All Chapters of We shouldn’t be doing this, Step-brother: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

SiennaFor a moment, I didn’t move.Her question hung there, heavy, like she’d peeled the silence open and left my heart exposed.Do you really love him?I turned slowly to face her. The lamp by the nightstand threw a soft gold light across her face—tired eyes, gentle lines, the kind of sadness only a mother could wear. She didn’t look angry. She just looked... worried.I swallowed hard, my voice small. “Why are you asking me that?”She gave a faint, bitter smile. “Because your dad called me in the middle of the night, and I heard everything in his voice. He’s hurt, confused. He thinks you’ve ruined everything.”She paused, then looked me straight in the eye. “But what I want to know is—was it real, Sienna? What you feel for Jaxon?”I hesitated. My fingers twisted in the blanket. “It wasn’t supposed to happen,” I whispered. “We didn’t plan it, we didn’t even… mean to. But yes, I love him.”Her eyes softened, but she didn’t say anything.“It wasn’t just some stupid teenage thing,” I we

SiennaThe tires crunched against the gravel, the sound sharp enough to make me turn. My stomach dropped the second I saw my mom’s car slowing in front of the house.Of all moments—this one had to happen now.She parked neatly, stepping out with that calm, composed grace she always had. Her eyes darted from me… to Kendra… to Jaxon. The flicker of recognition was instant.“Jaxon,” she said, her tone steady, polite—too polite. “Hello, kids.”Jaxon straightened a little, guilt flickering in his eyes as he managed a quiet, “Hi, ma’am.”Kendra, ever the peacemaker, waved awkwardly. “Hi, Mrs. Wells.”Mom’s gaze lingered on Jaxon for a second too long before turning back to me. “I just realized I forgot a document I needed for work,” she said smoothly, like nothing about this moment was strange. “I’ll grab it and be out of your way.”She brushed past me into the house, heels soft against the tiles. The silence she left behind pressed on all of us until she came back a minute later, file in h

SiennaThe door opened with a slow creak, and my dad stepped in.The air in the room went still.He looked around—his eyes scanning the space, the half-empty cups on the table, the faint echo of laughter that still lingered from earlier. His expression was sharp, suspicious. He didn’t even bother to greet anyone.“Sienna.” His tone was low, heavy. “Who was here?”My throat went dry. I could feel the blood drain from my face as I stood there frozen, every sound in the room suddenly louder—the clock ticking, the faint hum of the fridge, the pounding in my chest.Kendra stepped forward smoothly before I could speak. “It’s just me, sir,” she said quickly, her voice light, calm. “And my boyfriend, Caleb. We came to check on Sienna. She’s been… going through a lot.”Dad’s eyes flicked to Caleb, who nodded politely. But his attention came back to me almost immediately, hard and searching.He took a slow step forward. “Have you seen Jaxon today?”The name hit like a punch to my chest. My lips

SiennaMy room in Mom's house was cozy with soft pink walls and a big bed piled high with pillows. The door was shut, but I could still hear the muffled voices from the sitting room down the hall—Kendra and Caleb chatting away, all lovey-dovey, sharing stories and laughing softly. They weren't making out or anything wild; just cuddling close on the couch, his arm around her shoulders, her head on his chest as they talked about their day. Ezra was tapping away on his phone, probably scrolling through memes or whatever kept him quiet. Jaxon had slipped into my room some minutes ago. I couldn't take the tension anymore as I had missed him ever since the tension of being caught by our parents started. He'd been eyeing me all evening, stolen touches and whispers, ever since he showed up with the group. Being exiled here by Dad after our parents caught us? It only made me want my stepbrother more.We'd been kissing for what felt like forever—slow at first, then deeper, his tongue exploring

SiennaThe night air was colder than usual, the kind that wrapped around you and made silence feel heavier. I was still in my room, scrolling through Jaxon’s last text, when I heard the sound of a familiar car pulling up outside. My heart dropped immediately.I peeked through the curtain, and there it was — Dad’s car.“Kendra,” I whispered sharply. “He’s here.”Before she could say anything, I was already halfway down the stairs. Mom was just getting up from the couch, confusion on her face. “Who’s that?”“Dad,” I said quietly.He honked twice, short and firm — his usual signal. That sound alone made my chest tighten. I opened the door, and there he was, standing beside the car, one hand in his pocket, the other resting on the door.He didn’t look angry this time. Just... tired. Like he’d run out of ways to express whatever he was feeling.“Good evening, Dad,” I said softly, forcing a small smile.He didn’t respond. His expression didn’t change. “Get in the car,” he said simply.I fro