《The Dare to Ruin Him, Falling for My Step Brother 》全部章節：第 161 章 - 第 170 章

SEBASTIAN'S POVI stepped out of Mr. George’s building into the warm afternoon light, the letter of recommendation folded neatly in my jacket pocket like a quiet victory I still couldn’t fully believe. My phone buzzed almost immediately.Eli: well?I smiled and typed back quickly.He already wrote your scholarship recommendation three weeks ago. Says he’s retired from being my crisis manager. Also says he’s known about us since the basketball court.Eli replied instantly.Of course he did. Come home. Jasmine just showed up unannounced with champagne and is demanding stories.I laughed under my breath and started walking faster. The campus paths felt different today. Lighter. Freer. No dread hanging over my shoulder. No emergency waiting around the corner. Just the ordinary buzz of students heading to class and the knowledge that home — real home — was waiting for me with all its beautiful chaos.When I pushed open the front door, the house was already alive.Jasmine’s voice carried fr

SEBASTIAN'S POVTwo weeks before graduation the entire campus felt like it was running on caffeine and countdowns. Lockers slammed louder than usual. Seniors walked the halls like they owned the place but also like they might throw up at any second. The quad was packed every lunch period with kids sprawled on the grass signing yearbooks, trading snacks, and yelling about college plans. The air smelled like fresh-cut grass from the practice fields, cheap cologne, and those cheap pizza slices from the cafeteria that somehow hit different when you knew it was almost over.I felt lighter than I had in years. Like the weight I’d been dragging since freshman year finally decided to fuck off.Eli walked right beside me, our shoulders bumping every few steps as we cut across the quad. Jasmine came sprinting up from behind, backpack half-open, curls flying everywhere.“Hold up, lovebirds! You can’t just walk around looking that happy without me,” she said, shoving herself between us and loopin

SEBASTIAN'S POVI stared at the message for half a second before my thumbs went flying across the screen.Bianca holy shit you’re actually coming back?? When?? Are you okay??Eli was reading over my shoulder, chin resting on me. He let out a little laugh and snatched the phone right out of my hands.“My turn,” he said, already typing.I tried to grab it back but he held it away, smirking. “Team effort, Seb.”He added: This is Eli. Stop dodging and tell us you’re actually good. We miss you. Don’t make us wait two more weeks to hear your voice.He hit send and handed the phone back.Not even ten seconds later it started ringing. Bianca’s name lit up the screen. I answered fast and put her on speaker, holding the phone between us on the bed.She picked up on the second ring.“Hey, losers,” she said.Her voice sounded like her again. More like her than it had the last time we talked — lighter, warmer, less like she was carrying the whole world on her shoulders.“Bianca,” I said, grinning

SEBASTIAN'S POVThe guest house was finally ours. No thin walls. No locked doors we had to worry about. No fear of footsteps in the hallway or someone overhearing. Just the two of us, the low golden light from the bedside lamp, and the big king bed we’d picked out together last week. The sheets were cool and silky against my skin as Eli locked the bedroom door with a deliberate click that sent heat rushing straight to my cock.He turned around slowly, eyes dark and hungry, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt like he had all night to ruin me.“Strip,” he ordered, voice low and rough. “Slowly. I want to watch.”I pulled my shirt over my head, letting it drop to the floor. My sweats and boxers followed, sliding down my legs until I stood completely naked in front of him. My cock was already hard, flushed dark red, and leaking steadily at the tip. Eli’s gaze dragged over every inch of me like he was memorizing me.“Fuck, look at you,” he murmured. “Already dripping and I haven’t even touc

SEBASTIAN'S POVThe morning was cold and quiet, the kind of early where the whole world still felt half-asleep. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, just painting the sky in soft pinks and oranges. Eli and I slipped out of the guest house without waking anyone, our breaths fogging in the crisp air as we walked across campus. No backpacks. No rush. Just us and the empty paths we’d walked a thousand times before.Our hands brushed a few times before Eli finally laced our fingers together. His palm was warm against mine.“You nervous?” he asked quietly.“Not really,” I said. “Just… feels big. Being here again.”We reached the basketball court as the first real light started touching the faded lines. The court looked exactly the same — cracked pavement, slightly bent rim on one hoop, the center circle worn from years of sneakers. It was completely empty. Completely ours.We walked to the middle and stopped right on the center circle. The same spot where everything had started.Neither of us sp