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Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 70
MAYA'S POVThe next morning, the boutique was flooded with early sunlight, but I could barely keep my eyes focused on the clothes in front of me. I was arranging a rack of summer coats, my hands moving on pure muscle memory while my head remained thousands of miles away, trapped in a loop of high-resolution press photos and cold media headlines."If you check that screen one more time, Maya, I’m going to hide your purse in the back room," Riley teased, stepping up beside me with a stack of folded jeans.I snapped out of my daze, my hand instantly freezing mid-air near my coat pocket. An awkward, breathless laugh escaped my lips as I forced my fingers back to the clothing rack. “I haven't checked it that much," I lied, smoothing down the lapel of a trench coat. "I'm just expecting an important message. That's all."Riley raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she leaned her hip against the wooden table. "Right. An important message. You've looked at y
Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 69
MAYA'S POVThe sound of Killian's name instantly froze me where I stood.The delicate silk dress I had been holding slipped straight from my numb fingers, pooling onto the floorboards in a crumpled heap of soft fabric. Every protective instinct in my body screamed at me to close my eyes, to turn around, to run into the back fitting room and hide from the wall-mounted screen. Yet, my body refused to obey. I couldn't move a single muscle, my gaze completely locked onto the television playing high in the corner of the boutique.Riley noticed the sudden, drastic change in my posture and followed my terrified, wide-eyed look up to the broadcast.The news anchor’s voice boomed through the boutique’s overhead speakers, introducing Killian as the newest, most high-profile signing in European hockey history. The segment then cut directly to live footage from a massive, glittering press event hosted by his new team's primary corporate sponsors across the Atlantic.There he was.Killian was w
Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 68
MAYA'S POVThe days following Killian's brief, painful phone call were some of the darkest and hardest days I had ever lived through. Even though he had promised we would talk again properly, the cold, heavy silence returned almost immediately. Every text message I sent stayed unread, sitting there with a single gray checkmark. Every time I tried to call his number, the line was cut off before it could even ring once.I kept lying to myself every morning. I kept telling myself that he was simply busy adjusting to his new life across the ocean, that his training schedule was too tight, or that the team had strict rules about phone use. But as the days slowly turned into a full week, those excuses became harder and harder to believe. The painful truth was sitting right in front of me, but I was far too terrified to look at it.Carter noticed the drastic change in me long before anyone else in the house did. My mother assumed I was just feeling sad and disappointed about turning down
Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 67
MAYA'S POVThree days. For seventy-two agonizing hours, time ceased to exist in any meaningful way. My world shrank down to the dark rectangle of my phone screen, the crumpled two-line note resting on my nightstand, and the ghostly memory of his hands on my skin. I spent every waking minute replaying our last night together, his low growls in the dark, the way he looked into my eyes, the absolute certainty in his voice when he promised he would always choose me.None of it made sense. How could a man love you with that kind of ferocious intensity at midnight and vanish into the air before dawn?Mom knocked on my bedroom door repeatedly throughout the weekend, her face etched with growing concern every time she stepped inside. She tried to coax me out of bed, bringing trays of food I couldn't bear to touch, worried that I was spiraling into a deep depression over turning down Milan."Maya, darling, I know you're exhausted and questioning your choices," she murmured softly on the sec
Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 66
MAYA'S POVThe words barely registered before I felt the entire world tilt violently beneath my feet."The airport..." I breathed out, the phrase tasting like ash on my tongue. "No. No, that’s impossible. You're mistaken, Clara. He wouldn't... he wouldn't just leave."I stumbled backward, my heel catching on the edge of the hallway runner. My back hit the cold, paneled wall of the foyer, but I barely registered the impact. Killian couldn't have gone to the airport.Not after everything we had talked about under the moonlight. Not after the way he had held me in the dark, whispering that he’d always choose me. Not after I had given up Milan for him.Desperate to prove everyone wrong, desperate to wake up from that nightmare, I pulled out my phone with hands that were trembling so violently I could barely swipe the screen. I dialed his number again.“You’ve reached Killian. Leave a message.”I hung up and dialed instantly again. And again. And again. Every single attempt ended in the ex
Dirty Little Secret With My Stepbrother Chapter 65
MAYA'S POVI woke up slowly, stretched out under the heavy duvet as warm morning sunlight filtered softly through the sheer curtains. A lazy, contented smile spread across my face as the memories of the night before rushed back, the unhurried heat, the fierce promises whispered in the dark, and the absolute freedom of finally belonging to him without fear.Instinctively, I shifted on the mattress, reaching across the tangled sheets for Killian. My hand met nothing but cool, empty fabric.I blinked against the light, pushing myself up on one elbow and looking around the quiet bedroom. The bathroom door was cracked open, but there was no sound of running water, no shadow moving inside. At first, I didn't think much of it. Killian had always been an early riser, a habit born from years of dawn ice sessions and brutal morning conditioning. He often went for early runs around the perimeter of the estate whenever he needed to clear his head, so I assumed he was just out burning off energ
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