《The Dare to Ruin Him, Falling for My Step Brother 》全部章節：第 151 章 - 第 160 章

BIANCA'S POV"Bianca."Lucas’s voice stopped me at the bottom of the stairs. My bag felt heavy in my hand as I turned to look at him standing there in the early morning light.Everyone else waited by the door. Sebastian with his hands buried in his pockets, jaw clenched so tight it hurt to see. Eli beside him, trying to look composed but failing in the eyes. Maya right behind me, holding the rest of our bags.Lucas stepped forward and held out his hand.I stared at it for a second, then took it. His grip was warm, firm, steady — like an anchor.“You are welcome here,” he said quietly. “Anytime. For as long as you want. That doesn’t change just because you’re leaving today.”My throat closed up. “Lucas…”“Don’t,” he said gently, squeezing once before letting go. “Just go. And come back when you’re ready. We’ll be here.”I looked at all of them one last time.Sebastian — the one who knocked on my door that first awful night and told me the house felt loud when it was quiet.Eli — who we

SEBASTIAN'S POV"Ten minutes." I stared at the glowing screen, blood rushing in my ears. "They gave me ten fucking minutes, Eli. What the hell am I supposed to do with that?"Eli sat up fast, eyes wide and already flashing with that protective fire I knew so well. "You are not going down there alone. End of discussion.""They said alone, Eli. If I don’t—""I don’t care what they said!" His voice rose, sharp and urgent. He swung his legs off the bed and stood up. "You’re not walking into a hotel lobby at midnight because some faceless bastard is sending threats from a blocked number. That’s not how this works. Not anymore. Not with me here."I paced beside the bed, phone clenched so tight my knuckles hurt. "But if they actually send that video to the Dean and my father—""What video?" Eli cut in, stepping in front of me and grabbing my shoulders to stop my pacing. "What could they possibly have from the board hearing that isn’t already out there? The whole thing was recorded officially

SEBASTIAN'S POVThe hotel morning kept going warm and clean and completely ours. We checked out at eleven, still buzzing from everything that had happened in that room — the mirror, the sixty seconds we filmed and deleted together, the quiet confessions in the morning light. The drive home was peaceful. Eli’s hand stayed on my thigh the whole way, thumb brushing slow circles like he couldn’t stop touching me.When we pulled up to the house, Jasmine was already there, exactly like she promised, armed with two bottles of wine and enough energy to power the entire campus. Dinner was loud, chaotic, and perfect. She grilled us for hours about the proposal, the bench, the fights, the bread basket moment, everything. Lucas listened with quiet smiles and the occasional dry comment. Eli kept his hand on my knee under the table the entire time, grounding me.By the time Jasmine finally left — hugging us tight and promising to come back soon with more questions — the house felt full again, even

SEBASTIAN'S POVMorning light slipped gently through the curtains, soft and golden. I woke up slowly, body heavy in the best way, still feeling the ghost of last night’s sensory deprivation — the darkness, the silence, Eli’s hands and mouth owning every inch of me. My wrists were a little sore from the cuffs, my skin still sensitive, and my ass ached pleasantly from how deep he’d fucked me.Eli was already awake, propped on one elbow, watching me with those steady dark eyes. His hair was messy, lips slightly swollen from last night. The ring on his finger caught the light as he reached over to brush a strand of hair from my forehead.“Morning,” he said softly, voice rough with sleep and leftover heat. “How are you feeling?”I stretched slowly, wincing a little at the pleasant soreness. “Floaty. Good floaty. Last night was… a lot. In the best way possible.” I turned to face him fully. “I felt everything so intensely. The silence made me lose track of time completely. When you pulled th

SEBASTIAN'S POVEarly the next morning, I woke up to find the bed empty beside me. Eli was already gone. A note on the pillow simply said: Downstairs.I dressed quickly and headed down. The house was still quiet, sunlight just starting to creep through the windows. As I reached the hallway, I saw Eli slipping into Lucas’s office. The door stayed slightly open.I stopped just outside, heart beating faster, and waited.Inside, Lucas was already seated at his desk, like he had been waiting for this exact moment.“Sit down, Eli,” Lucas said, voice calm and low.Eli sat.Lucas looked at him for a long moment before speaking.“I’ve watched you these past months,” he began. “You walked into this house and saw Sebastian for who he really is. You stayed when it got hard. You fought for him. You chose him every single day.” Lucas leaned forward slightly.“I consider you my son, Eli. In every way that matters. Not by blood. Not by arrangement. By choice. By how you love my boy.”I pressed a han