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Roman’s Next Move
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2026-04-29 07:59:00
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My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Scarlett Finds a Clue
The ballroom was a sea of moving bodies and loud laughter. I stood by the buffet table, my heart hammering a rhythm that made my ribs ache. I felt the notebook—the one I’d swiped from the Miller woman's clutch—pressing into the skin of my waist under my dress. It was a secret weight, a heavy truth hidden in silk."You’re spacing out, Scarlett," Marcus’s voice cut through the noise. He was suddenly there, a wall of expensive wool and power. He didn't look at me; he was busy waving at a senator across the room. "The Miller woman is looking for her bag. She says she misplaced it near the powder room. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?""I don't keep track of where drunks leave their things, Marcus," I said. My pulse was a frantic bird in my throat."Watch your mouth," Marcus said. He turned his head just enough for me to see the predator in his eyes. "You’ve been acting different since the car. Quiet. Sharp. It makes me think you’re holding onto something you shouldn't be.
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Fake Calm
The ballroom was too bright. The smell of lilies was thick enough to make my throat itch. Everything looked perfect, and that’s why my skin was crawling. Marcus was standing ten feet away, laughing with a group of bankers. He looked kind. He looked like a good father. He looked like a lie."Smile, Scarlett," Marcus said as he walked over. He put a heavy arm around my shoulders. His fingers dug into my arm through the thin silk of my dress. "The Governor is coming over. Tell him how much you enjoyed the summer at the lake.""We didn't go to the lake this summer, Marcus," I whispered."I said tell him you enjoyed it," Marcus smiled. His teeth were very white. His eyes were very cold. "It’s a small detail. Don't be a difficult girl. Men hate difficult girls.""Is the lake where you keep the shovels?" I asked.Marcus laughed loudly for the people watching us. He leaned down, his mouth near my ear. "One more word like that, and I’ll have Harris take you to the car. And you won't like where
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Studio Tightens the Leash
The backstage of the West Hall smelled like floor wax and expensive perfume. I was surrounded by men in suits. Not Marcus’s guards, but the studio men. Mr. Gable, the head of Vance Studio, stood in front of me. He was short, but he held a cigar like a weapon. He looked at me like I was a car with a cracked windshield."She looks tired," Gable said. He didn't say it to me. He said it to Chloe. "The lighting on the carpet is going to catch those bags under her eyes. Fix it.""She’s been under a lot of pressure, Arthur," Chloe said. She stepped between us. "The house search, the security upgrades—""I don't care about the house," Gable snapped. He poked a finger at my chest. "I care about the twenty-million-dollar opening next month. Scarlett, look at me. Are you high? Are you on something? You look like you’re about to faint.""I'm not on anything," I said. I tried to make my voice hard. "I'm just tired of being watched.""You get paid to be watched!" Gable yelled. He turned to a man wi
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother The Wrong Kind of Attention
The limousine was a black box. I sat in the plush leather seat, my red dress bunched around my knees. Marcus sat across from me, sipping something gold from a crystal glass. He didn't look at me. He just watched the city lights through the bulletproof glass."Your mother says you were cooperative during the search today," Marcus said. His voice was a low growl over the hum of the engine."She did her job," I said. I stared at my own hands."She did my job," Marcus corrected. He set the glass down. It made a sharp clink. "Don't get it twisted, Scarlett. You are going to this gala. You are going to stand by Jax. You are going to look like the most expensive thing I own. If you twitch, Harris will be behind you. If you speak out of turn, he’ll take you to the car. Do you understand the physics of this?""I understand," I said.My phone—the new one Marcus had given me, the one that only called him and Chloe—buzzed in my small clutch bag. I pulled it out.It wasn't a call. It was a picture
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Roman’s Next Move
The red dress felt like a layer of skin I didn’t want. I sat on the edge of the bed, my back straight, knowing the cameras were counting the seconds I spent sitting still. Silas entered the room with a stack of fresh towels. He didn't look at me, but he dropped a small, heavy object into the folds of the duvet.It was a burner phone. Tiny. No screen, just three buttons."One minute," Silas whispered as he fluffed a pillow. "The guard is taking a leak. Roman is on the line. He’s different today, Scarlett. Don't argue with him. Just listen."I pressed the middle button. The speaker hissed."Scarlett," Roman’s voice was a low vibration. It wasn't the voice of the boy who had cried in the hospital. It was cold. It sounded like metal hitting stone."Roman! Are you okay?" I whispered. I kept my face turned away from the lens by the closet."Stop asking that," Roman snapped. "Being okay doesn't matter. Winning matters. I’ve stopped looking for the money Marcus stole. I’m looking at the money
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Chloe Pushes Back
The dressing room smelled like expensive hairspray and sweat. I sat in the chair while two stylists pulled at my hair. Marcus’s new cameras were right above the vanity, watching the back of my neck. Chloe stood by the door, her arms crossed. She looked like she wanted to hit someone."Out," Chloe said. It wasn't a request."We aren't finished with the extensions, Ms. Vance," the lead stylist said."I said out," Chloe snapped. She stepped into the room. She looked twice as big as the stylists. "I have to prep her for the press line. Unless you want to explain to Marcus why his daughter looks like a trembling wreck in front of the cameras, move your feet. Now."The stylists scrambled. They grabbed their combs and bolted. Chloe slammed the door—there was no lock, but she stood right in front of it, blocking the view of the guard in the hall."Look at me," Chloe commanded.I looked up. My eyes were puffy. "I can't do this, Chloe. He took the locks. He’s watching me breathe.""Shut up," Ch
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Private Fitting
The leather seats of the SUV felt like a cage that was slowly shrinking. Outside, Malibu was a blur of high-end boutiques and sparkling ocean, but inside, the air-conditioning was humming a low, steady drone that made my ears ring.I pulled my phone from my bag, my thumb hovering over the screen. I
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother A House Full of Strangers
The sun was barely a gray smudge over the Pacific when I crept out of Roman’s suite. My bare feet were silent on the cold marble, and every tiny rustle of my silk dress sounded like a gunshot in the dead quiet of the hallway. I didn't look back to see if he was still sitting in that chair by the do
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Show Off
The drive back to the Malibu estate was a suffocating exercise in silence. Harris didn’t mention the script again, and I didn't offer a single detail about the audition. I just watched the sun dip lower over the Pacific, casting long, bruised shadows across the highway. I had been an actress since
My Ex-Boyfriend is my New Step-Brother Eye in the Kitchen
The mansion was never truly silent. It hummed with the sound of the industrial AC and the faint, rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock in the foyer. I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the ghost of Roman’s arm around my waist from the motel, followed immediately by the memory
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