All Chapters of Addicted to my Stepbrother : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JULIAN I woke up the next morning still feeling a little drained from the fever, but better than the night before. Enzo’s apology and the date invitation kept replaying in my head the whole time I got ready. I pulled on my scrubs, grabbed my bag, and headed to the hospital for rotations, half-expecting the whispers and stares to hit me the second I walked through the doors.They didn’t.The other students acted completely normal. No side glances, no sudden silence when I passed, nothing. It was like the rumors had never reached this side of campus, or maybe people had already moved on. I wasn’t sure which one made me feel weirder.Alex spotted me in the locker room and grinned like nothing had changed.“There he is,” he said, slamming his locker shut. “You never told me you were part of the Romano family. What’s that about? You've been holding out on us?”I rolled my eyes and shoved my bag into my own locker. “It’s not like that. My mom married into it. That’s all.”“Still,” Alex sai

JULIANThe second the door clicked shut behind us the air changed. Enzo grabbed the front of my shirt and yanked me into him. His mouth crashed against mine hard, teeth catching my bottom lip and biting just enough to sting. I gasped and he sucked the sound right out of my mouth, tongue sliding in deep. My hands went to his belt while his fingers worked the buttons of my shirt open so fast a couple of them nearly popped.“Fuck, I’ve been hard since the elevator,” he growled against my mouth. “Feeling your ass pressed on my cock the whole ride up almost made me lose it in front of those people.”“Then do something about it,” I breathed, shoving his shirt off his shoulders.Clothes hit the floor in a messy trail. His hands were everywhere—squeezing my ass, sliding up my back, fisting my hair so he could tip my head and suck on my throat. I bit his lip hard enough to make him hiss, then licked over the mark. We stumbled further inside, still kissing like we were starving, until the back

JULIANI was in the middle of reviewing a chart at the nurses’ station when my phone buzzed in my scrub pocket. Mid-shift was always the busiest time—labs coming back, patients needing reassessment, attendings asking for updates—so I almost ignored it. Curiosity won. I stepped a little to the side, away from the main traffic, and unlocked the screen.Enzo had sent a picture.He was standing in front of a full-length mirror, dressed in a sharp dark suit, white shirt, and loosened tie. His hair was still slightly messy in the way I liked. The real problem was the expression on his face. He was pouting. Full lower lip out, eyes soft, looking straight at the camera like he knew exactly what he was doing to me.I stared longer than I should have. My ears went hot. I could feel the blush climbing up my neck. Someone walked past and I quickly angled the phone toward my chest so no one else could see.I opened the camera, checked that the hallway behind me was empty for a second, and snapped

ENZOI shoved the front door open so hard it bounced off the wall and the second I saw him standing in the living room with that same calm expression I closed the distance in three long strides and drove my fist straight into his jaw without a single word of warning. The impact snapped his head sideways and the glass he had been holding shattered on the floor as he staggered back, shock flashing across his face for half a second before the anger caught up. “Get your fucking shit together,” I snarled, already swinging again. “ Elena is sitting in a hotel with her face swollen from crying while I had to load her suitcase into my car like some delivery service. What the fuck is wrong with you?”He recovered fast and came at me, grabbing the front of my shirt and slamming me back into the wall hard enough that a picture frame crashed down beside us. “Have you lost your mind?” he shouted, voice rough. “You walk into my house and put hands on me?”“I’ll put hands on you every single time

JULIANI woke up in the hotel chair with my neck locked at a stupid angle and the kind of ache that meant I had slept sitting up like an idiot. Mom was still out, one hand tucked under her cheek, the other loose on the duvet, and for a second I just watched her breathe because last night had been too loud and I needed proof she was actually resting. I ordered room service from the phone on the desk, something simple, eggs and toast and fruit, and I left it covered on the table with a note that said I would call later and that she should eat before she did anything else. I did not wake her. She had earned the sleep.The drive to the penthouse felt longer than it was. I walked in and found him in the kitchen.He was standing at the counter and his bottom lip was split, one knuckle was swollen ugly, and a bruise was coming in.“What the hell is wrong with you?” I said, and it came out louder than I meant. I dropped my bag and went straight to him. “You said you needed a minute. A minu