Semua Bab My Secret Billionaire: Claiming My Stepsister's Fiancé : Bab 1 - Bab 8

I flinched hard. “Sorry… Queen Penelope.” That made her smile. Laura snickered. “Penny, you didn’t correct her.” That’s what they called abuse—correction. But Penny surprised us both. She flipped her glossy hair over her shoulder and smirked. “I can’t ruin my soft hands on her,” she said. “I’m saving them for my man to kiss.” Laura lit up like Penny had just ended world hunger. “That’s my girl.” “When he sees these sweet, untouched hands,” Penny said, raising them like royalty, “he’ll want to lick them all day.” It was a performance. A cruel one. There was a rumor—one of the Caelum brothers had a condition. Something strange. His mouth constantly tasted bitter. Some believed it was Alek. Others said Adonis. A few whispered about the third brother, the one no one had seen. The story made half the city chase after them, hoping their kiss would be the one he could stomach. And now Penny had joined the chase. She had destroyed my uniform that morning. She ripped

Poppy’s Poppy’s POV:Only two of them had arrived, but that didn’t stop the excitement. Some of the maids looked like they were ready to faint.One was fanning herself with a folded napkin. Another casually pushed her cleavage higher, pretending not to care—but very clearly hoping someone would notice.I didn’t get it.These were the Caelum brothers everyone whispered about—the ones the maids called “the Devils.” Not because they were ugly or rude. It was because of their lifestyle. Reckless, dangerous, unapologetically bold, and covered in tattoos.Even as they walked in, those inked designs peeked from under their sleeves and collars like they couldn’t be contained.They were handsome, sure. I wasn’t blind.But they weren’t my type.I liked Lanny. My online guy. He made me laugh when no one else did. He sent sweet texts when I couldn’t sleep.He listened to me ramble about books and old music and never made me feel like I had to be someone else. He never once made me feel ashamed fo

Alanis’s POV: I should’ve walked away the second I saw her. Sitting in the grass, looking half-broken, with scraped palms and cracked glasses like some fucking storybook scene no one asked for. But I didn’t. Something about her stilled me. The way she blinked up, dazed but not afraid. Most people flinched when they saw me—hell, even my own brothers. But her? She looked at me like I was a person, not a weapon. I didn’t know why I crouched instead of kept walking. I didn’t do gentle. I didn’t do comforting strangers. I fucked and blocked. That was my language. No promises, no time wasted. And I definitely didn’t do soft-eyed girls in gardens with cracked glasses and a voice like cracked glass. “You okay?” I heard the words leave my mouth, and I almost laughed at myself. I didn’t know how to be “nice.” That was Alek’s department. Or Adonis’s, with his fake smiles and wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing charm. Everyone thought I was the dangerous one because I didn’t pretend. But the tr

Author's POV:The door slammed shut behind Alanis, and it felt like the air around Poppy changed.There was a second—just one second—of stillness.Then Penelope snapped. Her heels clicked loudly against the ground as she stormed toward Poppy, grabbing her arm with a force that made Poppy stumble forward."You little bitch," she hissed under her breath, but her grip said more than the words did. Her nails bit into Poppy's skin. “You ruined everything.”Poppy tried to pull away, but Penelope yanked her again. Her half-sister was shaking, not from fear—no, from rage.Penelope looked beautiful in her dress, perfect makeup still intact, except now her face twisted into something almost monstrous. She forced Poppy into the back seat of the car and slammed the door behind them.Laura was already seated in front, her arms crossed, and her eyes hard in the rearview mirror.The driver was at the back seat, Penny climbed in to the other side of the back seat, with Poppy between them.Poppy sat