All Chapters of Tamed By My Stepbrother: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KEIRA’S POVMY BREATHING remained fast as Drake and I stood silently, gazing at each other under the still-running shower. Even though it was our second time, I still felt nervous just from his gaze. Many thoughts raced through my mind, but the overwhelming sensation of heat, intensified by his eréction pressing against my abdomen, prevailed. His look made it seem like he was unraveling my entire being.He gently held my cheeks, and with his looks alone, I felt like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. I don't know what came over me, but I raised my hand and cupped his broad chest. I traced my palm over it and heard a soft moan escape him.I couldn't help but smile because I knew he was enjoying what I was doing. I caressed his smooth skin even more, but before I could lower my hand to his abdomen, he held my shoulders firmly and pinned me against the bathroom wall."Keira," he called my name with a more profound sense of heat, claiming my mouth in a hungry and passionate kiss

KEIRA’S POVAs soon as I step inside Nova Press, a wave of excitement crashes into me so fast it almost steals my breath. The atmosphere is alive—phones ringing nonstop, the murmur of conversations blending with the steady rhythm of keyboards, and the unmistakable tension of people racing against deadlines. It feels like stepping into another world, one I’ve always wanted to be a part of.I pause just a moment to absorb it all. This is it. This is where real stories are born.“Hello, good morning!” the receptionist greets me with a warm, professional smile.“Good morning!” I reply, returning her smile even though my nerves are buzzing under my skin. “Can you point me to the HR department?”“Do you have an appointment today?” she asks politely.“Yes. I’m Keira Dalton,” I say, straightening slightly as she scans the applicant list.Her eyes widen a little before she smiles again. “You’re on the list. Please proceed to the second floor. The entire floor is the HR department.”“Thank you!

KEIRA’S POV “That’s impossible, you know! Impossible!” I snap, clutching the photograph tighter. My chest feels like it’s being crushed. The idea that Edward could be my father—or that Drake and I might be siblings—is something my mind refuses to accept. My heart flutters in panic, and I can’t breathe properly as I stare at the picture. In it, my parents are with Edward, standing closer than my mom and dad do to each other. The intimacy in the picture, the casual way Edward’s hand rests near my mom, makes my stomach twist. My mind refuses to reconcile the truth that could be hidden in this photograph. It’s like a dagger twisting in my chest. Trisha leans back, wide-eyed and stunned. “But what if, Keira… what if you and Drake are actually siblings? Wow. Your world is really small, huh? Maybe that’s why your mom’s been so

SABINA’S POV I was staring out at the city lights from my office, the full-length glass panel framing the glittering skyline. The glow reflected faintly on the wine in my glass as I swirled it absently, watching the liquid move with hypnotic ease. My mind was elsewhere—on the plans I had set in motion, the moves that would make sure everything went exactly as I wanted. A soft knock on the door broke my reverie. “Come in,” I called, my voice steady as I took another sip and refilled the glass. The door opened, and Drei stepped inside, his usual calm demeanor contrasting with the faint tension I had deliberately cultivated. He moved to the couch, settling in as if he belonged, but I noticed the subtle tightness in his shoulders. I handed him a glass of wine. “Why did you call me here so late?” he asked, curiosity lacing his tone

KEIRA’S POV I WOKE up because of a gentle tap on my cheek. "We're here," Drake said, and that's when I became aware of our surroundings. We were on a helipad atop a building. "Is this The Peninsula Hotel?" I asked in disbelief, and he nodded as he helped me descend from the private plane. The journey to Erstonia took a little over an hour, but it felt surprisingly quick. Hotel attendants welcomed us, which surprised me. "Good morning, Sir Drake," the attendants said respectfully. "Please take our luggage to the hotel room," Drake instructed them. The attendants followed his orders, and after that, we entered the hotel premises while they trailed behind us. "Do they know you?" I asked him incredulously. "Aizer is the owner of The Peninsula Hotel across the country," he replied, which shocked me even more. I looke