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41; Talk

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

42; Prove it

I walked behind him watching as his ass moved in those tights. Damn. I shook my head.Fuck Rosalie, snap out of it. What’s wrong with you? How can you still be thinking about this?The locker room hallway smelled like axle grease and regret—which, honestly, matched my life lately. Noah strode ahead with his shoulders blocking the flickering fluorescents. I stopped at the door frame, gripping it like a shield.“What are you doing?” Noah said without even turning around.“Waiting.” My voice sounded tinny, like I’d swallowed a bell.Noah finally glanced over his shoulder, all sharp angles and sharper smirk. “Come inside.”“No.”“Why?”I gestured to the sign. “‘Boys’ locker room.’ Unless you’ve got an identity crisis, I’m good.”He rolled his eyes. “Girls come in all the time.”“Yeah, to suck face against the lockers. Hard pass.”Noah turned fully now then crossed his arms against his chest. His biceps strained against his jersey sleeves. “What do you think’s gonna happen in there?”“I

43; Can’t argue

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

44; Let me see you try

I rolled my eyes then remained silent. It’s not because of his threat to punish me, it’s because I’m sick of everything. I’m sick of Noah, I’m sick of this weird relationship between us, I’m sick of it all. The more I try to run away from it, the more it gets worse. The car pulled up in front of a mansion. It screamed money. He turned off the engine, then unlocked the doors with the press of a button.He turned to look at me with a grin plastered on his face.Your dress is at the back, I’m gonna leave you to change.“Dress? So you’ve planned to kidnap me all along?”“If you see it that way, then yes.”Noah opened the door, then placed one foot out.“I’m not putting on that dress.”“You want me to put it on for you?”“I’m not putting on that dress.”“Fine, then I’ll put it on for you,” He put is foot back in the car, then locked the doors.“Get in the back.”“No.”“Get. In. The. Back.”I continued to stare at him. He gripped my wrists, then began to pull me.“Let me go.”“Okay, fine.

45; Not on my watch

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

46; You’re in big trouble

The moment Annie’s car keys jingled in her hand, Noah’s entire posture shifted. I saw the way his shoulders tensed beneath that stupid black t-shirt and the way his knuckles whitened as his hands curled into fists at his sides."Where are we going?" I asked Annie, deliberately turning my back to Noah. My voice came out too high, too forced. "You have a car?"Behind me, Noah’s voice cut through the humid night air like a blade. "Rosalie." It was a warning. A threat.I ignored him, focusing instead on the way Annie’s cherry-red nails tapped against her door handle."Are you going to drop me at home?" I asked, louder this time, just to piss him off."Rosalie!" Noah barked. His voice was sharp enough to make my spine stiffen. "You better get over here, or you won’t like the consequences."Annie’s head snapped up. "Consequences?" She let out a disbelieving laugh."Who the hell does this guy think he is?"I forced a grin even though my pulse was hammering. "Let’s just get going—" The

47; The real punishment

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

48; Murder on her mind.

My head was pounding like someone had taken a hammer to my skull. I groaned, pressing my palms against my closed eyelids. The sunlight streaming through my window felt like a personal attack.Fuck. I feel like I have been hit by a truck.I rolled over, wincing at the movement, and froze.On my nightstand was a glass of water and a single white pill.What the hell?I sat up so fast that the room spinned. Who—?Then it hit me.Annie. The bass music from the club. The hot red dress. That guy’s hands on my waist with his dick pressing against my ass as we danced. The catcalls from the guys. The tequila burning my throat as I took multiple shots.My stomach twisted.But worse—so much worse—was what came after.Noah’s grip on my wrist. His low voice in my ear. Me kissing him like I was starving for it. His fingers between my legs—"Fuck!" I buried my face in my hands.I hated him. Hated that I’d been the one to start it. Hated that my body still buzzed at the memory.I just want to stay at

49; Have nothing on him

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

50; You’re gonna wish you did

Noah’s thumb brushed my neck, then began massaging slow circles.Fuck. My bottom lip found its way between my teeth.He pulled a stool behind me with his legs spread wide to cage me between them. His hot breath hit my skin right before his mouth closed over that spot—the one that made my toes curl.Shit. I should’ve stopped him, but my body refused to move.His other hand skimmed lower, brushing my already hardened nipple. “Seems like someone needs an orgasm,” he whispered, with his fingers slipping past the waistband of my jeans, under my panties.What am I doing? I gasped, jerking away—but his grip tightened.“Sshhh.” His finger slid between my folds, and I froze. “I’m gonna make you feel good.”He sucked my neck again, fingers working my clit in ruthless strokes. A moan tore from my throat as I arched into his touch. His other hand pinched my nipple, twisting just enough to send sharp pleasure-pain radiating through me.“You’re so close… come on,” he growled in my ear.And I sha

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