Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You의 모든 챕터: 챕터 101 - 챕터 110

Elowen's Point Of View "Yes, yes," Isa nodded, throwing her arms around me as she buried her head deep into my chest. My heart went out to her, shattering into a million pieces. In that instant, I completely redirected every ounce of hot anger I had felt toward Sable and channeled it all straight at Isa's monstrous father. I had just said earlier how much I despised bullies. But did I ever truly tell you how much I hated an abusive, violent father? Isa's entire life had been a living hell. She had always been abused by her father—both physically beaten and mentally torn down at every turn. He would beat her over every slightest, most ridiculous provocations, screaming into her face that she looked just like her mother, who had abandoned him years ago for an older, richer man. He told her over and over again how much her mere face annoyed him to the core, because he had loved her mother so desperately

Zephyr's Point Of View "Please welcome the Ice Reapers and their leading Captain, Zephyr Knox, right here from Belmont Academy!" Loud cheers and roaring applause instantly filled the massive arena. A group of cheerleaders led by Sable were down on the sidelines doing their energetic routines, but the very first thing I did when I arrived on the ice rink wasn't wave to the crowd or acknowledge the noise. I immediately started scanning the stands, looking for one specific blond-haired girl. Elowen. While my teammates were busy skating around and soaking in the pre-game hype, I looked from left to right, almost making complete circles on my skates across the ice, searching every row of the bleachers. I still didn't see her. Why wasn't she here yet?I thought, a tight knot forming in my chest as I doubted whether she had even bothered to show up. Had she forgotten that she was supposed to

Zephyr's Point Of View It sounded like the voice of an angel. My angel. I turned on my heel, walking backward up the stairs as I followed the sound of her voice. It led me straight to the door of a warm-up room. When I pushed the door open slightly, I realized the space was basically a two-in-one setup. The first half was a small lounge, but through a wide archway, the adjoining room was filled with musical instruments, audio gear, and a full grand piano. I stood frozen in the doorway. The instruments weren't even what caught my attention. My eyes locked instantly onto the small, graceful figure sitting at the piano bench, playing the keys with a bright, genuine smile stretching across her face. With that smile came a pure, radiant passion. Her voice rang out in a melodic, soft wave, carrying the classical notes straight into my chest.

Zephyr's Point Of View "Umm... any sign of Cedric yet?" Elowen suddenly asked, her head turning away as she scanned the crowded living room. My hand froze dead in mid-air. The muscle in my jaw ticked furiously. We were having a genuinely heated, electric moment, and she just had to go and ruin it by dragging that motherfucker's name into the air. "Has he shown up?" she pressed, looking back at me with questioning eyes. I let out a slow, irritated breath, dropping my hand and stepping half a step back, slipping back into my serious, guarded mode. "Umm, no, I haven't seen the bastard yet. But he'll be here. You don't need to stress yourself over it." Always Cedric trying to fuck up a good thing, I thought, my jaw clenching so hard it ached. "Zephyr!" someone hollered loudly from behind me. I glanced back to see one of our backup players pushing through the crowd, holding out a red plastic cup filled with punch. "Thanks, man," I muttered, taking the cup. The guy nodded and di

Zephyr's Point Of View "Are you guys like... dating dating?" Xavi asked, leaning against the kitchen island beside me with a red plastic cup in his hand. I opened the stainless steel freezer, pulling the door wide open as the cold mist puffed out. "Well, yeah. I mean, we're not like fully exclusive or anything, but yeah." I kept searching through the freezer shelves for what I was looking for, my eyes scanning past the boxes of ice cream and bags of pre-cut fruit. "And she's cool with that?" Xavi questioned further, raising a single eyebrow. "Yeah, man," I laughed a little, shaking my head. "I guess so." I shut the freezer door with a heavy sigh and walked back over to the main kitchen counter where rows of open alcohol bottles were piled up. No one needed to tell me twice that half those drinks sitting out in the open were probably spiked. As a regular party-goer, you learn how to spot a drink pumped with cheap aphrodisiacs or heavy liquor the second you look at it. I sighed