Mag-log inAriana went to celebrate _him_. What she got instead was betrayal — and not from just anyone. Her boyfriend chose her best friend. Hurt and furious, she did the one thing she’d never done before: she spent the night with a stranger to forget. He was dangerous, possessive, and infuriatingly unforgettable. One night was supposed to be enough to forget. It wasn’t.The next day, her mother told her they were moving in with her new husband. No choice. No time to think. Ariana told herself it couldn’t get worse. It did. The stranger from that night was standing in her new kitchen the next morning. Tall. Cold. He was her new stepbrother. Kian Mercer tried to stay away. He told himself it was a mistake, that he’d keep his distance, that she was off limits now. He didn't last long. Every glance, every accidental brush, every sharp word between them only made it worse. He hates that he wants her. She hates that she wants him back. But hate and want are dangerous things when you live under the same roof. And Kian’s not good at playing fair when it comes to what’s his.Betrayal broke her. He was supposed to be the mistake she forgot. Now he’s the obsession she can’t escape._Off Limits: My One-Night Stepbrother_ is a dark, possessive stepbrother romance with forced proximity, jealousy, secrets, and a love that refuses to let go.
view moreArianna’s POVI had to accompany Rhys to the clinic and then home. I couldn’t believe I did that to him. Kian did that to him, but I couldn’t help but blame myself for it. The whole ride there and back, all I could think about was how I’d let things get this far. How I’d smiled and danced with Rhys like it was nothing, knowing Kian was watching. Like some stupid part of me wanted to hurt him back.When I finally got home, I went straight to my room. I laid on my bed, holding my pillow tight against my chest after the most devastating day. I had planned to give Kian a piece of my mind the second I saw him, but he wasn’t anywhere to be found when I got back. I looked up at the clock. Midnight. I closed my eyes, trying to force sleep to come, when I heard footsteps behind me.“You shouldn’t have let him hold you like that.”His voice was low, but there was an edge to it. He went on, complaining, the words spilling out faster. “You knew I was there. You knew I was watching. That was to sp
Kian’s POVFour days. That was exactly how long it had been since she walked in on us in the kitchen. Each day her silence got louder, more taunting. Each day I felt like I was losing pieces of myself. There was this voice inside me screaming that I should make her listen — whether she wanted to or not — but I couldn’t do that. Not to her.And Serena wasn’t stupid. She’d put the pieces together. She walked up to my door yesterday evening and just asked, “So you guys are… you like her.” Not “how could you” or “what about me.” I didn’t even try to defend myself. I just said I didn’t know. She went with that. Told me she was sorry for what happened. I told her not to apologize — it wasn’t her fault. Then I shut it down. “Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Serena had been avoiding me since. So now I have two problems on my hands.I’d given myself a week off work, handed things over to Serena. From the reports I was getting, she was handling everything perfectly. I was about to head int
Arianna’s POVThe second the door clicked shut behind him, I walked over to the side of my bed and sank down onto the floor. I pulled my knees up tight against my chest, wrapped my arms around them, and rested my head on top, hiding my face. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. Cry? Scream? Get angry? Feel sad? Everything felt too heavy and too empty at the same time. So I just stayed there, numb and tired, staring at the dark space between my knees.I didn’t move. Not for a long time.My phone started ringing somewhere on the bed. I ignored it. It rang again. And again. On the fourth time I finally lifted my head, just enough to see the screen. Scarlett, of course.I hesitated, then reached up and answered.“Hey! Remember that bag we saw online the other day? It’s finally available at the mall and I just got here. It’s even more gorgeous in real life. You need to see it. What am I saying — you need to get one!”I tried to reply normally. “Okay.”There was a pause on her end. “Wha
**Kian’s POV** The next morning I woke up early. I decided to give myself the day — the office could manage without me for once. But I couldn’t stay in bed any longer, so I got up and headed downstairs for coffee. The halls were still quiet. I figured everyone else was still asleep. When I walked into the kitchen, Serena was already there, fiddling with the coffee maker. “Hey. Good morning, Mr. Perfect,” she said with a small smile. “Good morning. You’re up early.” “Yeah, just came to get some coffee.” I walked over and gently took the things from her hands. “Sit. I’ll make it.” She sat on the stool by the island and watched me as I turned on the machine, the low hum filling the quiet kitchen. “You look better,” I said. “I feel better too. Thanks for being there yesterday.” I nodded. For a while it stayed quiet, just the sound of the coffee brewing. She stared at me, then started talking again, voice soft. “A penny for your thoughts,” I said. “I don’t know… sometimes I still
*Ariana’s POV * It wasn’t long before Kian worked his way through the crowd and stopped in front of me. “Let’s go.” I was too tired to argue. I just nodded and followed him out without a word. He opened the passenger door for me, waited until I slid in, then shut it and walked around to
*Kian’s POV*Family. Right. Like that word meant anything to me five minutes ago. Mrs. Vivienne and Mercer were at the door, all polite smiles and low voices. No cheek kisses, no drawn-out hugs. Just the kind of goodbye adults give when there’s nothing real behind it. Mercer clapped me on the s
_Ariana's POV_The realization hit me like a slap.Kian Mercer. He was the guy from last night. The guy in the room whose shoulders I’d recognized, the guy whose voice had made my skin prickle. My stepbrother. The son and heir of Mercer, one of the richest multi-billionaires in New York. I gasped
_Ariana's POV_I had just gotten to my apartment to find my mother home after a long while, then she broke it to me and just like that, without a chance to argue, I was boarding a plane to move all the way across the city. My head was still pounding from last night, and nothing about this felt rea
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