All Chapters of Tamed By My Stepbrother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41: The Bedroom Confrontation

KEIRA’S POV Frustration coiled in my chest like a live wire as I stormed toward them, my hands firmly gripping their shoulders to pull them apart. The scuffle had gone far enough, and if I didn’t intervene now, I was certain someone would get hurt. “Why do you two act like children every single time you’re in the same room?!” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to make both of them pause mid-glare. Drake’s jaw tightened, Earl’s lips pressed into a frustrated line, but for once, neither moved to continue the fight. “If you don’t stop this nonsense right now, I will—without a second thought—kick both of you out of my room.” The threat seemed to work. Both boys reluctantly distanced themselves and dropped onto the couch, still shooting each other sharp, annoyed glances, like predators sizing each other up before the next i

Chapter 42: Falling Shadows

KEIRA’S POV I RAN out of patience and collapsed into the nearest chair, my hands gripping its arms tightly as I glared at Drake. The room felt stifling, thick with the tension between us. Trisha and Earl stood awkwardly nearby, shaking their heads, frustration etched on their faces. It was as if we had reverted to a perpetual battlefield, neither willing to give an inch. "You know what, Drake," I said, my voice soft but laced with steel, "you have nothing to do here. You might as well leave!" Drake’s lips twitched, as if he wanted to retort, but before he could, a knock on the door interrupted us. I barely had time to glance at each other before Mom stepped in, her presence immediately shifting the air. "Keira, send Trisha and Earl home. It’s getting late for them," she instructed, her tone calm but firm. "Okay, Mom," I agreed,

Chapter 43: The Weight of Their Expectations

KEIRA’S POV“Sit here, Keira,” he instructed, gesturing to the single chair directly across from him.My heartbeat echoed in my ears as I sat. I could feel Mom’s tension radiating beside me—her posture stiff, her hands clasped too tightly.Edward leaned back slowly, studying me in a way that made my skin prickle.“I want to hear what really happened.”I swallowed hard. “It’s already clear that Sabina doesn’t like me.”“I know Sabina,” he said firmly. “She wouldn’t push someone down the stairs without a powerful reason. I’ve known her since childhood. She grew up in this house. She and Drake were raised together. I want to hear your side before I speak to her.”His tone held no softness—only business.Under his gaze, my palms began to sweat. A fear stirred inside me—Sabina knows. She knows about Drake and me. She might tell him everything.“What if I tell you my side,” I asked quietly. “But Sabina’s version is different? Would you believe me?”Edward let out a slow breath.“We are not

Chapter 44: Dangerous Waters

SABINA’S POVI stood in front of Uncle Edward’s office, my hand poised over the polished wood door, taking a deep breath to steady myself. My heart raced—not out of fear, but anticipation. This was my moment to play my part perfectly, to appear fragile yet reasonable, pitiful yet strong enough to earn his sympathy. The stakes were high, and I couldn’t afford mistakes.I knocked lightly. “Uncle Edward?”“Come in,” his calm voice called.I pushed the door open and stepped inside. His eyes widened slightly, but I didn’t allow my smirk to show. Keira’s mother was there, hovering silently beside him. That woman’s presence annoyed me; she had this permanent, parasitic attachment to Edward that I couldn’t stand. I ignored her.“Why, Sabina? Is there any problem?” he asked, his tone cautious yet warm.If I spoke the truth, it would backfire. I wanted to tell him about Drake and Keira, about the way they looked at each other, about the undeniable tension growing between them—but without proof,

Chapter 45: Orders and Obstacles

KEIRA’S POV My eyes widened in shock when I saw Mom standing at the foot of the stairs, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable. Furrows of concern—or was it irritation?—lined her forehead as she stared at Drake and me. My heart skipped a beat. I quickly stepped forward, and Drake mirrored me, rising to his full height, his wet hair clinging to his forehead. Neither of us spoke at first; the silence was heavy and tense. “Why are you both soaking wet?” Mom’s voice was calm, but I could sense her displeasure beneath the surface, the way she shifted her gaze from me to Drake and back again. “I… accidentally fell into the swimming pool, Mom. Drake helped me,” I explained, trying to keep my voice even, though my chest still ached from the sudden dip in the water. Mom’s eyes narrowed, scanning us both

