All Chapters of STEPBROTHERS WITH BENEFITS : Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Days passed, and we never got the chance to talk it over and fix the problem in our relationship. He never came back to my condo after that, and I just let him. Sometimes we only talked through messages or on the phone—just checking in. Nothing more, nothing less.I could feel how our relationship had changed. Sometimes it feels like we’re not really together anymore. But maybe this was what we needed after all: a break from each other, but not a breakup.I’ve been busier with work lately, so whenever I got home, I would go straight to bed. Maybe that was for the best so I wouldn’t think about him that much.“Come on, Noah, come with us.”I had just finished a shoot for a commercial for one of the brands I endorse, and my co-models were pushing me to go to a bar with them. I refused, saying I was too tired, but they wouldn’t take no for an answer.“Pancho, try to convince Noah!” someone shouted, teasing us.Pancho, who was sitting across from us, shook his head but smirked.Pancho is

I drove Noah to his condo and changed him into comfortable clothes. As much as I wanted to spend more time with him, I couldn’t.I pushed open my condo door, and as expected, he was there again, sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for me.He stood up and greeted me with a smirk. He leaned in as if to kiss me, but I shoved him away and gave him a glare.“Fuck off,” I hissed.He’s Jacob, my obsessed ex-boyfriend. He came back months ago and started hitting on me again.Of all my exes, he lasted the longest. Maybe because, somehow, we got along on a lot of things.“Not now,” I said, fighting irritation.He scoffed. “Where have you been? It’s already dawn. Why are you just getting home now?”I bumped his arm as I walked past him.“Answer me, Kade.”I looked at him over my shoulder. “Stop calling me that.”The corner of his mouth lifted. “Why? Isn’t that what I used to call you? It didn’t bother you before, did it?”“Before,” I emphasized, mocking him, “I can’t believe you’re still as

“Leave,” I shooed Jacob away.It was early in the morning when he visited me in my office without telling me beforehand. This dickhead is really getting on my nerves.“I just arrived, and you want me to go home already?”“I’d be happier if you’d just go back to your country and never come back here,” I scoffed.“You know it only turns me on when you play hard to get, right?” he said seductively.I grimaced. What a disgusting piece of shit. I can’t believe I fell for a desperate jerk like him.“Go fuck yourself at your own fucking house, Jacob.”“Can’t I do it here? Your office is so spacious and clean. Let’s make a mess.”He stepped closer to my desk.“Fuck you,” I said angrily, glaring at him.“Sure.”He started unbuttoning his polo. I looked away and focused all my attention on my laptop. I heard his clothes hit the floor.I glanced up, ready to snap, but the door opened, and Noah came in holding a paper bag. Our eyes widened. Then, his gaze dropped to the floor where Jacob’s clothe

8 months later.It has been months since Noah broke up with me. After that day, he cut off all contact, even blocking my number and social media accounts. I had no choice but to respect his decision, even though every part of me wanted to go to his condo and beg him to take me back.I could only admire him from afar—through his pictures and videos posted online. I even bought every magazine in which he appeared.“Hey, hottie,” someone purred.I looked at the woman who approached me. She wore a black satin mini dress that emphasized her cleavage. She wrapped her arms around my neck and sat on my lap without my permission.My eyebrows drew together at once. Irritated, I removed her hands from me and shoved her off my lap. She nearly lost her balance. Embarrassed, she looked at me in disbelief, utterly humiliated.“You’re playing hard to get, aren’t you?” she tried to act cool despite her shame.I’m gay. I wanted to say that, but I chose not to.“Leave me the fuck alone,” I snapped.I gr