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Chapter 40; Two weeks

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TRISTAN

I was at the address of a public parking structure on the edge of the industrial district. Three levels up, north-east corner, no cameras with a clear angle. I had checked twice on the way.

I killed the engine and sat for a minute with my hands on the wheel. Years of chasing ghosts had taught me that meetings like this rarely ended clean. Still, the message had been specific enough to get me out of bed and across the city before sunrise. Information on my sister’s killers. The one thing
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  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 42; Instinct

    EMMAOliver had to go into the office early to handle something that couldn’t wait, so I drove to my house alone.The closer I got, the tighter my hands became on the steering wheel. Part of me wanted to turn around and stay in the safety of his place a little longer. The stronger part needed to walk through my own front door and prove the space was still mine. When I parked and killed the engine I sat for a full minute before I made myself get out.The key turned easily. I pushed the door open and stepped inside.New furniture sat in neat cardboard boxes stacked against the walls.The worst of the destruction had already been cleared by the delivery team, but the air still carried a faint sharpness, like the memory of what had been done here. On top of the largest box, right where I would see it first, lay a folded piece of paper with my name written in Oliver’s handwriting.I picked it up and opened it.My voice sounded small in the quiet house as I read the words out loud.“Emma,I

  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 41; A real date

    EMMAWaking up to the solid warmth of Oliver’s chest against my back and the sound of his breathing was something I could get used to. For a few seconds I stayed completely still, letting the unfamiliar safety of it settle. There was no penthouse. No ghosts reaching for me in the dark. Just a quiet bedroom, soft sheets, and a man who had not asked me for anything I wasn’t ready to give. His arm was draped loosely over my waist. When I shifted he made a low sound and pressed a sleepy kiss to the back of my shoulder.“Morning,” he murmured.“Morning.”He didn’t try to pull me closer or turn the moment into something heavier. He simply asked if I wanted coffee and told me to take my time. The domestic ease of it almost undid me. I showered, borrowed another of his shirts, and found him in the kitchen already pouring two mugs. We moved around each other without awkwardness passing the milk, arguing lightly over whether the toast was too dark, talking about nothing important. It felt lik

  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 40; Two weeks

    TRISTANI was at the address of a public parking structure on the edge of the industrial district. Three levels up, north-east corner, no cameras with a clear angle. I had checked twice on the way.I killed the engine and sat for a minute with my hands on the wheel. Years of chasing ghosts had taught me that meetings like this rarely ended clean. Still, the message had been specific enough to get me out of bed and across the city before sunrise. Information on my sister’s killers. The one thing I had wanted longer than anything else.I took the stairs.A man waited where the concrete opened to the sky. He was of average height, dark jacket, baseball cap pulled low. No visible backup, but that didn’t mean none existed. He didn’t offer a name. I didn’t ask for one.“You came alone,” he said. Not a question.“That was the deal.”He studied me for a second, then nodded toward the concrete barrier. “Walk.”We stopped at the edge of the structure where the wind cut sharper. Below us the ear

  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 39; Emma

    OLIVEREmma.The name sounds so good now that I have said it out loud. Better than Elena ever did. Looking back, the odd way she flinched or went quiet whenever someone called her Elena should have told me sooner. The name never suited her. It sat on her like something borrowed. Emma just fits. I catch myself smiling as I drive, repeating her under my breath like an idiot. Emma. The road is still half-empty this early, which means I have time. When I pass the little flower shop on the corner I pull over without talking myself out of it and get some white and soft pink roses, nothing loud, and the large coffee she always drinks when the morning looks heavy. I sat both on the passenger seat and kept going, till I arrived at the office. The office is already moving when the elevator doors open. My eyes find her desk the way they always do. There she is, but something is off. Her shoulders are curled in. She stares at the screen without really seeing it. Even from across the room the

  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 38; Half truth

    EMMA/ELENAI wake to a strange heat against my back and an unfamiliar bed beneath me.For a split second the weight of an arm around my waist and the quiet of a large bedroom make me think I am still at the penthouse, that the last months never happened, that I only have to turn and find one of them there. Then a low groan sounds behind me and Oliver’s voice, rough with sleep, murmurs, “Good morning mama,” against my cheek before he presses a soft kiss there.Reality returns in a rush. I go tense in his arms.He feels it immediately and tightens his hold just enough to be reassuring instead of trapping.“You don’t have to panic, Elena,” he says quietly. “You’re safe.”The tension leaks out of me slowly. I let myself rest against him for another moment while he brushes more light kisses across my cheek and temple. Then he rolls away and sits up, running a hand through his hair.“Come down for breakfast when you’re ready. No rush.”I watch him leave the room before I sit up myself. In t

  • My stepbrother and his friends want me    Chapter 37; Taking what I want.

    EMMA/ELENAWe’re still locked in a stare with my breath being the only thing I can hear and my heart pounding in my chest.Oliver leans forward slowly, giving me every chance to pull away. When I don’t, he kisses me. The kiss is gentle and sweet, nothing like the claiming heat I am used to. It asks instead of takes. A soft whimper leaves my throat. He answers by pulling me closer, lifting me until I am straddling his lap and I can feel him hard and heavy beneath me, the thick length of him pressing right against the damp fabric of my panties. My nipples are already tight, pushing against the thin shirt and into his chest as the kiss deepens, still slow, still careful, but full of something that makes my stomach flip.Heat spreads through my body rapidly and before I know it, I’m rocking forward into him trying to get more friction. A low groan rumbles out of him. His hands settle on my waist, fingers flexing.“Fuck, Elena,” he breathes against my mouth. “You’re killing me.”The name

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