บททั้งหมดของ Ruin Me: My Stepbrother, My Professor: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

MIYARAI swallowed, then turned around. He had walked closer, helmet under his arm.“Someone spiked my drink,” I muttered under my breath, hoping he’d hear me. His eyes lingered on my face, gaze holding me in place. “Yeah, I figured. You started acting strange twenty minutes after taking it.”His expression changed instantly. “Don’t worry, she won’t be trying it again.I rubbed the back of my neck, my face feeling like it was on fire. Suddenly, the designs on the pavement seemed very interesting.“It was a mistake,” I said quickly.“A mistake huh?”The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.“Still a pretty good one.”I looked up and instantly regretted it. That look on his face suggested he pretty much enjoyed it.“I haven't stopped thinking about it,” he said, taking two steps closer until he was standing right in front of me, towering over me.My stomach twisted. I opened my mouth to say something, anything. But nothing came out.He stepped even closer as one gloved hand came up slo

MIYARAThe doorknob turned again but thankfully the door was locked. I drew in a sharp inhale as Caden pressed closer to me. Claire was still at the door. I could hear her footsteps.“You guys okay in there?” She called again, probably knowing her son had followed me inside.My heart stuttered. “Tell her we’re fine.” His voice brushed my ear, sending tingles down my spine. I swallowed and subtly cleared my throat. “I’m fine… I mean we’re okay. I'm taking some meds before I lie down.”The turning of the doorknob stopped, then I heard an okay and footsteps descending the stairs.Relief flooded over me. That was a close one.“You seem to have gotten better at lying,” he said into my ear as I twisted and turned to get out of the cage he had me in between his body and the wall. “Being sorry doesn't erase the past Miyara. The scars will always be there no matter how many times you apologize.”A humorless laugh left his lips. “You think you’re perfect? The perfect daughter? Wait until you

CADENShe had been watching me all this time and thought she was being smart. Each time I gestured with my hands, she watched my fingers and my lip movement, then wrote something in her book. I decided to go find out just what was distracting my little sister.I didn’t expect to find what I found. Sneaky little liar. She had been fantasizing about me all this while, small smiles playing on her lips while she wrote things I did to her.As I folded the paper and shoved it into my pocket, her face went pale, and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.I went on with the lecture even though my mind was filled with the words on the paper burning into my pocket: ‘His hands traced my face, fingers sliding into my mouth.’My cock was already getting hard thinking about it.“That’ll be all for today. See y’all next week.” I forced a professional smile as the students packed their things and left the room one by one.My eyes found her again. Miyara. Her face had turned the deepest shade of pink,

MIYARA“Permission?” My hand tightened around the phone as I sat upright. My chest felt like it was on fire, and my head was spinning. He remained calm on the other side after dropping such nonsense. I snorted. “Life doesn't revolve around you Caden. You don’t tell me what to do.”I hung up before he could say anything else. What did he take me for? Some pushover? Sighing, I dried off and decided to focus on other things. He could go tell his girlfriend to ask for permission for all I cared.Two hours later, I couldn't rest. My mind was all over the place, and my brain had decided to play the events at his office on a loop. I grabbed my jacket and was about to head out when I ran into Isa right at the door. Great. Just perfect timing. Not. I wasn’t ready to explain what happened, or, let’s say, cook up lies about it, since that’s what I've been very good at recently.She twisted the cap of a water bottle and gulped it down at a go. “And I was about to file a missing person report.

CADENTwo sharp knocks came on the door, the sound snapping my head up from the ledger. I wasn’t expecting her to be here any sooner but I guess some things don’t wait for timing.She had chosen the wrong time to call. Miyara’s glassy eyes when she looked at me that day before walking out that door was stuck in my head. I contemplated going after her for a second but decided against it at the last minute. She wouldn’t understand anyway.Before I could stand from my seat, the door creaked open. Vanessa De Luca stepped in herself, a small black suitcase in hand, her dark short hair falling on the collar of her brown blazer. Her posture was perfect as usual.She scanned the room before those sharp almond eyes landed on me. She hadn’t changed one bit. Always so alert. “Caden,” her voice floated in, the sound precise with just the faintest Italian accent.“You’re early,” I said, leaning back in my chair, swirling the ball pen in my hand.She took the seat across from me without permissio