All Chapters of Tamed By My Stepbrother: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21: The Bracelet

KEIRA’S POVThe shrill sound of my cell phone pierced the quiet of my room, dragging me from a restless sleep. I bolted upright, my heart racing. For a moment, my mind was foggy, still trapped somewhere between dream and reality. I fumbled for my phone, blinking against the morning light, and realized it was just the alarm.I exhaled shakily, trying to gather my thoughts. But something felt off. My body, my senses—they were tingling, like a lingering echo from last night. I froze as I realized my underwear was damp. A shiver ran through me. My pulse quickened, and I pressed my hand against the fabric, incredulous.“What… did that really happen?” I whispered to myself. It had all felt so real. Every touch, every kiss, every lingering moment with Drake replayed in vivid detail in my mind. And yet, looking around my room, nothing appeared different. Nothing to prove it had happened except the heat still racing through my veins.I tried to reconstruct the events. After talking to Mom yest

Chapter 22: Tears Behind the Mask

KEIRA’S POVI expected an angry Drake to be waiting for me the moment I stepped back into the mansion. After everything that happened earlier, I had braced myself for his voice rising in frustration, for his glare, or even for one of his unpredictable outbursts. But the mansion was strangely quiet. There was no Drake leaning against the stair rail, no heavy footsteps, no signature scowl.He wasn’t anywhere in sight.A small, guilty tug pulled at my chest.Maybe… he really was affected by what I said.I knew I wasn’t sincere. The words I threw at him earlier were born from anger, exhaustion, and embarrassment. I hadn’t meant them. And besides—whether I liked it or not, Drake was Drake. He never listened when I told him to stay away.But as I walked deeper into the mansion, something felt off. I heard hurried footsteps, frantic whispers, the rustling of fabric. At the end of the hall leading to the stairs, several maids were gathered together—along with someone in a white uniform.A nur

Chapter 23: Locked in Each Other

KEIRA’S POV I woke abruptly, a gentle touch grazing my cheek pulling me from the haze of sleep. My eyes fluttered open, and for a brief instant, the world seemed blurred, hazy like a dream. Then reality hit me—I was in Drake’s room. My heart skipped a beat. Our eyes met for a fleeting moment, and he quickly averted his gaze, his face still tense, his voice hoarse and low. “Why are you here?” he asked, the words flat, almost cold, as though testing me. I ignored his question. My lips parted before I could stop them. “Are you feeling better now?” I asked softly, careful not to sound confrontational. “I’m fine now, so you can leave. There are plenty of servants outside. Why are you still crowding yourself here?” His voice carried a sharpness that mirrored his anger, but I saw through it. This was not just irritation—it wa

Chapter 24: Fragments of Danger

KEIRA’S POV The next morning, I woke to the familiar warmth of Drake’s arms around me. He was still sound asleep, hugging me tightly, his breathing steady and calm. I hesitated, tempted to close my eyes and linger in the comfort of his embrace, but a glance at the clock reminded me—I had classes to attend. I lifted my gaze, studying his face closely. Somehow, seeing him like this reassured me. The scrapes were gone, his arms were unmarked, and for a moment, a wave of relief washed over me. Gently, I began to lift his hand that still held onto me. As soon as I moved it, he shifted slightly, making me freeze. I exhaled slowly when I realized he was still asleep. Carefully, I released his hand and started to get up, moving with quiet caution. But just as I lifted one foot off the bed, he suddenly pulled me back down, and I ended up lying on his shoulder.

Chapter 25: Blood on Her Bracelet

DRAKE’S POVFÚCK. I couldn’t sit still. My whole body felt like a live wire as I stared at Keira lying unconscious on the stretcher inside the ambulance. Her skin was frighteningly pale, almost gray under the harsh fluorescent lights, and every passing second felt like someone was tightening a noose around my lungs.“Her pulse is too weak—she’s lost too much blood!” the nurse shouted, panic sharpening her voice. Her hands pressed desperately against Keira’s wound as she monitored the vitals. “We need to get to the hospital fast!”The ambulance swerved hard, the sirens screaming, and the sound drilled straight into my skull. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Keira. I kept waiting for her to move, to give any sign she was still fighting, but she stayed frighteningly still.I clenched my fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms. I would’ve gladly taken that knife for her. I would’ve taken ten.When we reached Ashford Medical Hospital, the moment the ambulance doors flung open, a team

