All Chapters of Her Stepbrother's Obsession: His Kitten: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~NarratorThe air was thick with music, laughter, and the scent of alcohol-soaked fun. Red and blue neon lights flickered across the packed club as bodies swayed to the bass-heavy beat. In the center of it all, Claire sat at the drinking table, her lips curled into a confident smirk as she lifted her glass."Drink up, drink up, drink up, birthday girl!"The chant filled the air, echoing off the walls as the crowd hyped her on. She was going head-to-head with a towering guy, built like a damn bulldozer, but she was winning.Glass after glass, she downed the shots effortlessly, her body swaying slightly but her determination unwavering. The guy across from her was beginning to slow, his face scrunching up as he struggled to keep up. Meanwhile, Claire grinned, lifting her next shot with a flick of her wrist.The crowd roared.But then—The moment the next drink slid down her throat, her stomach twisted in protest. The world

Jace’s POVI was fucking obsessed.The worst part? I wasn’t even trying to stop myself.I should have hated that last night happened. I should have regretted every second of it. But I didn’t. Not even a little.Instead, I hated that I had to send her home.After making sure she was taken care of—after spending time worshiping every inch of her, soothing her soreness, massaging her legs, making sure she could at least walk—I had finally let her go home. And now, she was all I could think about.My fingers tightened on the handles of my bike as I sped through the streets, my head pounding with everything that had happened.Claire. Naked in my bed. Drunk. Flushed.Moaning my fucking name.Mine.I cursed under my breath, shaking my head as I pulled up to the house. I needed to get my shit together.I was losing it.But one thing was clear—I needed to get to the bottom of

Claire's POVWarm lips brushed against my skin, slow and teasing, pulling me out of my deep sleep. At first, I thought I was dreaming—until the soft kisses trailed higher, from my calf to my knee, then up my thigh. A small shiver ran through me, but instead of jerking awake in alarm, I chuckled sleepily. I already knew who it was."You're insatiable," I murmured, my voice thick with exhaustion. My body felt heavy with sleep, but my heart fluttered at the familiar touch.Jace hummed against my skin, his lips pressing another kiss just above my knee. "And you're irresistible," he murmured, his voice deep and gravelly, making me shiver again.I blinked my eyes open fully and was instantly met with the sight of his dark, heated gaze locked onto mine. He was lying between my legs, his hands resting on my thighs, his mouth hovering over me like he was savoring the moment."You do realize I was sleeping, right?" I teased, though my fingers insti

Jace’s POVThe second Claire stepped into the car, I was already moving.I pulled my hoodie over my head, swung my leg over my bike, and started the engine. The low, rumbling purr blended with the night, smooth and controlled—just like me.I kept my distance, following from a safe length. The sleek black Rolls Royce Spectre was easy to tail. Not many people in this city owned a car like that. Not even Rowan, despite his wealth. The fact that Claire’s date did? It already told me everything I needed to know about him.Someone with money.Someone with power.Someone who probably thought he could have anything.Including Claire.I clenched my jaw, watching as the car turned a corner, heading toward the city’s high-end district. It didn’t surprise me when they pulled up in front of Étoile, one of the most luxurious restaurants around.Of course, he’d bring her here.I parked my bike a block away a

Jace’s POV I pulled out my phone the second Alec was out of sight and dialed Dave’s number. “Come get Claire,” I said the moment he picked up. “Take her straight home.” Dave, being used to my clipped orders, simply confirmed, “On my way.” Claire stood next to me, arms crossed, her brows drawn in frustration. “Jace, what the hell is going on?” I ignored her. “Jace.” Still, nothing. I focused on the street instead, scanning for Dave’s car. My mind was still replaying Alec’s words, the smugness in his tone, the way he had the audacity to whisper that shit to me. My hands clenched at my sides. “Jace, look at me,” Claire said, stepping closer. “Please.” I exhaled through my nose. “It’s nothing, Kitten. Don’t worry about it.” The words felt like a lie even to me. She didn’t buy it, either. “Like hell, it’s nothing—” Dave’s car rolled up, cutting her off. I grabbed the door handle and opened it for her. “Get in.” Claire hesitated, her eyes searching mine for something, anythin