All Chapters of TEMPTED BY MY STEP-BROTHER, SCREWED BY THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ryan's hands were soft against my waist but his lips– God, his lips were extremely warm on my neck dragging slowly like he was memorizing the taste of my skin. My brain had completely checked out and I was perfectly fine with that, if I'm being quite honest with myself.Six whole fucking years of keeping my head down, living in that house out of fear and always making myself feel small, quiet and easy to overlook. Years past and I'm still nobody's priority but everyone's fucking problem. Then, there was Ryan taking all of me in and making me feel like I was his goddess.His fingers tightened on my hips, the grip was firm and instantly my hormones rose through the roof. “This is a bad idea,” I whispered, but my body betrayed me, arching into him, already wet and aching.“The worst and best ones I've ever had,” he agreed, murmuring against my throat, voice low and slightly rough, then pulled me closer to his chest like he owned me. The whole situation made me laugh honestly because even

OH RYAN, FUCKCHELSEA'S POV“Help, HELP!!” I screamed as I ran for my sweet life. I sighted a building that had a dark corner and went towards that direction. “Bad choice shawty.” One of the guys said. “You're too fine to be roaming in the streets untouched. Don't worry, we'll make you feel good shawty.”I quickly entered the dark corner and sighted two things. A long ass wood and the big garbage trunk. I quickly grabbed the wood that looked like a base-bat ball and tried my best to climb the garbage trunk. The wall close to it was leading to another street I wasn't quite aware off but in a situation like this I guess the only thing I could do was to fly over but I couldn't. It was too far.“FUCK!!. HELP!!.” I kept screaming. The men came closer and tried touching me. I knelt down and placed my face in my head in between my thighs and cower in fear.“HEY!!” an unknown voice in the background came from afar and before I could look at the scenery properly I heard two gun shots. The sh

MARRIED TO MR. RIGHTCHELSEA'S POV So this is my life now huh? Soon to be a married woman with a stranger I've never met or seen in my life before. From the words passing through the walls, I hear he's a monster and a playboy. “Gosh, Chelsea what have you gotten yourself into.” I wailed as I looked deeply into the mirror with the white dress on staring at the stranger in front of me. A part of me wanted to run away. Another part of me wanted to cry, but I knew deep down I just wanted to be with Ryan.I still remember how he tried his best to fight for me. Yet, I betrayed his trust by signing. The walls surrounded me like a bird trying to escape. Windows dim, bridal stylists. The broken mirror and me in a tight dress. I heard footsteps coming towards the room and before I could blink twice I saw Victoria standing behind me with a sharp object. I was heavily frightened. “What are you doing here?” I said trying to keep my cool.“Isn't it obvious? I'm here to kill you once and for all.

THE MURDERCHELSEA’S POV“Ma’am are you okay?” The police officer asked in concern. “Uhm, what?” I responded in a confused tone due to the fact that I was trying to process everything happening all at once. One minute I was on the floor seated in front of Nadia, the next minute a guest died at my own wedding ceremony. Who could have done this? I thought to myself, trying to put the pieces together in order to solve this puzzle. I scanned the environment and noticed something strange. That’s when I saw him. Standing at the far edge of the crowd, still and unbothered while everyone around him panicked.“No, no it can’t be.” I uttered with fear trying so hard not to drench myself in sweat.I hopped down from the ambulance and was about walking straight ahead to meet this familiar stranger.“Ma’am, we’re sorry but we need to make sure that you’re okay.” Some paramedic members stated. “No, you don’t understand. I need to—“ They kept blocking the way. Everywhere suddenly became crowded.I

THE NAME ON THE PAPERCHELSEA'S POVI woke up alone in a bed that smelled like expensive cologne and betrayal. Great combo, honestly. Ten out of ten, would recommend to nobody.I stared at the fake stars on the ceiling for a solid two minutes before I remembered I still hadn't asked him about them. Wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction. He probably wanted me to gasp and clutch my chest like some Disney princess. Not today, Satan.My stomach growled loud enough to embarrass me in an empty room, which honestly takes talent. I sat up, dragged myself out of the ridiculous lingerie situation and threw on an oversized shirt instead. If breakfast wasn't coming to me I guess I had to go find it myself.A soft knock hit the door before I even got my hair sorted."Miss Chelsea? Breakfast." A woman's voice, warm, careful in a way I wasn't used to. I opened the door and found a tray balanced on the arm of a woman probably in her fifties, dark hair pulled back neat, eyes that actually looked at m