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Chapter 42

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Roman’s POV

Her body was soft under mine, trembling, warm despite the cold rain still clinging to my skin.

She wasn’t pushing me away.

She wasn’t saying no.

She was looking at me like I still mattered like I wasn’t too late.

Her hands slipped beneath my soaked shirt, fingers brushing over my ribs like she was memorizing what heartbreak felt like.

“You’re wet,” she whispered against my mouth, her voice barely there. As she touched my clothes

My skin.

“You make me that way,” I smirked, trying to lighten it but my voice cracked halfway through.

Because this wasn’t just lust anymore.

It never fucking was.

“I thought I lost you,” I admitted, pressing my forehead to hers.

“You almost did,” she whispered.

Her confession punched the air out of my lungs.

I slid my hands up her thighs, parting them slowly, like I needed to feel her again just to believe she was still mine. Her back arched. Her breath hitched.

“You were touching yourself when I came,” I murmured, dragging my mouth along her nec
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  • STEP CLOSER, MY STEP BROTHER    Chapter 89

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  • STEP CLOSER, MY STEP BROTHER    Chapter 86

    Roman's POV.Sunlight leaked in through the curtains. Soft. Warm. Peaceful.It didn’t belong here.Not in this apartment.Not in this moment.Not when everything inside me still felt like broken glass.I stood by the kitchen counter, nursing a black coffee I didn’t even want. I just needed something bitter in my mouth that wasn’t her name.She hadn’t come out of the guest room.I didn’t knock.I didn’t need to.She came out eventually barefoot, hair messy, eyes swollen. That oversized hoodie swallowed her small frame. Mine. She still wore mine.She paused when she saw me, like she wasn’t sure if she was allowed to breathe in the same room.I didn’t say anything. Just looked at her.“Roman…” Her voice was soft. Apologetic.I gestured toward the chair across from me. “Sit.”She did. Slowly. Carefully. Like I might snap if she moved too fast.Good. Let her be nervous. Let her feel everything I was holding back.“I’ve been thinking,” I said, tone calm, but cold enough to make her flinch.

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