LOGINMoana Queens has two rules: stay on top, and never become her mother. She's the most brilliant girl in school, a cheerleader with a sharp tongue and sharper ambition. She's spent her whole life watching her mother fall for the wrong men who fuck and leave. Moana refuses to be that girl. But then there's Dylan Dickson. Arrogant. Cocky. A playboy who doesn't screw the same girl twice. He's also her academic rival, infuriatingly brilliant, and so goddamn sexy she can barely think straight when he's near. She hates everything he represents, yet she wants him with a hunger that keeps her awake at night. And that terrifies her. Then fate delivers the cruelest blow: Dylan is her new stepbrother. Now they're living under the same roof, and the air between them is electric. She catches him shirtless, water dripping down that perfect body. He watches her like he wants to devour her, his voice a dark promise when he warns, "Don't start what you can't finish." Every accidental touch burns. Every heated glance makes her ache. Moana wouldn't do anything to sabotage her mother's relationship, seeing her mother finally happy and stable. Dylan doesn't believe in love, his mother's betrayal destroyed that years ago and he doesn't do commitment. But denying what's between them is torture. The want is primal…. The need is consuming…. And fighting it is slowly tearing them apart. One taste they'll both be ruined One touch and there's no coming back, The stakes have never been higher, but how much longer can they pretend they don't want to fuck each other senseless.
View More✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡Dinner had been torture.Moana had sat there, pushing food around her plate, barely tasting anything. The resort's signature seafood pasta might as well have been cardboard. Every time she looked up, Dylan was watching her with those intense blue eyes that seemed to see straight through every lie she told herself.She could still taste him on her lips. Mint and sin and something that made her core clench every time she replayed the kiss in her mind.Rosaline had noticed her silence."Sweetheart, are you feeling alright?" her mother had asked, reaching across the table to touch Moana's hand with genuine concern. "You've barely eaten anything, and you've been so quiet.""I'm fine, Mom," Moana had forced a smile that felt like it might crack her face. "Just tired. Too much sun today, I think."It wasn't entirely a lie. She was exhausted. But not from the sun—from the emotional whiplash of wanting someone she shouldn't want, of betraying someone who trusted he
✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡Dylan crashed his lips on hers.For a heartbeat, Moana froze, shock rippling through her body like electricity. Her hands were still pressed against his chest, caught between pushing him away and pulling him closer.His lips were soft like she had imagined and they tasted like mint chewing gum.His mouth moved against hers, demanding, claiming, and every coherent thought in her head scattered like ash in the wind.His hand tightened on her waist, fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her flush against him. The water lapped around them, but all Moana could feel was heat…scorching, overwhelming heat radiating from everywhere their bodies touched.Dylan's other hand slid up her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake despite the warm water, until his fingers threaded into her wet hair at the nape of her neck. He gripped there, firm but not painful, angling her head exactly how he wanted it.The kiss was nothing like Kenzie's soft, sweet pecks. This was ra
✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡The Maldives sun was relentless, turning the white sand into something that shimmered like diamonds. The beach was perfect—turquoise water, palm trees swaying in the breeze, barely any other tourists in sight.Moana adjusted her black bikini top, the scarf tied around her waist doing little to hide the high-cut bottoms underneath. Rosaline looked radiant in her white two-piece, practically glowing next to Richard who couldn't seem to keep his hands off her.Dylan stood a few feet away in black shorts and a half-buttoned white linen shirt that the breeze kept catching. He looked unfairly good, and Moana hated that her body reacted to him without being touched.She hadn't spoken to him all morning.She'd woken up late, thankfully alone in the room, and she had taken her time getting ready. She'd even taken a few photos in her bikini, angled just right, and sent them to Kenzie with a flirty caption.Her little act of rebellion. Her way of proving to herself th
✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡✿ ♡♡Dylan didn't let go immediately. His body remained rigid above hers, muscles coiled tight, breathing ragged against her neck. The knock came again, more insistent this time."Moana? Sweetheart?"Moana's hands pushed at his chest. "Dylan, move."He rolled off her slowly, deliberately, like every inch of separation physically hurt. His eyes stayed locked on hers, dark and unreadable.Moana scrambled out of bed, her legs unsteady. She ran her hands over her face, trying to compose herself, then through her hair, smoothing down the mess. Her heart was still hammering against her ribs as she walked to the door and opened it just a crack.Rosaline's face came into view, soft with motherly concern. "I just thought I should check up on you before I go to bed. Are you comfortable? Everything alright?""Yes mum, we're good," Moana managed, forcing her voice to sound normal despite the chaos inside her chest."Okay, goodnight. And don't stay up late, we have fun activ






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