Chapter 46: The Person I Must Meet

KEIRA’S POVThe house felt different after last night—heavier, sharper, as if every corner remembered what happened by the pool. Mom’s warning kept echoing in my ears:“Stay away from Drake, Keira. This is for you… for our family.”Even as I lay on my bed, the scent of chlorine still faint on my skin after two showers, her voice haunted me. It didn’t help that Drake’s late-night call replayed like a broken record.Would you come with me if I wanted to escape this world?I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to breathe. Whether he meant it or not, my heart had already leapt first.But I couldn’t think about him. Not now. Not after what Mom said. Not after Edward’s warning.And not when my future—my real future—was already being handed to me through Nova Press.I needed clarity. I needed space.But space from Drake was like asking the sun to stop rising.The next morning, the school hallways buzzed with the stress of finals. People rushed left and right, arms full of folders, portfoli

Chapter 47: Shattered Illusions

KEIRA’S POVThe next morning, as Mom had promised, I was woken up far earlier than I expected. The sunlight barely stretched across my room, yet the faint chirping of birds outside reminded me that the day had already begun. My body protested, wrapped in the warmth of the sheets, but the persistent voice of my mother cut through the fog of my sleep.“Keira?” she called again, more firmly this time, as she perched on the edge of my bed. She gently shook my shoulder. “Wake up over there.”“Why, Mom? It’s the weekend,” I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.“What weekend are you talking about? Didn’t I tell you last night I would wake you up early?” Her tone was sharp but not unkind. “Get up. The person who will measure your gown is already here.”I shot upright in bed, the reality hitting me like a bucket of cold water. My graduation gown… the assembly… all of it. My pulse quickened, a mixture of excitement and nervousness twisting in my stomach.“Gown? For what? Don’t tell me they’re ma

Chapter 48: A Day of Elegance and Unease

KEIRA’S POVEver since I confronted Mom about Edward’s actions behind her back, something had shifted between us. It was subtle at first—an evasive glance, a half-smile that never reached her eyes—but over time, it grew. She was avoiding me. Every attempt I made to speak with her was met with excuses, vague distractions, or outright dismissal. It hurt more than I expected.Today was the final fitting of our gowns, and I had no choice but to be in the same room as her. I arrived early, determined to speak with her before anyone else, before the bustle of preparations could drown out my voice. The moment Coco Licious finished setting down his tools, I quickly positioned myself in front of the door, my chest tight with anticipation and frustration.“Mom, can we talk?” I demanded, my voice trembling slightly despite my attempt to sound firm. “You always avoid me. I can’t keep pretending that this doesn’t bother me.”Mom turned slowly, her eyes narrowing at me. “Keira, we have nothing to d

Chapter 49: Into the Ashford Circle

KEIRA’S POV“Let’s go?” Drake’s hand extended toward me, his smile warm, confident, and comforting, yet tinged with that hint of mischief that made my heart flutter.I hesitated, my fingers twisting nervously in the folds of my gown. “I… I’m nervous, Drake,” I admitted, my voice trembling just slightly. Not only was it my first time meeting his entire family, but it was also my first time attending a gathering of such opulence. And on top of that, the cold distance between Mom and me still hung in the air, unspoken but heavy, making my chest ache with unease.Drake’s hand tightened around mine reassuringly. “Don’t worry. You have me with you,” he said, his tone steady, like the anchor I didn’t know I needed. “Come on, they’ve already left. Dad said I should accompany you.” He didn’t wait for me to respond, instead gently guiding me forward, his fingers brushing mine in a small but grounding gesture.We descended the villa’s grand staircase, the polished marble reflecting the morning l

Chapter 50: The Weight of a Name

KEIRA’S POVTHE MOMENT Alejandro rose, the entire pavilion fell into a reverent hush.“I am delighted to see all of you here,” he declared, his voice deep, commanding, the kind that made you straighten your posture without realizing it.The elders of the Ashford clan—those with the most authority, the most wealth, the most power—commanded a presence that seeped into every inch of the room. Even the chandeliers seemed to brighten at his words.“We are gathered to give time to our family,” Alejandro continued, scanning the rows of tables where the Ashford siblings sat with their spouses. “It is not good to focus solely on business. Money and livelihood will always be there. But family—” his gaze sharpened “—can disappear overnight if you neglect it.”The siblings nodded obediently. Even from afar, I could sense a rehearsed tension; the kind born from years under the same patriarch.“And to my grandchildren,” he shifted to a softer tone, “enjoy the night. Treasure it. Not all families ar

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