All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Lust : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Destruction Tastes Like You

CASSIAN'S POV I should’ve known better than to believe I could hold myself together around her.Nina doesn’t just ask for control—she quietly dismantles it, breath by breath, until there’s nothing left but the sound of me trying not to fall apart.She says it's the last time, but her lips claim mine like this should be forever…like I can freeze this moment in time and die all over again in her vanilla scent.Her lips are burning memories into me, tongue sliding past my lips and grazing my tongue in a slow motion that makes my toes curl. I want to let go, to step away and tell her how bad this is, how much this will destroy us both—but destruction seems fair, and if this is the most damnable sin, then I will burn at her altar until she frees me from her hell.My fingers leave her throat, raking into her silky soft hair, holding it up in a bun and letting it down again. She moans into my mouth, nails dragging up my chest, branding everywhere she touches. “God, Nina…” my voice tremble

No Contact, No Closure

NINA'S POV I did not cry when I left him.I swallowed it all down—every piece of him I wanted to keep— until the jet lifted, and the ground fell away, and it felt like my heart stayed behind with him, still kneeling in that room, still breaking where I couldn’t reach it anymore.God…what was I doing? I tell myself that I didn't ask for too much, but the gnawing on my chest says I should have waited a little…loved him a little harder. Instead I chose this, and for good fucking reason. I sit by the oval window, holding my breath so I don't breathe him in. He's not here, but his presence lingers—in the seats, in the air, on my tongue…Focus, Nina. You just quit your fucking job.I rake a hand through my hair, hating that it reminds me of him, that I ache for his warm breath in my roots.Oh god…I actually quit my job. My mom will kill me. The one good thing I had going for me, and I went and ruined it.What would I tell her? That I quit because I fell for her step son? How stupid, ho

The Wife Who Came Knocking

NINA'S POV Of course there’s a stranger in my apartment—because quitting my job and ruining my life over a man clearly wasn’t enough for one day.And this isn't me hallucinating from emotional damage.Sloane Whitmore is actually standing in MY apartment like she paid rent, rubbing her bump in a circular motion that makes my head turn. Cassian said she was in Malta, yet here she is, glowing like the sun itself with a glare masked in those bright eyes.I should be scared, but I'm all maxed out on emotions, save for the one throbbing in my chest—flaring hot and forcing my body forward.And I am so over this fucking apartment.My hand pushes the door open wider, and I see the shock glint in her eyes, yet she steps backwards to give me room.My boxes sit abandoned in the hallway, phone buzzing in my pocket, but I ignore it all, drowning out the noise until all I can hear is the sound of my own ragged breathing.“Who the FUCK gave you the right to come into my apartment and…what the—who t

A Quiet Kind of Wrong

NINA'S POV Of all the ways my life could spiral today, being recruited by my boss’s pregnant wife to fix the marriage I helped wreck was definitely not on my bingo card.Ex-boss, but that isn't helping anyone here, is it?I tell myself that this must be another one of the universe's many tricks, but Sloane still sits there, as real as ever.Help her save her marriage? Yes, of course, why not? Let me just set myself on fire and call it charity, because there is no world where a wife asks her husband’s mistress how to save their marriage.My brain tells me this is a trap, but my body screams for a response, for some shield from Sloane's piercing eyes.“Uh…” my voice trailed off, “I don't understand…” She dabbed at the lone tear on her cheek.“It's not THAT hard…you just…tell me what to do, and I'll do it.” This will be the perfect time to text Cassian to come get his wife. But what do I do? I sit there…like a fucking dummy.What do I say to get this pregnant wreck of a woman off my b

My Brother Wore a Badge Today

NINA'S POV The wall in front of me is the exact shade of the nothing my life has turned into, and I count each second like a confession, waiting for the door to open, for someone to tell me which part of my ruin they’ve come to name first.My nails dig into my palm, lower lip tucked between my teeth. I try not to think about the looks I got as my own brother slapped a pair of handcuffs on my wrists and led me out of my apartment like a criminal. He wasn't kidding about the cop cars though. For a moment, it was like I was a threat to national security…then I saw her.Harper. Her red hair billowed in the wind, stark green eyes lasering into my skull.The hairs on my neck had stood on end, and as she lifted her camera, I felt my life clip away with each shot.I should have broken her fucking hands in Vegas. Lucas didn't speak to me much. Fucking coward. He couldn't even look me in the eye when he slapped on the cuffs. But I don't blame him. I mean…why expect anyone to choose me when

