LOGINThe rest of the afternoon passed in thick silence. Sarah barely spoke, her eyes flicking between Mia and Ethan more often than necessary. She smiled when Jake finally got home, but the smile never reached her eyes. By evening, the tension in the house felt like a wire pulled too tight.
After dinner, Jake stretched and grinned at the group. “Lila’s been dying to check out that new rooftop bar downtown. Sarah, you in? We can make it a double date thing.”Sarah noddedMia didn’t sleep. By morning, the house felt like a tomb.She came downstairs to find Jake already in the kitchen, making coffee with stiff, mechanical movements. His knuckles were bruised from the punches he’d thrown last night. He didn’t look at her when she entered. She didn’t speak either. The silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating—two siblings who used to tease each other mercilessly now acting like strangers in their own home.Mia opened the fridge, grabbed the orange juice, and poured herself a glass. The clink of the bottle against the counter was the only sound. Jake kept his back turned, scrolling through his phone.She couldn’t take it anymore.“Where’s my phone?” she asked, voice flat but edged with steel.Jake didn’t turn around. “I have it.”Mia’s grip tightened on the glass. “Give it back.”“No.”The single word hung in the air like a challenge. Mia set the glass down harder than necessary. “Jake, I’m not asking. Give me my phone.”He finally faced her, e
Mia stayed curled on the floor of her room for what felt like hours, the sheet still tangled around her naked body like a pathetic shield. The house had gone deathly quiet after the front door slammed, but the chaos still roared inside her head—Jake’s furious roar, Sarah’s broken scream, the sickening crack of fist meeting flesh, Ethan’s bloodied face.Tears came in waves, hot and unstoppable. She pressed her forehead to the carpet, sobs wracking her chest until her throat burned raw. This wasn’t the thrill of stolen kisses or the rush of making Ethan lose control anymore. This was real destruction. Sarah’s tear-streaked face flashed behind her eyelids, the way her voice had cracked when she said “I loved you.” Jake’s eyes—full of betrayal and disappointment instead of the protective warmth she’d always known. And Ethan… God, Ethan looking at her like he was drowning right before Jake shoved him out.“I’m sorry,” she whispered into the empty room, voice hoarse. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
The room was a storm of noise and fury.Jake’s second punch connected with Ethan’s cheek, sending him crashing into the wall again. Blood smeared across Ethan’s lip as he slid down, stunned. “Jake—stop! Just listen—”“Listen?!” Jake’s voice thundered, veins bulging in his neck. He grabbed Ethan by the collar of his half-on shorts and yanked him upright, slamming him back against the wall hard enough to rattle the picture frames. “You’ve been lying to my face for weeks! Fucking my little sister in my house while I trusted you to watch out for her! You’re supposed to be my brother!”Sarah’s sobs turned into guttural, broken wails. She clutched the doorframe like her legs might give out, mascara streaking down her cheeks in black rivers. “I can’t breathe,” she choked out, voice cracking. “I saw you inside her, Ethan. I saw your hands on her like she was yours. After everything I did for you—after I wore that lingerie last night and you couldn’t even look at m
The rest of the afternoon passed in thick silence. Sarah barely spoke, her eyes flicking between Mia and Ethan more often than necessary. She smiled when Jake finally got home, but the smile never reached her eyes. By evening, the tension in the house felt like a wire pulled too tight.After dinner, Jake stretched and grinned at the group. “Lila’s been dying to check out that new rooftop bar downtown. Sarah, you in? We can make it a double date thing.”Sarah nodded quickly, standing up. “Yeah. Sounds good. I need to get out of here for a bit.”Ethan leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll pass tonight, man. Got some work emails I need to catch up on. You guys go have fun.”Mia took her cue, keeping her voice casual. “I was actually planning to visit a friend from school. She’s been texting me all day. I’ll probably head out soon too.”Jake shrugged, grabbing his keys. “Cool. Don’t wait up if
Mia stood frozen in the hallway, the echo of Sarah’s hurried footsteps still ringing in her ears. Those tears… raw, quiet, the kind that came from someone who knew she was losing something precious. For the first time, a cold sliver of guilt lodged in her chest. Sarah wasn’t a villain. She was just the girl who loved the man Mia had wanted for years. But the guilt didn’t last. It melted under the memory of Ethan’s cock buried deep inside her barely an hour ago, the way he’d growled her name like a prayer and a curse. Her phone buzzed in her hand. She typed before she could think better of it. Mia: She looked broken because of us. Does knowing that make you as hard as it makes me wet? She hit send and slipped upstairs, heart hammering. In his room, Ethan’s phone lit up on the nightstand. Sarah was in the bathroom. He snatched it, read the message, and his jaw clenched so tight it ached. His cock twitched traitorously against his shorts. Ethan: Delete that. Now. We’re done
The next morning, Sarah waited until they were alone in Ethan’s room before she closed the door softly behind her and leaned against it, arms crossed. Ethan was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling on a clean t-shirt. He could feel her eyes on him before she even spoke.“Babe,” she said quietly, “why have you been so distant?”Ethan froze for half a second, then continued dressing. “I’m not distant.”“You are.” Sarah’s voice was calm, but there was hurt underneath. “You barely touched me last night. You’ve been giving one-word answers for days. You look at me like you’re somewhere else. Did I do something wrong?”He stood up, rubbing the back of his neck. The guilt was a living thing now, heavy in his chest. “No. You didn’t do anything. I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”“Like what?” She stepped closer, searching his face. “Talk to me. We used to tell each other everything.”Ethan forced a smile that felt like glass. “It’s nothing serious. Just… family stuff. Jake’s parents being gon
The next morning, Ethan woke up with a knot in his stomach that wouldn’t loosen.He avoided Mia like she was fire.He left the house early with Jake to run errands, stayed outside fixing the pool filter for hours, and when he finally came inside, he made sure Sarah was always nearby. Every time Mia
The drive home was quiet except for the low hum of the engine and their uneven breathing. The truck smelled like her… sweet, warm, and dangerous. Ethan’s hands stayed locked on the wheel, knuckles white, while Mia sat with her seat back in its normal position, the white sundress smoothed down as be
Ethan’s truck rumbled to life in the driveway just after seven. The evening sky had turned a deep orange, streetlights flickering on one by one. Mia climbed into the passenger seat without a word, the skimpy white sundress riding high on her thighs as she settled in. The thin fabri
Ethan’s shoulders tensed against the doorframe. The biology textbook in Mia’s hands suddenly felt like a weapon she was wielding against him. He could still taste her from yesterday, still feel the ghost of her body grinding against his cock on the porch. Now she stood there, calm and challenging







