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30. Freaking Attention!

Author: Mmeso Writes
last update publish date: 2026-07-12 01:47:18

Elowen

My mind began to spin with a dozen furious questions. What was he even doing here?

Zephyr, from what I heard, was supposed to be a final-year student, finishing up his seniors tracks. Didn't the seniors have their own dedicated block buildings, or did their schedules randomly clash with freshers?

Was forcing me to share a kitchen, a living room, and a hallway with his lawless existence not enough forced proximity for the universe? Did he really have to track me down into the one squ
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  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   71. Established Rules

    Elowen"I... That has nothing to do with me, Knox," I stammered out, scrambling to regain my footing as I pointed the plastic pen directly at his chest. "Whatever feud or issue that's going on between both of you has absolutely nothing to do with me. And besides, I didn't even know he was your rival until recently! Don't try to change the fucking subject, asshole. I'm the one in charge here."I gave him a lethal, lingering side-eye before turning my focus back to the sheet of lined notebook paper resting on my lap.I pressed the pen down and wrote in big, bold letters.Rule Number 5: Our Living Arrangement Remains A Secret.Zephyr stared down at the crisp ink, his brow furrowing in genuine, deep-seated confusion. "Why does it have to be a secret?"I dropped the pen onto the coffee table with a clatter, folded my arms tightly over my chest, and stared at him like he was unequivocally the single dumbest human being to ever walk the surface of the planet."Are you honestly that oblivious

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   70. Don't Flatter Yourself, Knox

    Elowen I woke up to a series of sharp, metallic bangs echoing down the corridor. Rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, I tried to decipher where on earth the commotion was coming from. I turned my head, squinting through the dim morning light at the digital clock resting on my nightstand. 6:02 AM. Oh, God. I groaned, sinking my face straight back into my pillow. I usually didn't wake up until seven. Couldn't Zephyr let me have just one single hour of peace? My eyes snapped open again as my ears caught the lack of giggling, high heels, or muffled music. This wasn't his usual loud routine when he dragged girls back from a bar. The noise was coming directly from the kitchen. What is that guy up to? I wondered, my chest tightening. I didn't want to care. After the explosive slap I handed him last night and the fierce, bitter kiss that preceded it, I was still completely furious with him. But a few seconds later, a strong, acrid aroma of burnt food wafted ben

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   69. Kiss Filled With Rage!

    Divina"Not yet," I replied, my hands trembling slightly as I gripped the edge of the sofa. "Why are you here?" "You didn't sound like you were paying a damn bit of attention to me on the phone," Zephyr growled, dragging a hand through his dark, messy hair. "So I had no choice but to rush back." "If you won't give me a single valid reason why you want me to stay away from Derrick, how do you expect me to listen to a word you say?" I demanded, taking a sharp step toward him. He shoved both hands through his hair in pure, suffocating frustration, letting out a sharp breath. Ding-dong. The chime echoed loudly through the living room. Before I could even move a muscle, Zephyr practically leaped across the hardwood, beating me to the entry and yanking the front door open. Derrick stood on the porch, holding my denim jacket in one hand. The instant his eyes locked onto Zephyr, the color completely drained from his face. "What are you doing here? She explicitly told me you weren't with

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   68. Did The Motherfucker Show Up?

    Elowen We were back in the apartment, and the familiar quiet of our place felt like a breath of fresh air after the heavy, suffocating air of the Knox family mansion. Thankfully, I had nowhere to go so early that evening, I’d curled up on the living room couch with a paperback book, finally relaxing into the calm. Hearing footsteps on the stairs, I looked up as Zephyr walked downstairs. Instinctively before I could even stop my actions, my spine straightened, and my hands rushed to fix my wrinkled sweater and smooth down my jeans. Before I even turned to face him, the warm scent of his woodsy cologne drifted across the living room—a subtle, hit of cedar, smoke and spice that instantly sent my heart into a nervous rhythm. When I finally peeked at him, my breath hitched in my throat. He wore dark, slim-fitting trousers and a deep maroon button-down shirt with the sleeves carelessly rolled up to his forearms. His dark hair was styled into a messy, effortless look that somehow

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   67. Morning Coffee

    Elowen By the time I finally woke up the next morning, the house was eerily silent. Mirabelle and my father had already packed up and left for an overnight trip across the state. I found a short note written in my father's neat handwriting resting on the marble kitchen island: > Mirabelle surprised me early this morning with a last-minute getaway for my birthday. She already had the bags packed before I even woke up! I didn't want to disturb your sleep. We'll be back late Tuesday evening. There's plenty of food in the fridge for you and Zephyr. Call me if you need anything. Love you, baby. > How ridiculously convenient. I was certain Mirabelle had orchestrated the entire sudden trip just to avoid facing the wreckage of what had happened last night. Not that she cared. Irritation flaring inside me, I picked up my phone and immediately typed out a reply: Me: Have a nice trip, but the second you get back, we need to have a real talk about what’s going on between mother and son

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    ElowenI waited all morning and afternoon for Zephyr, but he never came home. The silence inside the estate stretched long and suffocating. As the hours bled into evening, a heavy, knotting dread settled deep in my stomach, making it impossible to focus on anything. Sleep was a distant, unreachable memory. Finally, right around midnight, the faint sound of heavy, uneven footsteps echoed down the grand corridor. A second later, the brass doorknob to Zephyr’s room clicked and slowly turned. At least he was home. I sighed. Not even a minute passed before I heard his door slam wide open against the wall with a thunderous crash. "What the fuck, Zephyr? You reek of alcohol," Mirabelle’s harsh, sharp voice barked down the hall. My heart shot straight into my throat. I threw my blankets aside, sprang out of bed, and pressed my ear firmly against my room door. "Hey, mama..." Zephyr’s voice slurred heavily, raspy and thick with liquor. "Don't dare call me that! Ha, you just continue t

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    Zephyr In spite of my best intentions to avoid adhering to my mother, here I was in her fucking car on our way to meeting my “new family.” “You could at least try not to look like a fucking criminal for one day.” My mother’s voice sliced through the car like broken glass. I kept my eyes on

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    ElowenI didn’t even have the luxury to react before his hot mouth came down on mine. My eyes widened. How did things get to this point?In the next second, my back was pressed against the cold wall as his tall, muscular frame trapped me.I tried to push him away, but his grip on my neck tightened.

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   1. A Jerk in the Party

    There are exactly three things a girl expects to find when she accidentally opens the wrong bedroom door at a graduation party. A sleeping drunk. A couple making out. Or a bathroom. What she does not expect to find is a half-dressed stranger staring back at her after she’s interrupted his m

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