All Chapters of The Rising Temperature between Me and My “Step-brother”: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

In the darkness, the car pulled into a luxury villa halfway up the mountainside.Zara stepped out carrying large and small shopping bags filled with flower wreaths and artisanal sauces that Wendy had bought for her from local residents.Asher got out from the driver's seat and retrieved Zara's luggage from the trunk."Wendy," Asher tapped on the car window, "I'll take her inside and say hello to my uncle and the others. Wait for me—about ten minutes.""Okay," Wendy nodded at Asher but was quickly distracted by Zara, who rushed over.Zara pressed her phone screen against the window, "This is my Instagram account. Follow me and interact with me, okay?!"The scene resembled a crazed fan and a celebrity sitting in the car, while the burly bodyguard played his part perfectly, holding Zara back with one hand and pushing her suitcase toward the entrance with the other.As they waited for someone to answer the doorbell, Asher crossed his arms and watched Zara angrily smooth her clothes, a fli

That afternoon while strolling through the market with Zara, although she wasn’t trying to win her over, the thought that Zara was a few years younger naturally made her feel like an older sister who needed to take care of her.It wasn’t intentional, but once that sense of responsibility kicked in, it became exhausting.She didn’t want to feel so tired.Wendy buried her head in Asher’s chest and nuzzled against him. Only with him.When she was with him, she didn’t have to worry about anything.There were so many things she wouldn’t complain about to her parents, but she could tell him everything, act spoiled without conditions—he would always comfort her anyway.Only in front of Asher was she completely, wholly, the most genuine Wendy Wu.The new week began. On Monday, Asher texted Wendy asking if she wanted to watch his away game on Saturday. If she did, he would take care of the tickets and transportation.Wendy agreed to go. Saturday was her birthday, and she wanted to spend it with

After the match ended, Zara acted according to Asher's arrangement to take Wendy out for dinner."Blake, let's head out now... Blake?"Turning around, Zara noticed Blake was staring at Wendy. She leaned closer to her brother and said, "You said you were curious about what kind of person Wendy is, but you've been looking at her way too many times, haven't you?""Have I?" Blake frowned, unaware of it himself.Zara nodded: "Several times when I wanted to talk to Wendy, you were also looking at her. What do you think?"Blake explained: "I just wanted to ensure her safety, to prevent any overzealous fans from harming her.""You'd better mean that." Zara glanced at her phone. "Hey, we should get going."Dinner was at a French restaurant highly recommended by Zara, but Blake didn’t seem very familiar with the place. They spent forty minutes wandering around the streets before finally finding it.Another odd thing was that the restaurant had no other customers.The three of them took their se

Unfortunately, Wendy had overlooked one thing: her boyfriend’s large hands—those thick, long fingers that could grip a football firmly and throw a punch that could hurt badly—were utterly clumsy when it came to women’s delicate jewelry.Trying to undo the tiny clasp was truly a challenge for Asher.He struggled for a full two minutes just to open it.He was still trying, still putting in the effort.Wendy grew tired of waiting and simply sat down on Asher’s open lap. He had showered after the game and changed into a formal shirt and suit pants for the birthday occasion—a temptation she had always found hardest to resist.Seeing Asher’s serious expression, Wendy didn’t offer to help. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers gently teasing open the collar of his black shirt, revealing a broad expanse of powerful muscle. Mmm, all hers.She wanted to touch, to knead, to kiss—to

Asher chuckled, his tall figure leaning casually against the doorframe, arms crossed as he looked playfully at the shy girl. "Can't wait?"Wendy bit her lip and nodded, "...Mhm."She just so badly wanted to get intimate with him."What's the rush?" Asher lifted his eyelids lazily, "We have the whole night."Wendy's heart skipped a beat—the whole night...Tonight, she wasn’t leaving this room.Without suitable sleepwear, after her shower, Wendy slipped into one of Asher’s high school T-shirts. The hem was long enough to cover half of her fair thighs.When she returned to the room, Asher wasn’t wearing a shirt but had pulled on a pair of pants. He was by the window, talking on the phone."I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon... Yeah, got it. I’ll treat the whole team to late-night snacks on Monday."It was clearly a call from the team, most likely from either Neil or Dustin.Wendy tiptoed past,