บททั้งหมดของ CRAVING MY BULLY STEPBROTHER : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Isabelle The accusation shocked everyone. Gasps rippled through the crowd that had gathered around us in the hallway.Tyler asked why that matters unless Lucas has feelings for his own stepsister. “What did you just say?” I demanded, my voice shaking as I stepped between them. “Tyler, do not go there. This is already out of control, Lucas, tell them it is not like that. Explain yourself right now before this gets worse.”Lucas wiped his lip again, glaring at the growing circle of students. “You all heard me, Isabelle is my stepsister. Tyler has no business acting like he owns her. He hurt her, made her cry, and now he thinks he can just pick up where he left off, I am protecting my family.”“Protecting your family?” Tyler shouted back, held back by a teacher. “Or protecting your own secret feelings? Why else would you punch me over a dance? Tell the truth, Lucas. You have been weird around Isabelle since she moved in, everyone on the team has noticed, they whisper behind your back.”

Isabelle We left the Dean’s office, the warning about keeping distance still fresh. Lucas and I walked to the car in silence at first. The moment we got home, things exploded, Lily was waiting in the living room, phone in hand with the viral video playing.On the drive home, we were both silent until we got near our street.“You know at practice, Cole said ‘So you punching Tyler over your stepsister? What is really going on?’ and I was shocked that people are taking it out of context.” “Are they totally wrong?” I sighed.He didn't answer, I didn't want him to either.“Lucas, what have you done?” Lily demanded immediately. “Your reputation with the team is destroyed, the coach called me personally. Teammates believe you are involved in something inappropriate with Isabelle. How do you expect to lead the team now?”Lucas dropped his bag. “Mom, my education is safe because our family funds the school, remember?”“Oh my God,” Lily exclaimed. “Mom, calm down, it's not like I'm no longe

Isabelle The sudden confession startled me. We stayed tangled in the driver’s seat, my skirt bunched around my waist, his hands still gripping my hips as our breathing slowly returned to normal. The windows were completely fogged, the car filled with the evidence of what we had just done.“Isabelle,” Lucas whispered, his forehead pressed to mine. “Talk to me, I cannot keep pretending this is nothing. I have feelings for you, actual real feelings, I have been fighting them for so long and I am done, I want you.”“Lucas... we should go home,” I stammered, my voice barely working as I climbed off his lap and back into the passenger seat. My hands shook while I fixed my clothes. “Right now, we cannot stay here.”He reached for my hand but I pulled it away. “Isabelle, please. Do not shut me out, I meant every word. I am in love with you, I have been even when I was pushing you away.”“I said we should go home,” I repeated, staring straight ahead. “Drive, Lucas, I cannot talk about this

Isabelle The cafeteria was louder than usual when I walked in. Lucas was already at a table, saving a seat right next to him despite his teammates staring from across the room.“Lucas, you really are sitting with me today?” I asked as I sat down, keeping my voice low.“Yes,” he answered, sliding a tray toward me. “I am not hiding anymore. Eat, you barely touched breakfast this morning after everything.”Cole walked over with his tray, eyes wide. “Dude, what are you doing? The whole team is watching. You cannot just sit here with Isabelle like this after the formal and those photos, people are saying stuff.”“Let them say stuff,” Lucas replied. “Isabelle and I are step-siblings. I am allowed to sit with her, If the team has a problem, they can talk to me directly.”Tyler sat a few tables away, his eyes fixed on us with obvious discomfort. Sienna glared from another corner, whispering to her friends.One of the cheerleaders passed our table. “Look at them. So cozy now. Lucas carrying h

Isabelle I stood my ground in the packed hallway, lockers pressing cold against my back as Sienna loomed closer. Whispers rippled through the crowd of students slowing to watch. “No, I am not transferring anywhere. Delete whatever fake things you created and leave me alone. You are not bullying me out of my school, Sienna, this ends here.” Sienna stepped even closer, her voice dripping with venom. “Brave words from someone who is clearly guilty. I have explicit edited moments ready. Last chance, or the entire school sees exactly who you are.” “I said no,” I answered firmly, raising my voice so it echoed down the corridor. “I am staying right here. You are desperate for doing all this just because Lucas defended me once. Delete your content and stop harassing me, Sienna. What kind of person wastes their days creating lies about family? It is sad and desperate.” Her face twisted with pure rage. “You think you are untouchable? Lucas only pays attention because you are the new play