All Chapters of STEPBROTHERS WITH BENEFITS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Strip,” he ordered. I obediently followed his command, no longer protesting. He wants sex? Fine! My hands trembled with excitement as I unbuttoned my shirt, but I didn’t show it. I let it drop to the floor. Then, I proceeded to remove my pants and briefs. I stood before him completely naked. He scanned my body as if it were his first time seeing me like this. His eyes were filled with lust and fire. It seemed like he wanted to ravish me right then and there. He grabbed a leather belt from the bedside table and pointed to the bed. “I’m thinking about something different tonight, so that my five-day leave from work won’t go to waste just to fulfill your favor… Kneel on the edge of the bed,” he ordered. “What?!” I exclaimed in surprise. “I want to try rough sex with you tonight,” he said bluntly. “I’ve been fantasizing about it.” My mouth fell open at his words. Despite wanting to hide that I was being turned on by his words, I couldn’t help it when my erect length was now clear

That’s when I realized why she reacted that way. They probably thought I wanted to watch the sex video. “It’s not what you think, okay? There’s just something I need to confirm,” I said, defending myself. She gaped for a second, then nodded. “Oh, I thought it was something else.” “Can’t blame you if you did want to see it, Noah,” Ricky chimed in with a laugh. “I haven’t watched it myself, but people online are saying they look insanely hot in bed. Hope I’m next in line.” “You’re an idiot, Ricky! That wouldn’t even work for your ass,” Aya joked, laughing. Even the hairstylist and makeup artist joined in on the laughter. The room went dead silent the moment I hit play. The sound of moaning and panting filled the space. The video was dark because the lights were off, and the only illumination came from the moonlight seeping through the window, just enough to show Clarisse’s face. The guy’s face was blurry, but I knew it wasn’t me. Once I was sure, I paused the video. I faked a cough

I felt like a bomb had gone off in my chest. I don’t know if I want to punch him again or laugh at how absurd everything has become. Kayden crossed his arms and leaned back in his swivel chair. “She touched what’s mine.” My brows furrowed at his words. “What the fuck, Kayden? I am not yours. And even if I were…” My voice dropped. “What you did still wouldn’t be right. You ruined someone’s life because of me.” I paused, struggling to hold in the guilt and disbelief. “Do you even realize what she’s going through right now? The public are tearing her apart because of what you did. There was nothing wrong with what they did in that video! They’re both adults! However, society is so fucking narrow-minded! Victim-blaming is practically normalized,” I fumed. “I don’t care about them. I was mad…” I let out a dry laugh. “And because you were mad, you destroyed someone’s life?” I didn’t even know what the hell he was so mad about. “She touched what’s mine,” he repeated what he said earlie

“Yes,” he answered as if it were the most normal thing in the world. “The other rooms were already taken. I actually made a reservation for three rooms, but there was a last-minute issue with another family, so the hotel had no choice but to give one of ours to them. They already apologized. I just let it go since it’s really not a big deal to me. No need to make a fuss over something so small.” I glanced at Mom, hoping she’d back me up, but she just smiled at me. I didn’t complain anymore. It looked like there was nothing I could do anyway. I was the first to enter the room. I could feel Kayden quietly trailing behind me. Mr. Salvador was right when he said that this room was spacious. There were two double beds with a nightstand between them, a huge window that looked out over the trees, and an en suite bathroom. I had no idea how I managed to avoid looking at him or speaking to him despite sharing the same room. But then again, he didn’t try to talk to me either. About an hour

“What’s wrong?” Dave asked, probably noticing how my body suddenly tensed. He followed my gaze to see what I was looking at. I stayed frozen, eyes locked on Kayden. His jaw was clenched, and his brows were furrowed in a dangerously dark scowl. Blood was dripping from his fist, which was still clutching the shattered neck of a glass bottle. He didn’t even flinch. “Shit,” I whispered. Dave shifted beside me. “Is he… okay?” I couldn’t answer. Kayden didn’t say a word either. He just stared at me, as if he were about to lunge across the fire. But instead of coming closer, he turned on his heel and stormed off. I know he is fuming mad. As much as I wanted to chase after him and ask if he was okay, I couldn’t. Not with Dave here. It would be disrespectful to just leave him behind after accepting his invitation to hang out. Besides, I’m still mad at Kayden. His bleeding hand wasn’t my fault. So why should I feel guilty? It’s not my fault if he’s reckless enough to hurt himself. Dave