LOGINI clenched my fists so hard my fingernails bit deep into my palms, but I didn't give a single damn.Did he really touch Charles? Right under my roof? In my fucking presence?Instead of pulling his hand away, Charles reached up and slid his fingers behind Jason's head, gently smoothing down a stray lock of hair while pretending to brush something off his collar.And then came the real dagger—Jason smiled back at him. A soft, genuine smile he never gave to me.I let out a dry, bitter scoff.“Maddox?” Aunt Sabrina’s sharp voice rang out, dragging my focus back to the couch.I tried to soften my features, but the harder I fought to hide it, the more impossible it became. The mental image of Jason’s hand wrapped in Charles's kept replaying on a loop inside my head.Shit.Charles obviously had his own hidden motives toward him, but was Jace really naive enough to play along with his game? Or was he doing it mainly to test my limits?“Are you alright, dear?” My aunt asked, her eyes softening
I had already sworn never to return to this house, but here I was, standing in front of the apartment building beside Aunt Sabrina—as she was fondly called, even though the name felt like ash on my tongue.She stepped out from the backseat of the luxury sedan, and I climbed out after her, turning to face her as she swept her cold eyes over the exterior.“Maddox actually lives here with you?” She inquired, her sharp brows drawn together in an expression I couldn't describe as anything other than pure disgust—as if the mere idea of someone like me sharing space with her precious nephew was a major crime against the family.I just shook my head softly, forcing a tight, awkward smile that she didn't even bother to acknowledge.“I don’t understand why his mother acts like this... always finding new ways to inconvenience him,” she muttered under her breath, not caring if I heard her as we walked toward the front door.I unlocked the apartment, pushing the door open for her. She stepped into
Walking out that boutique door yesterday must have been one of the most courageous steps I’d ever taken in my entire life.Even though no one said a word, I could feel dozens of imaginary eyes staring straight through me.“That will be all for today’s lecture...” the professor announced, and the loud shuffle of chairs as the rest of the class stood up dragged me violently back to reality.Christ. Had I really been daydreaming about yesterday for the entire two-hour class? I stared down at my notebook, where I had barely managed to scribble down a single legible line.“Argh...” I covered my face with both palms, taking a slow, deep breath to calm my racing pulse and force myself to stop spiraling over what had happened in that fitting room.The snobbish glares those boutique workers had thrown at me were none of my concern. And whatever state Maddox and I had left that dressing room in wasn't my problem either. We had probably just knocked something over by mistake. As long as there wa
“Maddox—”“Shh...” I clamped my hand tightly over his mouth, leaning down until my nose brushed through his soft hair.“Take it easy,” I whispered against his ear, a cruel, knowing smirk playing at the corners of my lips. “Unless you want to let everyone out there know just how much you enjoy being fucked by your stepbrother.”Jason clamped his eyes shut, trying frantically to keep quiet as I began pushing deeper inside him. The sheer force of our bodies pressed together was probably shaking the temporary walls of the dressing room. The small space had suddenly turned suffocatingly hot, beads of sweat dripping down my chest and slicking my skin.Damn. I had never been this reckless before. Not even with girls. Sure, Wendy and I had fucked in a few public restrooms back in college, but that was with a girl—someone meant to be disposable.My stepbrother? I didn't mind stripping down completely right here, taking my time, and remaining buried inside him for hours.“Fuck, Jace. What the h
“What are you doing over there?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at Jason as he stood near the entrance, looking as though his boots were glued to the floorboards.“Uh... n-nothing,” he stammered, frantically averting his eyes.I ignored his sudden nervousness, grabbing my tailored suit trousers from the hanger and pulling them on over my legs.It had been a long time since I last stepped foot in this place to pick up tailored clothes, despite my mother constantly ordering new suits for me every season. But there was no fucking way I was ever going to be a "suit guy." In fact, I’d have to be on the brink of retirement before I ever considered taking over the family enterprise—and God knows if I’d even bother wearing a tie then.I darted my eyes back over to Jason. He was tucked into the far corner of the dressing suite, still fumbling with his garment bag. He had already shed his jeans, standing in just his t-shirt and boxer briefs, looking thoroughly uncomfortable with my presence in the
Instead of answering me, Maddox slammed his foot onto the gas pedal, jerking the wheels forward as the car accelerated down the street.My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. He didn't say another word, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, his cold gaze fixated strictly on the road ahead.I let out a shaky breath, quietly sliding my phone back into my pocket before he could snatch it.Before long, we pulled up to the high-end shopping complex. Great. Was this really where he usually bought his suits too?I climbed out of the passenger side alongside Maddox. He strode ahead of me toward the boutique, not even bothering to hold the glass door. It swung shut right in my face, almost clipping my shoulder before I managed to catch it.I breathed out slowly. Why was he acting like such an extra jerk today?Actually, whatever, I told myself. Maybe it’s better this way. Let him ignore me so I can just get this over with and do whatever I want.I stepped fully into the air
The heat was consuming, but as Maddox’s heavy weight pressed down on me, the sheer panic of how far this was going, snapped me back to reality. Gathering every ounce of strength I had, I shoved hard against his broad shoulders, wrenching my lips away from his. “Maddox, stop! No…” I panted, my v
I blinked once—twice. Was I seeing correctly? Jace immediately turned away from me, this time his bare ass faced towards me. He would have gone ahead to grab a towel or something to cover up but there didn't seem to be anything closer to his reach and he could only stand there, smooth round ass
Right from where I was seated, I could see Jace panting this time, sweating profusely as though I had asked him to do more than fifteen laps, but there he was, skating around the ice as though it were a death sentence. Is this his first time seeing an ice rink or what? Seated here I couldn't ev
It’s been two days and Maddox words have continuously rang in my head. I was seated in the library staring at my phone with my dad's contact displaying on the screen. I never wanted to bother him. I knew the moment I complained to Dad, Mrs. Donovan would step in to smooth things over—which woul







