Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bullied by my Stepbrother : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

The weekend passed in a blur of cold showers and clenched sheets.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it. His hands on me, my hands on him, the way I’d moaned like some desperate thing when he promised to let me watch him cum. And the worst part?I’d liked it.I scrubbed my skin raw in the shower this morning, but no amount of soap could wash away the memory. God, what’s wrong with me? Why did I do it? My first sexual experience is with my fucking stepbrother. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I was just looking for a fucking key, not his cum. Not his smirk. Not the way he said “Open” like I was his to command.Fuck, how did I become so clouded with his charm that I did something do outrageous.I really need to find a way to end this… and I think I have to talk about him this. About how the blackmail should stop, about how all this should come to an end.Now, sitting in class, I traced the edge of my notebook with a shaky finger. The lecture droned on, but all I heard was Noah’s

The door creaked open behind us.I froze.Noah’s grip on my wrist tightened like a silent warning. But it was too late. Two figures loomed in the doorway with their shadows stretching across the floor like spilled ink.Their eyes widened, and their hands hung in the air. A big grin plastered on one of the guys. "Noah, when did you get yourself this hot chick?"It was Noah’s teammates.The voice was rough, edged with a laugh. I turned just enough to see two of Noah’s teammates—Derek and some guy with a buzz cut—leaning against the doorframe. Derek’s gaze raked over me, lingering on the way Noah’s fingers dug into my skin.Buzz Cut whistled. "Damn. Hiding her from us?"My pulse thudded in my throat. This is bad.I pushed myself away, but Noah tightened his grip. Before I could try to wrench free again, another voice cut through the room—sweet as poisoned honey."Noah honey! Open the door!"Nikki.Derek smirked then blocked the doorway. "He’s kinda busy right now, princess.""Noah’s ne

The air in the car was thick with the scent of leather and Noah’s cologne—something dark and expensive that clung to my skin like a promise.I swallowed hard as my fingers curled around the hem of my top. Noah’s gaze burned into me, unblinking, as I pulled the fabric over my head. The cool air kissed my bare shoulders, raising goosebumps. My bra was simple—black lace, the one he’d bought me last week after the incident—but under his stare, it felt obscene."Skirt too," he ordered with his voice rough.I hesitated, then Noah let out a warning."Rosalie."My hands shook as I unbuttoned the skirt, letting it pool at my feet. Now it was just me—panties and bra—perched on my stepbrother’s lap like some twisted offering. It wasn’t the first time I’d been half-naked in front of him, but the shame still coiled hot in my stomach.Noah traced the strap of my bra with his thumb. "Good girl."Then he reached into a shopping bag and pulled out a dress. It was short, white, virginal. The fabric wh

Noah povRosalie continued to twist against me with her limbs sluggish from the Dr rink she’s been having as I pulled her towards my car. "Let—go—" She slurred.I didn’t answer. I just wrenched the door open and shoved her inside."No!" She kicked out with her heel connecting with the dashboard."I want to dance! I want—Annie—"The second her heel connected with my dashboard, I saw red.Little fucking brat.Rosalie thrashed in the passenger seat like a wild animal, that goddamn red dress riding up her thighs as she kicked. The scent of tequila and her cherry lip gloss filled my car, mixing with the leather in a way that made my jaw clench."Annie—" she slurred, reaching for the door handle like she thought I hadn't locked it the second I threw her in here.I caught her wrist mid-air and slammed it back against the seat. "Try that again," I said, with my voice low, "and I'll cuff you to the fucking gearshift."Her pupils were blown wide. The alcohol was making her stupid. “I just

Nikki’s death glare burned into my back as Noah steered me into the classroom, his grip a steel band around my arm. Every head swiveled to watch—the king and his unwilling consort making their grand entrance.Fuck.I twisted against him. "I want to go to my seat."Noah’s fingers dug deeper, pulling me toward the back corner. "We’re sitting together.""Are you out of your mind?" I hissed, keeping my voice low as the whispers crescendoed around us. "What’s with this sudden ‘we’re attached at the hip’ bullshit?"His lips grazed my ear and his voice dripped with venomous sweetness."Do as I say, or kiss Harvard goodbye."Bullshit. My nails bit into my palms. Tonight. I will end this tonight. I will break into that room."Fine," I spat, letting him shove me into the seat. "But I won’t be able to focus here.""Sit.""Fine, asshole." I folded my arms, spine rigid against the chair.Noah stretched his legs out, crowding my space. "Why haven’t you been responding to my messages?""Because a