บททั้งหมดของ My Biker Stepbrother, My Ruin: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The lump in my throat suddenly felt heavy to swallow. I needed no one to tell me that Maxton was the same boy Zayne told me he had accidentally killed.“I’m so sorry…what happened to him?” I asked, voice shaky.Aiden’s gaze was fixed somewhere distant now. As if he was unraveling memories. “He was a lord too. Jeremy trained him.” I listened, waiting to hear more. “Zayne trained me.” He added, meeting my eyes. My pulse thudded in my ears as anticipation filled me. “So what happened?”“We were just new lords then. Maxton and I. Bike racing was part of every lord’s initiation.” I took in a sharp breath. He continued,“The lords take turns to train the newbies. In Max and I’s case, it was Jeremy and Zayne’s turn to train. The first initiation…” He paused, an emotion I didn’t recognize flickering in his eyes.“The first initiation was brutal…but we survived it.” Survived? That didn’t sound good.“Well, to cut the long story short, Jeremy was fond of Maxton. I wouldn’t lie…Maxton got bett

The road blurred as I drove with one destination in mind—Jeremy’s. I’d lied to my mother to borrow her car, saying I was heading to Carol’s.” Everything my mother had said was stuck in my head like a glue that could never leave. “It’s either Zayne or another Lord” Zayne had told me the same thing. If I didn’t obey the rules, my life would turn out like hers. She thought she could keep me safe and let me date whoever I wanted, but she came to realize that the world she was born into was bigger than her. It was their rules, her obedience. If I defied like she did, I would face the same consequence, and she would fail in their world. “Jeremy is going to test if Zayne is really worthy of you. He’s challenging him to a bike duel.” Nonsense. This one was my exact purpose for being on the road now. It wasn’t about me. He should stop making it about me. The car engine roared when I pressed harder on the accelerator. My chest burned with every thought of Jeremy’s arrogance, the s

~Jeremy’s POV~I bit down a deep groan. It took every ounce of my strength to pull away from her. My body was fucking magnetic to hers. If it wasn’t my mother behind the door, I wouldn’t have stepped away. Maybe I was glad about the timing of her arrival.I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from taking her right there against the wall.“Go and open the door, or…do I have to hide?” She asked, panicking. My eyes didn’t leave her. Couldn’t. But I forced them away from her eventually.I pulled my inner shirt downward to cover my hard-on—closing my eyes, then blew some air to calm my nerves. That would do. When I opened my eyes, Teyana’s cheeks were flushed red. She must have realized what I was doing.“Don’t hide,” was all I said before going to open the door. I had expected only my mother. What I had not prepared for was the man standing just behind her. My doctor.The moment my eyes landed on him, I felt the muscles in my jaw tighten. My expression must have turned to steel beca

Ch57: Harem Heat~Teyana’s POV~I felt it before I was aware of it. Warm breath traced my ear, a soft kiss brushing the curve of it. My body went rigid at first, but then, another sensation followed. Fingers slid against my arm, making me shiver.Why couldn’t I see whose hand was making me feel these things? I was about to speak when I felt his lips on mine and the air in my lungs caught.I pulled back just enough to see his face and shuddered—Jeremy.His half-lidded eyes burned into me, raw with want and need. I felt it.“Jer?” My voice broke, needing to be sure.His lips pressed to my ear again as he whispered, “Yes, baby. Come here.” His tone… I bit my lip hard. He looked so good. He sounded impossible.Before he could kiss me again, another hand gripped my jaw and tilted my face up. Zayne. I gasped.“I’ve wanted this for so long, pretty,” Zayne murmured, his finger trailing up my exposed thigh. “I’ve yearned to touch you without barriers.”Heat coiled in my belly. I was clad only

We separated immediately. My heart was thundering loud in my chest as John’s eyes narrowed between us.Jeremy’s expression straightened in realization. I felt like a child caught red-handed even when I had done nothing.I forced myself to breathe, plastering on a small, composed smile. “Jeremy slipped…and I just helped steady him,” I said quickly, heart pounding as the lie rolled off my tongue. God please, let him buy the lie. It was lame but still…John’s gaze flicked to Jeremy, as if waiting for him to say something too. Jeremy’s jaw clenched, that stubborn streak of his burning brighter than sense. He didn’t even flinch. He just met his father’s eyes with the same natural fierceness he had always emitted. John broke it with a quiet exhale, as though humoring his son. “Careful on those floors, son.” He said, and I almost sighed loudly in relief. He bought my excuse.“I will be glad if you can still change your mind and stay though.” John said to him.I looked at Jeremy as his bit