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The pushover

Author: Spicy Candy
last update publish date: 2026-03-20 19:14:12

Rhea

Anthony pulled up outside the house and killed the engine but didn’t unlock the doors.

I reached for the handle. “Thanks for the ride.”

“I’m coming in.”

I turned and looked at him. “No you’re not.”

“Rhea.” He said my name with that particular patience that wasn’t really patience at all. “This isn’t about what you want. You knew that when you agreed to this. I go where you go. That’s how this works.”

“Not in my house it doesn’t.”

“I want to meet the family.” He smiled. “Properly. It’
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  • 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    Broken Boundaries

    RheaThe house was quiet when Brandon and I walked in.He came around me and stood in front of me, reached out, and removed a strand of dry grass from my hair. He held it out so I could see it.“We missed this one.”“Thanks. But you should try to keep your hands to yourself, especially at home.”“Are you sure you’re okay?”He had asked that more times than I could remember.“Brandon, it’s not the first time you’ve fucked me like you wanted to kill me. If I was fine when it was you and Jackson together, taking turns with me like I was some cheap whore, why won’t I be fine with just you?”He took a slow breath. “Fine. Go shower. I’ll fix us something to eat. I’m starving.”“You don’t get it, do you?” I said it firmly so he would understand. “We are done. Stop trying to be nice to me so that you can get back into my pants.”He placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking into his eyes. “I could get into your pants right now if I wanted to. Because your mouth alway

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Fucked In The Open

    RheaHe didn’t let go immediately.I stood there with my arms at my sides and let him hold on for a moment because something about the way he was gripping me told me he needed the second. Then I stepped back.“I’m not your emotional support,” I said. “Get it together and tell me what happened.”He let out a long breath and ran both hands through his hair. He looked like someone who had been driving for hours with nowhere to go.“She’s not pregnant,” he said.I looked at him.“There was never a baby.” He said it like he was still trying to make it make sense. “She had a prosthetic. A fake belly. I found it in her bag before the scan.”I already knew. Some part of me had known from the moment Elowen showed me that tampon. But knowing and hearing it confirmed out loud were two different things.“I knew,” I said. “The first day she refused to go for a scan I knew. I just didn’t have proof.”He nodded slowly. Looked at the ground.“Are you okay?” I asked.He was quiet for a moment. “I was

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    The Garage

    JacksonThe drive into town was tense and silent.Rhea sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window like she could will herself to disappear into the passing landscape.I kept my eyes on the road, gripping the steering wheel a bit too hard. I knew something was wrong with her. I could feel she

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Unexpected Visitor

    RheaI was curled up on Elora’s couch with a blanket wrapped around me, staring at some mindless reality show I wasn’t actually watching when I heard the knock.My first thought was that she’d forgotten her keys again. She’d only left twenty minutes ago to grab ice cream from the corner store, insi

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    No Way Out

    RheaI was running late.My second class had run over by fifteen minutes, and now I was practically speed-walking across campus trying to meet Elora at the dining hall. The skirt she’d convinced me to wear this morning was riding up with every step, the fabric clinging to my hips and thighs in a

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Leaving

    RheaI came down the stairs with my bag over my shoulder.Everyone was in the living room: my mother and Greg on the couch, Grandma Brenda in the armchair with her knitting, and Grandpa Harold half-asleep in the recliner. Elowen was sprawled on the floor with her phone, while Danica curled up in

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