Chapter 26: Lost and Found

KEIRA’S POVA sharp, metallic beep cut through the darkness, yanking me awake.Pain, sudden and jarring, stabbed at my side. My eyes fluttered open, disoriented. For a moment, I couldn’t place myself—then the details hit me. The soft hum of medical machines, the sterile scent laced with faint traces of flowers, the plush oversized pillows cradling me. I was in a hospital room. Not just any hospital room, though. This felt… luxurious, almost like a hotel suite designed to lull patients into comfort. Far removed from the harsh, cold walls I had imagined.I shifted slightly, wincing as the ache flared in my side. The walls were painted in soft pastels, radiating calm. Delicate paintings and framed photographs brought warmth, an almost personal touch. Silk sheets hugged me, smooth against my skin, and the heavy quilt offered a comforting weight. A small nightstand held a crystal carafe of infused water, fresh fruit, and a bouquet of flowers that mingled with the faint antiseptic smell of

Chapter 27: His Silence Beside Me

KEIRA’S POVAs Drake and I agreed, we chose to keep everything that happened a secret from our parents. Neither of us wanted to ruin their trip or make them worry unnecessarily. I also didn’t want them to blame Drake again — I’d seen enough arguments between them, enough tension to last a lifetime. So the promise remained sealed between us: silence.I ended up staying in the hospital for almost five days. Five long, exhausting days of painkillers, stitching discomfort, nurses checking my vitals every few hours, and Drake hovering over me with a mix of annoyance and worry he refused to admit. The moment I could finally walk steadily and eat properly, I begged him to take me home. I wasn’t used to being confined in a place like that, surrounded by antiseptic smells and quiet hallways. Drake resisted for a moment — his brows furrowed, mouth tight — but in the end, he relented.Trisha and Earl had been wanting to visit me, too. But I knew the hospital would restrict them, and honestly, I

Chapter 28: Inside the Mansion with Drake

KEIRA’S POVThe door opened slowly, revealing one of the mansion’s staff — a woman dressed in a crisp black-and-white uniform with a warm but professional smile.“Good afternoon, Miss Keira,” she greeted gently. “Sir Drake asked me to bring snacks and refreshments for you and your guests.”“Oh!” I straightened a little. “Thank you.”She stepped inside, pushing a small, elegant cart draped in ivory linen. On top were crystal glasses, a pitcher of freshly made lemonade, slices of cake, and assorted pastries so beautifully arranged they looked like they came straight from a magazine. The warm, buttery scent drifted through the lounge, only adding to the room’s already luxurious ambiance.“Wow…” Trisha whispered from beside me as her eyes widened. “Even the snacks look rich.”Earl nudged her lightly. “Behave.”“What? I’m just appreciating!” she shot back, but her gaze remained glued to the pastries.The staff member politely set everything on the marble coffee table, bowed slightly, and e

Chapter 29: Stepsister’s Challenge

KEIRA’S POVThe morning sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the mansion, casting golden streaks across the polished marble floors. Even as the warmth touched my skin, a sharp sting reminded me of my wound. Drake’s sharp glare immediately caught me off guard when I tried to stretch.“You’re not going to school today,” he said firmly. “Your wound might reopen.”I lowered my gaze. I didn’t argue—he was right. But it wasn’t just my injury that weighed on me; it was the suffocating feeling of being constantly watched. Drake had been shadowing me at every step. If he wasn’t physically by my side, he would check my room incessantly, peeking through every crack and making sure I wasn’t doing anything reckless. Even my meals were delivered personally by him. Stricter than any nurse, he seemed determined to cage me in safety.“What are you doing?” His voice suddenly cut through my thoughts. I turned, startled. He was standing at the bathroom doorway, eyes sharp, arms crossed,

Chapter 30: Sabina’s Threat

KEIRA’S POVPain shot through my scalp as Sabina’s nails dug mercilessly into my hair. My chest tightened, a mix of fear, humiliation, and fury twisting inside me. I struggled, my fingers clawing at her hand, but she held firm, her strength far exceeding mine. Each pull sent white-hot sparks through my head, and I felt myself about to snap.Then, suddenly, Drake appeared. Like a shadow cutting through the chaos, he was beside us, his presence magnetic, commanding. Without hesitation, he gripped Sabina’s wrist, yanking her back so sharply she staggered. The tension broke instantly as my hair slipped free, and I instinctively rubbed at my scalp, wincing at the lingering sting.“That’s enough, Sabina!” Drake’s voice rang out, calm but unyielding, every word laced with authority. “You’ve gone too far. Release her!”Sabina froze, eyes wide for a split second before narrowing into a dangerous glare. Her lips curled in fury, but her hand no longer touched me. I could barely breathe as my hea

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