The Ruins He Called Love

CASSIAN'S POV The problem with loving Nina Donovan is that even her absence has a pulse…and I know I kept telling myself that if I stayed busy enough, calculated enough, ruthless enough, I would stop hearing her voice in my head. I was wrong. Somehow, grief still slips through the fucking cracks. Somehow, I'm still standing on bleeding feet, staring at the glass window as the sun rises in the horizon. No…that's not quite right. I tuck the marker behind my ear and wipe yet another billion dollar idea from my window. I have spent thirty six hours drafting the empires I should have built years ago, yet all I can think about is the woman who walked away before I knew how to keep her. Was she sleeping now? Eating? Has she tasted my love in the air, or yearned for my touch on this cruelly cold night? Focus. I adjust my glasses and step back to let my eyes roam over the scribbling in the glass, marker clutched tight in my hands. Another low profit margin. Scrap.

Don't Be Disrespectful, Nina

NINA'S POV The strange thing about fear is that it changes shape…one minute it's handcuffs and interrogation rooms, the next it's your stepbrother's father calling you “peanut” like he owns a piece of your grief.I had accepted it, lapped up his grace and the family name, and now I'm sitting in the backseat of his car, wondering why the first thing I notice after getting out of police custody is that Sloane Cross won't stop twisting her wedding ring.My hands stay tucked in my lap, lip tucked between my teeth as I try and fail to keep my eyes off her.There…she's doing it again. The ring twists so hard against her finger that I'm half convinced she'll skin herself trying to get it off.Her gaze darts sideways to Alex, and I feel like I can disappear into my seat and none of them will notice.“Are you alright, Nina?” Alex asks, blue eyes finding mine in the rearview mirror. Funny how fast I stopped being ‘peanut’.“I'm fine,” I whisper, digging my nails into my thigh. “Something tel

Welcome Home, Cross

CASSIAN'S POV The road blurs beneath me in streaks of black and white, but all I can see is Nina Donovan crying behind a pair of fucking handcuffs.I thought I knew what anger felt like until I watched Lucas walk out of Nina's apartment with her in cuffs…on fucking tv. For fucks sake, Lucas. Your own sister?My foot slams the accelerator, and I know that I should slow down or there'd be two news headlines competing for the top, but anything is better than Nina's career disappearing in quicksand.If only she'd pick up the phone. If only I didn't have to track her and feel my heart sink when I got her location. It makes absolutely no sense that she'll run to the Cross mansion for shelter even if her mom was waving a white flag.The streets blur past in a haze of pink and golden brown. The AC in the car is blasting cold air down my spine, and my grip tightens on the steering wheel like it's the only thing keeping me afloat.You better be okay, Nina.Maybe she did go there for the shel

The Danger of Loving You

NINA'S POV “Sloane will be your new assistant.”The silence after his words grows thicker by the second, and sitting here with his father's touch branding my skin like acid, loving Cassian Cross is beginning to feel less like a romance and more like standing in the path of an oncoming train.But fear does strange things to love. It teaches your mouth to say no while your heart claws itself bloody trying to reach for him.When he kicked his way through that door and stormed in here with fire in his eyes, he looked less like the love of my life and more like a man walking into a gasoline filled room with a freaking matchbox.My legs are numb, and so is the part of me that existed forty minutes ago…right before Alex tore it apart. “I hope I've made myself clear, son.” Alex says, and I feel him nearing me again. My skin crawls, but I keep my jaw tight, eyes glued to Cassian's glassy grey pools.Say yes. Please.Of course he will, Nina. He'll do anything for his father.He straightens up

Blast Radius

CASSIAN'S POV I had spent my entire life preparing for the day Alex Cross turned on me. I just never thought that Nina would be standing in the blast radius. “He knows…I don't know how, but he knows EVERYTHING…” her voice breaks, and I feel something squeeze inside me when her eyes meet mine. “You have to do this, Cassian…your father, he—he’s—” A monster.Her breath hitches, fingers flying to her lips. I should say something, anything, but the wheels in my mind won't stop colliding, grating against my skull and sparking a sharp ache in my temples.“Cassian!” Cold fingers burn through my sleeve as she grips my arms, hazel eyes wide as they dart to the door and back to me, grip tightening.“Say something, for fucks sake!” She glances towards the door again, but I keep my jaw tight.Think, Cross.“Does he know about Vegas?” I finally ask, voice hoarse.She blinks.“What are you—”“Answer the question, Nina.” “No…but he knows about everything else after that. Where are you with this

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