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Old habits
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2026-08-18 22:24:08Aurora’s POV
I was reviewing a stack of reports at my desk when a shadow fell over me looking up, I found Marcus standing there with two cups of coffee in his hands and a careful expression on his face. “Before you tell me you’re busy,” he said, placing one of the cups on my desk, “this is just coffee no strings, no hidden agenda.” I glanced at the cup but didn’t reach for it. “You didn’t have to.” “I know.” He slipped his hands into his pockets. “Look, I keep thinking about yesterday. You shut down the moment you found out Press and I are friends I get it he doesn’t exactly have the best reputation. But I’m not him.” I met his eyes, keeping my voice even. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.” “I feel like I do.” Marcus gave a small, self-deprecating smile. “I’m not asking you to trust me completely, I’m just asking you not to decide I’m the same type of man based on who I’m friends with. I’ve known Press for years, but that doesn’t mean I live the same way he does.” I studied him for a moment, his tone sounded sincere there was no arrogant smirk, no lingering gaze that made my skin crawl the way Prescott’s sometimes did. Still, the caution in me refused to fully ease. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said finally. Marcus looked like he wanted to say more, but he simply nodded. “That’s all I’m asking. Enjoy the coffee”. He walked away, leaving the cup behind. I stared at it for a few seconds before returning to my work, the conversation lingering longer than I wanted it to. By the time Prescott and I returned to the mansion that evening, I felt drained, all I wanted was a quiet night. That plan disappeared the moment I saw a familiar car parked outside the house. Zoe. I stepped out of the car just as she climbed out of hers, smiling widely when she saw me. “Surprise!” she called, walking over to hug me. “I couldn’t wait anymore. I had to see your new home and you for myself.” “You could have called first,” I said, though I was genuinely glad to see her. “And miss the look on your face? Not a chance.” Her eyes moved past me and landed on Prescott as he stepped out of the car. Almost immediately, her expression shifted into something brighter. “Hi, Press.” Prescott shut the car door and gave her a slow, familiar smile the same one I had seen him use at camp. “Zoe. Didn’t expect to see you here.” “I wanted to check on my best friend,” she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “And maybe see how you’re treating her.” “I’m a perfect gentleman,” he said lightly, the amusement clear in his voice. “You can inspect the house if you want. I’ll even give you the tour.” Zoe laughed, already falling into step beside him as we walked toward the entrance. “I’d like that.” I followed them inside, a familiar discomfort settling in my stomach. It was camp all over again Zoe smiling too easily, Prescott turning on the charm without effort. He showed her the living room, the kitchen, the tall windows that overlooked the garden, his tone relaxed and playful the entire time. Zoe hung on every word, laughing at things that weren’t even that funny. “This place is incredible,” she said, turning in a slow circle in the main hall. “You’re really living here, Aurora.” “Temporarily,” I replied. Prescott glanced at me with that same unreadable expression, then looked back at Zoe. “You’re welcome to stay for dinner. We don’t have much else going on.” Zoe’s eyes lit up. “I’d love to.” Of course she would. I excused myself under the pretense of changing clothes and went upstairs. From the landing, I could still hear their voices drifting up Zoe’s soft laughter, Prescott’s low replies. My chest felt tight in a way I didn’t want to examine. When I came back down, they were in the kitchen Zoe was sitting on one of the stools while Prescott poured wine into two glasses he slid one toward her, their fingers briefly brushing. She smiled up at him through her lashes. “You haven’t changed,” she said. “Neither have you,” he replied smoothly. “Still hard to ignore.” I walked in then, and the conversation paused just long enough for me to notice. Dinner was worse. Zoe asked Prescott questions about the company, about the mansion, about what he did in his free time. He answered with easy charm, occasionally throwing a glance in my direction as if checking whether I was watching. I mostly stayed quiet, pushing food around my plate. At one point Zoe leaned closer to him and said something under her breath that made him chuckle the sound grated on me more than it should have. After dinner, she finally stood up to leave Prescott walked her to the door while I stayed a few steps behind at the threshold, Zoe turned and hugged me tightly. “I’ll text you,” she whispered. Then, a little louder, she added to Prescott, “Don’t be a stranger.” “I never am,” he replied. We both watched as her car disappeared down the driveway. Once the door closed, the house fell into heavy silence. I turned toward the stairs without looking at him. “You’ve been quiet” Prescott said from behind me. “I’m tired.” “Is that all?” I stopped with my hand on the railing but didn’t turn around. “What else would it be?” He didn’t answer immediately. When he did, his voice was lower. “You didn’t like me talking to her.” “She’s my friend,” I said. “I know exactly how you treat the women who give you attention.” There was a pause. “And yet she still gives it,” he said quietly. I closed my eyes for a second, then continued up the stairs without responding. When I reached my room, I shut the door and leaned against it, exhaling slowly. Marcus wanted me to believe he was different. Zoe was already falling for Prescott’s charm the same way she had at camp. And I was stuck in the middle of all of it, trying not to care as much as I already did. It was getting harder by the day.
