Semua Bab My Stepbrother Got Me Pregnant: Bab 1 - Bab 6

I was twelve when Mom married into the Greyson family. One of Italy’s wealthiest families in Sydney.Before that, our lives had been simple. Normal. Predictable. I never imagined living in marble halls and eating with gold-plated silverware, or waking up to ocean views from a villa that looked like it belonged in a Vogue spread.And then came Hunter Greyson.The family's only son. My new stepbrother.He was two years older than me—sixteen when we met. He had the kind of beauty that made girls blush and boys jealous. Tall, lean, all sharp cheekbones and piercing eyes, like a prince from a fantasy novel. He was popular, confident, and so far out of my league it hurt.At fourteen, I called him “brother.” He called me “sis.” But even back then, I knew the truth: my feelings for him were never sibling-like.I wrote about him constantly in my diary—pages filled with secrets I’d never dare say aloud. Nicknames, fantasies, love letters I never intended to send. I told myself it was just a cru

When Hunter woke up the next morning, sunlight poured through the windows. The room was too bright. Too late.“Shit,” he muttered, bolting upright. His phone lay dead on the nightstand — the alarm never went off.He glanced at me still sleeping, then cursed again as he threw the covers off and slipped out of bed. He should’ve left before dawn, like always.As he tiptoed down the stairs, barefoot and shirtless, Mom’s voice rang out, stopping him cold.“Hunter…?” Her voice faltered. “You’re… coming out of Chris’s room?”Hunter froze mid-step.“Auntie—” he started, but no words followed.Mom’s eyes widened with confusion and disbelief. This had never happened in all these years. Not once had he been caught.Thinking fast, I appeared behind him and stepped forward. “Mom, it’s not what you think. I asked Hunter for help with a last-minute college project. I panicked and woke him up.”Hunter turned back to me, stunned by how calmly I was handling it.“I totally forgot it was due today,” I a

“Grandma… I miss you so much,” I whispered through trembling lips. My chest tightened as memories swirled like smoke. Her voice, her warmth, the way she held me when I thought my world was falling apart.This wasn’t just goodbye to her. This was goodbye to everything—my old life, my innocence, my love for Hunter.Maybe Grandma would’ve understood me. Maybe she would've told me to run far away.I turned to leave with the urn cradled to my chest.But Alina stepped right into my path like a snake poised to strike.“Christina, you’re still not over him, are you?” she hissed, her perfect smile cracking like glass.Hunter was nearby, his back turned, deep in a work call.I glared at her, clutching the urn tighter. “Are you seriously doing this here? At a crematorium?” My voice trembled with fury.But Alina wasn’t done.She grabbed my wrist. Her perfectly manicured nails dug in like claws. “You need to hear this—”I jerked away.The urn slipped.CRASH.“No—NO!” I screamed as the urn hit the