Semua Bab Pucking Around With My StepBrother : Bab 11 - Bab 20

AVA I sat with my mom until I caught sight of Mr. Grant descending from the stairs. His eyes remained fixed on us, and the moment he got to where we were, he exhaled sharply.“I'm sorry about Caden,” he muttered. “He doesn’t normally act this way. He has been having a rough time since his mother passed away.”Mom nodded with a smile, and I tried to do the same.“We will be leaving now, Ava. I have a meeting to prepare for tomorrow,” Mr. Grant added, causing Mom to stand. I accompanied them to the door, and Mom wrapped her arms around me. “Be good, okay?”I nodded, tightening the hug for a minute longer before pulling away and waving them goodbye.As soon as they drove off, I shut the door, letting out a deep breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I slid down to the ground, with one person in mind. Caden. I wanted to let it go… I mean, Mr. Grant said he was going through a lot, but the image of my mom crying because of him?I just couldn’t let it slide.He needed to stop being un

CadenThe rest of the day was so fucking exhausting. The rumors still haven't died down, and Maya wouldn’t stop bothering me with her tantrums. I didn’t know which was more infuriating, the fact that my name just happened to be in every hallway I passed, or the fact that they were obsessed with finding the mystery girl.I mean, I overheard some of them planning to create a group. I exhaled sharply as the lecturer for my last class began rounding up.And immediately he packed his teaching materials; I was up on my feet—heading straight for practice. I reached the dressing room and was looking through my locker when a familiar voice spoke. “What’s up, man?”I turned to see Reid standing by his locker next to mine. We exchanged handshakes, before I returned my attention to my locker.“Are you okay?” He voiced out. “You seem a little—”“I'm fine,” I cut in, flashing a small smile as I sat down. Reid joined me. “So, um, I was going to ask about the article flying around. Everyone's ta

CADEN“Yearning,” I repeated, rubbing the back of my neck as I tried to come up with something that wouldn’t sound stupid. “I know it’s longing,” I began. “Wanting something so badly you can’t stop thinking about it. But to strengthen it, we can define it as an intense desire for someone or something.”“Exactly.” Ava nodded enthusiastically as her finger typed quickly on the keyboard. “That’s why I think it’s one of the biggest elements of forbidden romance. The characters don’t just love each other—they spend chapters wanting each other while knowing they shouldn’t. Readers keep turning the pages because they’re yearning alongside them.”“Makes sense,” I admitted. She looked up, surprised. “You…agree with me?” “Don’t make a big deal out of it.” A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she scrolled further down the document.“So, we already have the definitions,” She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “And we have agreed yearning should be our strongest point. What else?”“The

AVAThe silence inside the car was suffocating.Caden hadn’t said a word since we left the penthouse. Actually, he’d barely spoken since the message came in last night, after stating firmly he wasn’t attending the dinner.Imagine my surprise when I saw him dressed and ready this evening.But the look in his eyes? Deadly.My gaze drifted to him; his hands were wrapped so tightly around the steering wheel I was half-afraid he might hurt himself.I didn’t know which was upsetting him more—the dinner itself or the fact that it was happening at his childhood home.I didn’t know Caden and Grant well enough to understand whatever was brewing between them. But I knew one thing: putting those two under the same roof was never a good idea. I just hope we survive the night without any explosive arguments. The car screeched to a halt.I reached for my seatbelt, unbuckling it, but Caden didn’t move.He had switched off the engine, yet his hands remained locked around the steering wheel, his gaz

AVA“Caden!” I half-yelled, breaking whatever that was. “You’re bleeding!”My eyes widened as I stared at his hand, blood dripping steadily from his split knuckles.Panic kicked in immediately. “Caden… what happened?”Silence.I reached for his hand, but he flinched before I could touch it. “It’s nothing,” he muttered, taking a step back. “You don’t have to worry about me.”“This doesn’t look like nothing,” I shot back.He ran a hand through his damp hair, letting out a frustrated sigh. “You should go back to your room, Ava. It’s late.”I stared at him in disbelief. “You do know I’m not leaving, right?”Before he could protest, I grabbed his uninjured hand and led him towards the bed.“Sit.”A corner of his mouth twitched. “So you’re ordering me around now?”“Yes, I am.”“A little bossy, aren’t you?”“Are you going to sit, or should I make you?”“I’d love to see you—”“Sit down, Caden.” I interrupted.He held my gaze for another second before sighing in defeat and dropping onto the ed