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MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Old habits
Aurora’s POV I was reviewing a stack of reports at my desk when a shadow fell over me looking up, I found Marcus standing there with two cups of coffee in his hands and a careful expression on his face.“Before you tell me you’re busy,” he said, placing one of the cups on my desk, “this is just coffee no strings, no hidden agenda.”I glanced at the cup but didn’t reach for it. “You didn’t have to.”“I know.” He slipped his hands into his pockets. “Look, I keep thinking about yesterday. You shut down the moment you found out Press and I are friends I get it he doesn’t exactly have the best reputation. But I’m not him.” I met his eyes, keeping my voice even. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”“I feel like I do.” Marcus gave a small, self-deprecating smile. “I’m not asking you to trust me completely, I’m just asking you not to decide I’m the same type of man based on who I’m friends with. I’ve known Press
MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION One of the same kind
Aurora’s POV I returned to my desk with my jaw tightly clenched.“Best friends.”Of course they were.I should have known better than to let even a second of ease slip through. Marcus Hale had been polite, he had smiled without mockery and spoken to me like I was a normal person instead of an inconvenience or looked at my size weirdly a moment, I had almost believed he was different from the rest of the men in this building.Then he opened his mouth and told me he had been Prescott’s best friend since childhood.Birds of a feather flock together.If he was close enough to Prescott to call him his best friend, then he was cut from the same cloth rich, charming when he wanted to be, and very likely the same type of man who treated women as temporary entertainment. I had already seen what Prescott was capable multiple times now even in his office. I had no interest in giving another man like him the benefit of the doubt.
MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Birds of a feather
Prescott’s POV I was reviewing the final clauses of the contract when my office door opened without a knock. Marcus walked in looking unusually pleased with himself, a wide grin already on his face. He dropped into the chair across from my desk and leaned back like he had the best news of the day.“I just met your stepsister,” he said.I slowly lifted my eyes from the screen. “You did?” “Aurora.” He said her name with clear interest. “You made her sound like a nightmare cold, difficult, always ready to argue. But she’s not that bad at all.”My expression didn’t change, but something in my chest tightened. “You spoke for what two minutes?”.“Long enough.” Marcus chuckled. “She’s polite Soft-spoken a little reserved, but not unfriendly. And honestly, Press… she’s beautiful. Those curves, that pretty face, you left that part out when you were complaining about her.”I leaned back in my chair, keeping my voice
MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Someone new
Aurora’s POV The next day at the office felt heavier than the first.I kept my head down and focused on the tasks in front of me, determined not to give Lena any more reasons to look at me with that cold, superior expression. Prescott had been civil but distant since our argument, only speaking when he needed something. The silence between us was tense, but at least it was better than hearing him entertain his secretary again.I was returning from the printer with a stack of documents when I nearly collided with someone near the elevators.“Whoa…careful.”Strong hands steadied me by the shoulders. I looked up and met a pair of warm brown eyes and a polite, slightly amused smile. The man was tall, well-dressed in a navy suit, with an easy kind of handsomeness that felt different from Prescott’s sharp intensity.“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, stepping back.“No damage done.” He glanced at the company badge clip
MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Chapter 18
Prescott‘s POV The house felt quieter than usual that night.I dropped my keys on the entrance table and watched as Aurora walked straight up the stairs without a single glance in my direction. Her back was rigid, her movements controlled. She didn’t slam her door when she reached her room, but the soft click still managed to sound final.I stood there for a moment longer than necessary, jaw tight.She was furious.Not the loud, explosive kind of anger I was used to provoking from her. This was colder, sharper, the kind that lingered.I loosened my tie and walked into the kitchen, pouring myself a drink. The image of her standing in my office that morning still replayed in my mind eyes wide, face pale, the stack of files clutched against her chest like a shield. Most women would have muttered an apology and fled. Some would have pretended they saw nothing and then start flirting with me. Aurora had looked at me like I had
MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Aftermath
Aurora’s POV I don’t remember walking back to my desk.One moment I was standing in Prescott’s office, staring at the obscene scene in front of me his head between Lena’s thighs, her skirt bunched around her waist, the wet sounds still echoing in my ears and the next I was sitting in my chair with my hands clenched tightly in my lap. My face felt hot, my pulse was still racing.I couldn’t believe it.He had been doing *that* here. In his office, in the middle of the workday with his secretary. The same woman who had looked at me this morning like I was beneath her. The same woman whose moans I had been forced to listen to last night through the walls of the mansion.A bitter taste filled my mouth.This was the kind of man Prescott Zane truly was. He didn’t just use women in private he did it without shame, without caution, and without a single thought for anyone who might walk in not even in his father’s compan
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