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Silent Breakfast

Author: Spicy Candy
last update publish date: 2026-03-24 11:18:07

Rhea

I didn’t sleep all night.

I lay in the dark and stared at the ceiling and listened to the house settle around me and thought about Elowen’s face in that doorway. The way she had looked at us. The way she had turned and walked out without a single word. I kept replaying it, and every time it landed the same way, like something falling you couldn’t catch.

By the time the light started coming through the curtains, I had already given up on sleep entirely. I showered and dressed and went downs
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    JacksonI had been sitting outside in the car for eleven minutes before I went in.I knew she was in there. I had driven past twice already, slowing down enough to see through the window, and both times I had kept driving. The third time I pulled into the space across the street and sat there with the engine off and told myself I was just thinking.I wasn’t just thinking. I was stalling.The coffee shop was small and unremarkable. The kind of place that existed in every town, wooden tables and handwritten menus on chalkboards, and the smell of ground coffee reaching you before you even opened the door. Nothing about it was wrong. It was perfectly fine.That was the problem.My mother used to host dinners for forty people. She knew the name of every person who worked in every house on their street. She wore silk to Greg’s company events and laughed at the right moments and made everything look effortless because that was what she had been trained to do from the time she was old enough

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Calm After Storm

    RheaThe kitchen felt different that morning after breakfast.Not dramatically different. Just lighter somehow. Brenda was at the table with her tea and her reading glasses and a magazine she kept putting down to talk, which meant she wasn’t really reading it at all. Harold was in the sitting room with Greg. I could hear their voices moving back and forth in that unhurried way men talked when they had nowhere to be.Mum was at the sink and I picked up a cloth and started drying the dishes she was washing without being asked.We stood there together for a while without talking. Just the sound of water and the clink of plates and Brenda turning a page in the next room.“You seem happy,” I said.Mum smiled without turning around. “I am happy.”“The house feels different.”“It does.” She handed me a bowl. “Better different or worse different.”“Better,” I said. “Definitely better.”She nodded. “It takes time. Blending a family is not a small thing. People don’t talk about how long it actu

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Dinner Tension

    RheaGreg and Mum came back on Sunday evening.I heard the car pull up and stayed in my room for a few minutes before going down. I needed a moment to arrange my face into something that looked normal before I walked into whatever the evening was going to be.The house felt different with them back in it. Fuller. The particular energy that came with Greg moving through a space, taking stock of things, making sure everything was where he left it.Dinner was Harold and Brenda’s idea. They had driven up that afternoon and by the time I came downstairs Brenda was already in the kitchen with Mum and the smell of something proper and home-cooked was moving through the whole house.I set the table without being asked.Jackson came down and helped without a word. We moved around each other carefully, passing plates and glasses, not touching, not speaking, the way you navigate a space with someone when the air between you was full of things neither of you was going to say at the dinner table.

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Cornered Mouse

    RheaI texted Anthony at half past two.*Meet me at the side entrance of the humanities block. Twenty minutes.*He replied in under a minute.*You’re texting me first now? Progress.*I put my phone in my bag and walked there slowly.He was already leaning against the wall when I arrived, hands in his pockets, that familiar smile sitting on his face. He looked me over once the way he always did, like he was taking stock of something he owned.“You texted me,” he said. “I’m touched.”“Sit down Anthony.”He raised an eyebrow but pulled out the low wall beside him and sat. I stayed standing. I set my phone on the surface between us face down and looked at him.“You look serious,” he said. “What’s going on?”“I want to show you something.”I picked up my phone and opened the gallery and turned it to face him and pressed play.He leaned forward slightly with that half smile still on his face, expecting something he could use, expecting me to have made some kind of mistake he could file away

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Dirty Lecture

    RheaProfessor Silas was forty minutes into his lecture on Social Psychology and Human Behaviour, one of those broad interdisciplinary courses that pulled students from three different departments into the same hall twice a week, and I had not retained a single word he had said.I had the video on my phone—something huge on Anthony Lancaster.I had watched it twice already. Anthony and Marcus are in the back of a car fucking real good. Very hot video, I must admit. No question about what was happening or who was involved. And a second clip that made my mouth fall open when it started playing. The same man who had stood in a cafeteria and called someone a freak for being gay, had the same man choking on the fat head of his cock.The irony was almost laughable.I wanted to see his face when he realised I had it.I was practically vibrating in my seat and impatiently waiting for the class to end.Elora was beside me, head down, pen moving steadily across her notebook the way it always di

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Who Holds The Card.

    RheaI had been in the library for two hours and I was finally getting somewhere with the paper that had been sitting unfinished on my laptop for three weeks. The library was quiet the way I needed it to be. Just the sound of pages turning and keyboards and the occasional whisper from the far tables.Then Camila sat down across from me.I looked up. “No.”“Good afternoon to you too.”“Camila.” I kept my voice low. “I’m working. Go away.”“You’ll beg me to stay when you hear what I have.”“I doubt that very much.” I looked back at my screen.“It’s about Anthony.”I didn’t look up. “I’m handling Anthony.”“Are you.” She leaned forward slightly. “Because from where I’m sitting it looks like Anthony is still walking around this campus like he owns it and you are still sitting in libraries hiding from him.”“I’m not hiding. I’m working. There’s a difference.”“Rhea.” Her voice dropped lower. “I have something on him. Something that will end him. Not embarrass him. Not inconveni

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 24: The Fall

    Rhea “I think about letting you use me however you want. Every hole. Every way you can think of. Just being yours to fuck whenever the mood strikes.” I smiled at them, watching them struggle. “But you know what I realized?”Jackson took a step toward me. “What?”“You were right about something els

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 25: Jealousy and Consequences

    RheaI came downstairs already dressed for school, my bag slung over my shoulder and my face carefully composed into something resembling normal. I’d spent extra time on my makeup this morning, making sure the bite mark on my lip was as covered as possible and that the dark circles under my eyes we

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 31: Fuck Rules

    BRANDONBreaking Rhea is fun.Tying her up and watching her beg to be fucked while I smack her clit with my belt was the best fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Better than any high, better than any win on the field, better than anything I’d ever experienced.My cock has been hard as a rock for hours,

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 30: Dinner And Torment

    RHEAI stepped into the dining room, and the air hit me like a wall of ice.My body was screaming. Every step sent fresh waves of agony through my core. The soft fabric of my pajama pants brushed against my raw, swollen clit, and I had to clamp my jaw shut to keep from whimpering. I felt like I was

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