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Warnings and weaknesses
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2026-08-02 03:05:55Aurora’s POV
I couldn’t believe Zoe was actually considering him. We were back in our cabin after the bonfire, the door locked, and I was pacing while Zoe sat on her bunk, looking guilty but still a little dreamy-eyed. The memory of Prescott’s hand on her shoulder and that cocky smirk made my stomach turn. “Zoe, you have to stay away from him,” I said firmly, stopping in front of her “Prescott Zane is dangerous. He’s not just a player he’s cruel. I walked in on him getting a blowjob in the bathroom like it was nothing, he didn’t even care, he treats women with disregard like toys. He called me “fatso” right after finishing on some girl’s face.” Zoe winced but didn’t meet my eyes. “I know he’s a jerk to you, Aurora. But… he was really nice to me. He listened. And the way he kissed my cheek…” she blushed. “That’s what he does!” I interrupted, my voice rising. “He charms you, makes you feel special, then fucks you and throws you away. I’ve seen it all week, he’s had at least three different girls you’re my best friend I can’t watch him hurt you.” Zoe crossed her arms, getting defensive. “I’m not stupid, okay? I can handle myself. Maybe you’re just… a little jealous because he doesn’t look at you the same way.” Her words hit like a slap. I felt my cheeks burn with humiliation and anger. “Jealous?” I laughed bitterly. “Of that? Zoe, he body-shames me every chance he gets he looks at me like I’m disgusting. I’m not jealous I’m terrified for you. Guys like Prescott don’t change. They destroy girls like us and move on without a second thought.” Zoe was quiet for a long moment, chewing on her lip the tension in the small cabin was thick. Finally, she sighed heavily. “Okay… you’re right. I saw how he treated that other girl by the dock and the way he talks to you is awful I won’t go near him again. I promise.” I let out a relieved breath and hugged her tightly. “Thank you. I just want to protect you.” The rest of the camp dragged by in a blur of activities and forced smiles. True to her word, Zoe avoided Prescott. She stuck close to me, declined his invitations, and even changed direction when she saw him approaching. I caught him staring at us a few times his expression a mix of irritation and arrogance. He tried to approach her once more, but she brushed him off politely and stayed by my side. By the final day, the tension had settled into cold silence. When the buses arrived to take us home, I felt nothing but pure relief. As I climbed onto the bus, I glanced back one last time. Prescott stood near his fancy car, surrounded by girls saying goodbye. His eyes found mine across the lot. That familiar smug smirk appeared on his lips as he gave me a slow, mocking wave. I turned away, heart still racing with hatred. This nightmare was finally over. I would never have to see Prescott Zane again. At least… that’s what I thought.
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MY STEPBROTHER’S CURVY TEMPTATION Visible cost
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PrescottI did not wait for Marcus to make the next move.Waiting had given him the shape of a concerned friend, Mia the shape of unfinished history, and Zoe the shape of loyalty until the message logs proved otherwise. Aurora had closed one door the night before. This morning I intended to close another.I arrived before the floor filled. The forwarded note sat in a secured folder, three lines long and more expensive than Marcus had calculated.I called Hale’s office at eight. Marcus answered himself. Men who were still pretending innocence usually let an assistant take the first ring.“Prescott.” His voice was already braced. “Early for you.”“I’m pulling the joint review on the west-side logistics package. Effective today.”A pause. “On what grounds?”“A delay has been sitting on your side of the chain for nine days with no technical reason. I’m done funding the pause.”“That’s aggressive.”“No it’s not,
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AuroraCutting Zoe off did not make me feel lighter right away.It made me feel clean.There was a difference. Lightness would have meant relief without residue what I felt instead was the hard clarity of a door finally shut necessary, permanent, and still aching around the edges. By the time Prescott and I sat down in the living room that evening, the confrontation had settled into something more useful than shock.Anger. Resolve. A refusal to keep absorbing damage politely.Prescott watched me over the rim of his glass, sleeves rolled up, attention fully locked on my face. “You’re quieter than I expected.”“I’m thinking.”“About her?”“About the fact that I spent weeks handing my uncertainty to someone who was counting it.” I drew my legs up onto the couch and wrapped my hands around my knees. “I don’t want to do that anymore. Not with her or with anyone.”His eyes warmed with something fierce and approving. “Good.”
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