to keep my voice steady. “Go straight to the point, big brother. What do you want from me?”

“Wow, so direct,” he chuckled, then fell silent for a moment, clearly enjoying dragging this out. “Okay, okay — don’t bite, how does it feel to finally lose your virginity? And more importantly, to lose it to the most handsome guy you’ll ever meet?”

I didn’t respond to guilt and embarrassment washed over me, painting my cheeks red. The memories rushed back uninvited — his hands, his mouth, the way he had filled me so completely.

Jayden’s expression shifted into something more calculated. “Fine, I’ll cut to the chase, I know you don’t want your little friends finding out that I’m the one who helped you ‘feel like a man.’ In fact, I’m pretty sure you don’t want anyone knowing about last night at all.” He gave me a look of fake concern that didn’t reach his eyes. 

“Am I right?”

“Yes,” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.

“I won’t tell a soul,” he continued, tapping his fingers lightly on the coffee table, “on one condition.”

My stomach dropped. “What’s the condition?”

A slow, confident grin spread across his face. “I get to have your cookies whenever I want. Since they taste so damn good.”

The crude metaphor hit me like a slap, I clenched my fists, anger surging through me. For a split second, I wanted to punch that smug expression right off his face. 

But I held back, forcing myself to think, after a long pause, I shook my head.

“That’s not fair, you’re turning this entirely to your advantage. What do I get out of this deal? No — I won’t agree,and if you ever tell anyone, we’ll both be in trouble.”

Jayden’s eyes darkened with burning anger. For one satisfying moment, pride swelled in my chest, I had actually gotten under his skin.

But then he threw his head back and laughed — a low, evil sound that sent chills down my spine. “You’ll enjoy the pleasure, that’s your benefit, and what trouble are you talking about, exactly?”

He leaned forward, voice dropping dangerously. “You’re right — we’d both be in trouble, but trust me, little brother, I won’t be in nearly as much trouble as you will. Everyone already sees me as the wild one. The player. You? They still think you’re the innocent, quiet kid, imagine how fast that image would shatter.”

His words sank in like lead, he wasn’t lying, jayden had always been the bad boy who could do lots of stuffs in our parents’ eyes, while any scandal would destroy me because I was their precious baby . I had no real choice, after several tense seconds of silence, I reluctantly nodded.

“Fine,” I muttered, “I agree.”

“Good boy,” he purred, satisfaction dripping from every word. “Just as I expected.”

Before I could react, he leaned across the space between us and began touching me casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. 

One hand rested boldly on my thigh, squeezing gently, while the other brushed stray hair from my forehead with surprising tenderness.

I jerked away instantly, pushing his hands off me. “Stop.” I stood up quickly, heading for the stairs and the safety of my room.

I walked fast, but I could hear his footsteps right behind me, in a blur of movement, he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall beside the bathroom door, trapping me with his body.

Anger flared hot in my chest. I opened my mouth to snap at him, but Jayden silenced me by crashing his lips against mine in a fierce, demanding kiss.

He pressed closer, straddling my hips and lifting my right leg slightly so he could slot himself between my thighs. 

Our bodies aligned perfectly, skin brushing through thin clothing, hearts pounding almost in sync. 

The heat of him overwhelmed me, all I could do was pray desperately that no one would walk in. 

Mom, Dad, or Merbel returning early would turn this into an absolute disaster.

I tried pushing him away again, but he overpowered me easily. 

His hand slipped boldly into my pants, fingers wrapping around my cock, despite everything — the shame, the fear, the soreness — I hardened instantly under his touch. 

I hated how easily my body betrayed me,damn it Why does his touch feel so good?.

Jayden pulled back just enough to speak, his voice calm and dangerously intimate against my ear. “My good boy… I want to fuck you so bad, so hard that the only thing you can think about is me, the only name on your lips will be mine.”

I turned my face to the side, trying to hide how flushed I had become.

 Deep down, a forbidden thrill ran through me at his words,I wasn’t supposed to like this,i wasn’t supposed to want it. 

But my body was already melting, overwhelmed with unwanted pleasure.

He grabbed my ass with both hands and squeezed tightly, pulling a soft, involuntary moan from my throat.

“Now that’s my good boy,” he murmured, sounding pleased. “See? This is exactly how you’re going to enjoy it, because you were made for this.”

I was fighting it verbally, whispering frantic protests, but physically I was surrendering. “Stop, Jayden… Mom, Dad, or Merbel might walk in any second, this would be a huge mess.”

He didn’t stop, his hips rolled against mine teasingly. I finally gathered every ounce of strength I had left and shoved him back hard, breaking free just in time.

Seconds later, Merbel’s voice rang out cheerfully from downstairs.

“Troy! I went shopping today — come see what I got for you!”

I let out a huge sigh of relief, my legs shaky, I turned quickly to head downstairs, but Jayden’s low mutter stopped me cold.

“This isn’t over yet, little bro, you belong to me now.”

I glanced back at him, heart still racing. “Yes… it’s not over yet,” I replied, trying to sound braver than I felt.

 “You told me your rules, but you haven’t heard mine.”

Jayden’s eyes narrowed, that cocky smirk returning full force. “I make the rules, little bro. Your job is simple just obey them.”

I didn’t bother responding.

 I hurried downstairs without another word, Merbel’s excited voice calling me again. 

Behind me, I heard Jayden’s door click shut as he disappeared into his room.

My hands were still trembling, the ache between my l

egs felt sharper now, but it wasn’t just from last night anymore.

This twisted game had only just begun.