HE LEFT ME FOR MY STEPSISTER, I MOVED ON TO THE NEXT

Chapter 2 – Nathan’s Game Elena The night air slapped my face as I stumbled out of the club, breathless and shaken. My heels clicked against the wet pavement as I walked away from the building glowing in neon blues and purples. The street felt quieter than usual, maybe because my heartbeat was still pounding like a war drum in my ears. What just happened in that restroom? Had I really kissed Nathan Cain? Had I really let him touch me and fuck.... almost had sex with him and that too, on a damn sink? I shook my head, trying to blink the alcohol away, but the memory clung to me like a second skin. His scent, his touch and the disappointment in his voice when he said, “You can’t put me in this state and leave...” It echoed in my mind with a dark and dangerous thrill. “Elena! There you are!” Ava caught up with me, her eyes wide as she steadied me by the elbow. “What the hell happened? You disappeared for ages.” I forced a smile. “I managed to get the stain out and I met a Gr

Chapter 4- Critical Condition Elena I didn’t wait for Nathan to change his mind. I didn’t wait for him to say anything else. I just turned and ran. My heart pounded as I stumbled back into the house, my vision blurring with tears. The moment the door clicked behind me, I leaned against it, trying to catch my breath, trying to swallow the pain burning at the back of my throat. But peace wasn’t waiting for me inside. Cass was sprawled on the couch like a queen in her domain, flipping through a fashion magazine like nothing in the world mattered. As soon as her eyes lifted and landed on me, her lip curled with mockery. “Well, well,” she said, standing up and crossing her arms. “Look who just got home after being a whore. You couldn’t get Jasper, so now you’re chasing Nathan? You really don’t know when to stop, do you?” I blinked in disbelief. “What?” “You heard me,” she sneered. “You’re pathetic, Elena. Hopping from one Cain to the next like a desperate little parasite. You thin

Chapter 6: Unknown route Jasper stood there leaning against the wall. His presence hit me like a blast of ice. My breath caught and my pulse started racing. His eyes met mine and they were cold, dark and furious. “You really have no shame, do you?” he hissed, his voice slithering through the air like venom. The last person I expected to see was standing in front of me. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, finally finding my voice. It trembled, but I masked it with steel. He stepped toward me. I instinctively stepped back, every part of my being recoiling. “This is Nathan’s hotel,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. “You have no reason to be here.” “So now you’re f*cking my brother too? The one i despise so much, First, you fornicked with me, now him? Is that how you climb your way to the top?” His voice was low, laced with bitterness. “You don’t have to do all this. I told you I still want to be with you. I just need a year, just one year and we will get married.

Chapter 8 - The Elevator Kiss Two weeks had passed since the accident. It felt like a dream now, it felt distant but never truly gone. Sometimes, when I closed my eyes at night, I could still feel the jolt of the car, the way the steering wheel fought against my grip, the burning scent of the airbag's powdery release but in the daylight, everything had returned to a sort of rhythm and a forced version of the normal. I was back in my house now, though not without the daily presence of two bodyguards who shadowed me like ghosts. Nathan had insisted. He'd hired a private security firm and even sent over his driver. I was thankful, though sometimes the overprotection made me feel like a trapped bird. Mrs. Rivers had done a full 180. It was as though almost dying suddenly made me royalty in her eyes. Every morning she prepared breakfast and left little notes by my door with motivational quotes and scripture verses. I appreciated the effort, though I wasn’t naive. Her sudden admiration w

Chapter 10 – Tangled Threads His breath caught. The room was still, except for the distant hum of the city outside the window. “I do,” he whispered. “I’ve been trying to bury them, but they won’t stay buried. I do have feelings for you, Elena. More than I’ve had for anyone in a long time.” I swallowed hard, my heart pounding. “Then why are you acting like I’m some curse that needs to be avoided?” He stepped closer. “Because I’m afraid.” “Afraid of what?” “I am afraid of ruining something good........ of letting you in and then failing you.” I looked up at him, my voice barely a whisper. “Then let me be the one to decide if I want to take that risk.” Nathan didn’t respond with words. He reached out and gently touched my face, his fingers brushing my cheek as if he was memorizin