บททั้งหมดของ My Hot Step Brother Wants Me: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

HASANDAYS LATERI fucked up.The second the words left my mouth, I knew it. I saw it in the way Tatiana froze, the way the color drained from her face like I had sucked the life out of her with nothing but my cruel words. But it was too late. The damage had already been done.Since she left the infirmary, she hasn’t shot me a single glance. Five days. Five whole fucking days, and I’m close to losing my mind without hearing her voice or seeing her roll her eyes at me in annoyance.Now, standing outside her room, my chest feels like it’s caving in. My fists clench at my sides, but I don’t even know who I’m angry at anymore—her, myself, or the entire fucked-up situation I created with my own damn hands.I replay the moment in my head like a torture reel, every syllable echoing back at me, sharper, crueler, heavier."Says the slut who sneaks into my room every night and masturbates on my desk… the nasty little cunt who let me finger her in detention… the whore who sucked off her best fri

The moment our coach informed us that we would be joining the football team for a retreat, worse yet, that we would be accompanied by Miss Treton, I half-debated faking an illness. I mean, she gets a free ride for four days of misery, leaving us stuck with a whack-ass bitch? I think I deserved one too.Don’t even get me started on the fact that we’re "tagging along with the boys." What the hell does that even mean?But I knew better than to skip out. As cheer captain, it’s my duty to lead by example. If I made excuses, others would either follow suit, or unsolicited opinions would linger in the air.Despite my reluctance, I spent a lot of time packing. Again, against my will. Emily had slept over last night and had been on my neck about choosing the “right outfit” to look good in since he would be joining us.Actually, that was the only thing I was looking forward to. Not looking good for Dave, but finally apologizing to him. After all, I was the reason his face got deformed. Mrs. Wil

HasanFuck me sideways.I hear Taty murmur under her breath, clearly displeased at the sight of me. But I don’t let it get in the way of my mission. Instead, I give her my signature smirk, the one I know makes her boil with seething rage. Only this time, it doesn’t get me the reaction I wanted.Tatiana steps out of my embrace, using her suitcase to kick my kneecap before walking past me. I barely have time to cry out in pain when I hear Miss Treton call my name. And suddenly, I understand Taty’s frustrations.“Is there anything I can help you with, Hasan?” Miss Treton smiles widely at me, giving no hint of whether anything went down between her and Taty. But something tells me there’s history there. She clearly can’t stand her.“Yes, actually. Coach asked that you have the girls ready for the first activity,” I state.“Ah, yes, of course. Thank you, Hasan,” she says.I hate the way she slurs my name, like she’s tasting it.I don’t wait for her to say anything else. Quickly closing the

My heart pounded as the elevator dinged and the doors slid open, revealing a large, open-air terrace with a small, beautiful garden. I stepped out, my palms sweaty and my nerves so evident they made my legs tremble.The night air softly kissed my skin with each step I took. A large pool came into view, reflecting the glowing moon hanging overhead in the night sky. I managed to walk along the edge of the pool without tripping, despite how nervous I was. From where I stood, the flowers in the garden swayed quietly, filling the air with a soft, heavenly scent.“Hasan?” I called out lovingly, warmth blooming through me. My shoulders relaxed in relief, a smile curling at the corners of my mouth. Hasan had been right to ask me to trust him. The terrace was magical.“Hasan?” I called again when no response came. The relief and joy I’d felt slowly began to fade, replaced by the creeping fear that he’d tricked me again.“I should never have trusted you,” I muttered under my breath once it beca

HasanLiar. Liar. Fucking liar.I repeated the words like a mantra, each syllable clawing at my insides until I was on the verge of blacking out—spiraling into a dark hole I wasn’t planning to crawl out of alone. If I go down, I’m dragging a trail of bodies with me.Taty lied to me.She looked me dead in the eye—after promising to give us a real chance—and lied. Without flinching. Without blinking. She told me to go with the flow, fed me sweet-sounding bullshit like it wasn’t going to choke me later. But that’s all it was. Bullshit. Carefully coated lies from a nasty little cunt who never had any intention of giving us a chance.She just wanted to get rid of me.But she won’t get away with it. She won’t promise me forever just to turn around and leave me high and dry like I meant nothing.One thing is certain—she’s going to fucking pay.With her life… and her cunt."