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Eighteen
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2026-08-29 01:51:23
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My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 47
Jennifer’s POVThe word slammed into me like a slap across the face, cold and suffocating. Stray.My hands clenched into tight fists inside my dark trousers, my nails digging into my palms until the sharp pain grounded me. I stood frozen on the hardwood floor, every nerve ending in my body on fire as I looked at Victoria’s manicured hand resting casually over Marcus’s chest—the exact place where my own fingers had been tangled just hours ago in the airplane bathroom.I expected Marcus to pull back. I expected him to snap at her with that same sharp, lethal bite he used on everyone else. He didn't. He stood there, broad and unyielding in his black turtleneck, his face a smooth, impenetrable slate. He didn't push her hand away. He didn't step back. He just turned his cool gray gaze down to her, his tone shifting into that effortless, high-society polish I hated more than anything."Victoria," Marcus said smoothly, his voice completely devoid of the raw, dangerous heat that had been v
My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 46
Jennifer’s POVThe silence in the dining hall was absolute, so heavy and brittle that even the soft ticking of the grand clock near the hearth sounded like a hammer striking iron. David’s jaw was set so hard I could see the thick muscle pulsing beneath his skin. His face flushed a dark, dangerous red as he stared across the white linen table at his son. For years, David Vance had governed his world through absolute compliance—demanding it from my mother, forcing it onto the press, and trying desperately to chain me into his picture-perfect narrative. But Marcus didn't budge an inch. He sat back in his chair, his broad shoulders squared against the dark wood, his cold gray eyes locked onto his father’s with an unyielding arrogance that completely outmatched David’s authority. "You're becoming a problem, Marcus," David said, his voice dropping into a raspy, toxic whisper that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. "A very expensive, very disruptive problem.""Then stop trying
My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 45
Jennifer’s POVThe click of the lock sounded like the closing of a trap. I stayed pressed against the wood long after his footsteps vanished down the burgundy carpet. My hands were shaking so hard I couldn't even drop them to my sides. My chest felt hollow, yet every nerve ending was screaming, raw and overexposed. He was losing his mind. The words echoed through the quiet of the grand guest room, competing with the soft, rhythmic pops of the fireplace hearth. Marcus Vance—the man who moved through corporate boardrooms and underground clubs like an untouchable predator—was unraveling. And the worst part, the most terrifyingly tragic part, was that I was unraveling right along with him.I forced my legs to move, dragging myself across the heavy rug toward the glass balcony doors. I pulled open the heavy velvet drapes just an inch, looking out into the pitch-black Aspen night. Fresh snow was beginning to fall, dusting the dark pines in brilliant white. From right next door, a pale y
My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 44
Jennifer’s POV Every single drop of blood in my body went completely ice-cold. The sound of my mother's voice echoing through the thick oak door felt like a bucket of freezing water thrown straight over my burning skin. I sat completely paralyzed beneath Marcus, my hands still trapped above my head in his heavy grip, my chest heaving up and down so fast I thought my lungs were going to burst right open. "Jennifer?" Mom’s voice came again, accompanied by a soft, hesitant double knock. "Are you asleep already?" Marcus didn't move. He stayed hovering right over me, his broad chest pressed flush against mine, every single muscle in his shoulders carved from granite. His dark gray eyes were wide, blown out with dark hunger and adrenaline, staring straight down into mine. His breath was hot and ragged against my neck, his long fingers still hooked tightly into the side of my panties underneath my silk dress. If she turned that handle... if David walked up the stairs behind her
My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 43
Jennifer’s POVThe touch under the table was a slow, agonizing burn that scorched right through my veins.My breath hitched in my throat, catching so hard I almost choked on the tiny sip of red wine I had just taken. Across the table, David was still engrossed in a deep conversation with Mr. Sterling about commercial real estate acquisitions, completely blind to the fact that his son’s broad, warm hand was slowly tracing a path of pure fire up the inside of my bare thigh.I squeezed my eyes shut for a fraction of a second, my fingers gripping the linen napkin in my lap so tightly that my nails bit into my palms. My heart was hammering a violent, chaotic rhythm against my ribs. I tried to press my knees together, to block his long fingers from moving any higher, but Marcus’s thigh was an immovable wall of solid muscle wedged firmly against mine."Marcus," I choked out under my breath again, turning my head toward him just enough to whisper through a rigid, fake smile. "If you don’t mov
My Stepbrother’s Masked Obsession 42
Jennifer’s POVThe quiet in my room was suffocating, broken only by the crackle of the fireplace in the corner and the muffled sound of footsteps pacing right on the other side of the adjoining wall.I stood in front of the vanity mirror, trying to smooth down the heavy knit sweater I had thrown on for dinner. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Every time I looked at my reflection, all I could see was the swollen curve of my bottom lip and the faint, lingering flush on my neck.'It meant nothing. It was a mistake, and it won't happen again.'His words echoed in my mind over and over again, every repetition making my blood boil with a mixture of rage and humiliation. If it meant nothing, why was he pacing like an animal trapped in a cage right next door? If it was such a stupid mistake, why was his heart hammering out of control against my chest when he had me pinned against that sink?He was a liar. A ruthless, hypocritical liar who wanted to exert total control over me while pretending
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