All Chapters of A Deal With My Hockey Captain Stepbrother : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ELIANA “The words!” Jax growls, his deep voice cutting through the quiet air on the rooftop and for a split second, I’m afraid that the world would hear us. However, the worry is replaced with a wave of a sharp sting and pleasure when he bites on the sensitive spot on my neck then sucks on it to soothe the sting.Heavens, I never knew that this kind of thing would turn me on this much. A mixture of a sting of pain and pleasure. I know it's crazy. I know damn well that someone in their right mind shouldn't be this turned on. They shouldn't be breathing this heavily and craving for more. They shouldn't be aching for more than they're given. Well…perhaps I’m not that rational the way I thought I was. The way they raised me to be. The way they expected me to be. The way I’m supposed to be because…I like the adrenaline rush that comes with the pain and pleasure. Maybe-a little too much than I’m supposed to.It's…thrilling, exciting and it drives me insane. It makes me want more. It makes

ELIANA “Is everything okay over there?” My mother looks over her shoulders as she shuts the oven when she hears us whispering. “Yes aunt Vicky, everything is fine over here.” Zoe responds, looking in my direction and I flash her a smile… Minutes pass by, my mother is in charge on the stove while Zoe and I help in doing other chores like chopping the onions, tomatoes and anything that she needs help with. We talk about anything and everything, the conversation effortless and full of laughter. Heavens, I have been too busy with senior year, university application that I didn't realise I had missed this moments like this where I forget about the rest of the world, surrounded with loved ones and have a meaningful conversation. Uncle James arrives a few hours later with a bottle of pinot noir and I’m so happy to see him. However, I don't have that much time to talk to him because I’m busy helping mom in the kitchen. _____ My breath catches in my throat when someone pulls me by

ELIANA “Please tell me it's not what I think…” I take a sharp breath, Zoe's words are like a punch in my guts. Slowly, I turn to look at her and it only makes me feel worse.I open my mouth to say something, my lips quivering. Perhaps come up with a lie like I have always done or a cover up story. However, I can't bring myself to utter even a single word.Without a word, I close my lips. I can't lie to her. I know she knows the damn truth. I recall the look in those green eyes in the hallway as she gazed at my messy hair, the hickey on my neck and my wrinkled dress. How she looked at me dead in the eyes like I’m made of glass and she could see through me.How am I supposed to lie to her with a straight face? She knows exactly what happened. It's just that-she doesn't want to believe it. She wants me to convince her that what she saw wasn't true. I really do want to do that. I want to forget about everything. I want to pretend like it never happened but…I simply can't.The silence bet

ELIANA It's just another day in Hill academy, a busy hallway as students move about their business.I can feel eyes on me as I walk down the crowded noisy hallway. The lingering kind of stare that is hard to brush off and I can't help but look in that one direction. Jax. Of course it must be him because nobody else would stare at me that much and make me feel self conscious. Like I’m walking into the wrong direction and I hate that he always makes me feel that way. He knows damn well and that's why he does it every single time.The corner of his lips curls into a smirk. He knows exactly what he's doing and I can tell that he's enjoying it a little too much. He knows what his gaze does to me. Heavens, I hate him. I hate even more how it makes me feel. “Eli, are you even listening to what I'm saying?” Zoe’s voice brings me back to the present and I turn to look at her with creased eyebrows, trying to remember what she said.“I’m sorry.What did you say again?” I inquire, paying full

~ ELIANA ~THREE DAYS LATER My breath catches in my throat when the door to my room clicks open. Those familiar footsteps echo through the quiet air, becoming louder with each step that he takes towards me. It's steady, like he knows exactly where he's heading to and what he's up to.However, I don't turn my head to glance his way. My eyes stay focused on the window before me, looking at nothing in particular.The footsteps stop and I can feel him behind me as his shadow falls over me. Goosebumps rise on my skin when he leans closer, his warm breath brushing against my ear.“Waiting for someone?” He whispers, his deep voice vibrating in my ear, making me swallow empty air down my breath.“Did you miss me?” His question is like a punch in my guts, making me gulp.However, I don't respond to his questions. I pretend not to hear what he said and continue my eyes fixed on the window.He chuckles in amusement. One of those chuckles when he's amused with something. That throaty chuckle whi