جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 5

Sophie Steele POV.“Oh! Oh! Ohmmmm, yes. Fuck me. Please."Who knew things would spiral this fast? Well it's another Friday night and I'm in my home, the weight of not having a functional social life crushing on me like a wave that doesn't quite know what to do with itself. At nineteen it's not totally unusual to be home on the weekend with no one to talk to, more homework than you deserve and an irrational fear of the coming Monday.What is unexpected though is the sound of your bathroom door clicking open while you're touching yourself. Why? Because you know your socialite mother is attending some new event to boost her social capital and get “investors" for her crazy business ideas. Your new stepfather is working late, trying to seal an important collaboration deal... So you're alone… with the hot stepbrother you just met a month ago and have been avoiding like a death sentence because the first time you saw him you felt something you shouldn't have– desire, a strang

Sophie Steele POVAnd now I am home. And really, I am expecting to be wowed the moment I get here with any difference or whatever, but everything is still the same way I left it. The beautiful gates of the Steele family villa open with the same calmness they always have, like they have all the time in the world that no one else possesses.The observant me sits at the back of the hired chair and watches them part, and deep down in my chest, it feels like a hand is opening me the same way the gates open, pulling me apart without asking. I notice that split right down the middle between my breasts, that line that never requests my permission before action. Yes, I know I have not been here for seven years, but is that enough reason for invisible hands to begin splitting me open from the center of my chest like gates?Seven years though… A full seven years of building walls, building a career, building a life that has no business with this place and its inhabitants. But Ri

Sophie Steele POV.I step in.The water is hot and the pressure remains exactly as I remember it. I feel my shoulders come down gradually. I raise my face to the water and allow it to soak me while I am breathing in and out. The steam thickens around me. The rest of the house and everything within it feels distant from where I am.I have been here for five minutes when I hear it.Or should I say I do not hear? That is the problem. I am not even sure. But I know I do not hear the door. I do not hear footsteps. I do not hear anything at all until the curtain shifts.I spin around with the rapidity of a fan, nearly slipping.And I nearly scream at what I see…Dominic stands at the edge of the shower, one hand still holding the curtain back. Did he miss his way here? Or has he been stalking me around, because how do I explain this, that an adult man follows me into the bathroom? To see what exactly? Is it my breasts he has not seen before, because I do not understand