Semua Bab Ruined by my Bully Stepbrother: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Theodora's POVI held my breath in the cramped closet and prayed Richard would not hear my heart trying to beat out of my chest. The smell of Nate's cologne surrounded me. His clothes brushed against my face. I could see through the tiny crack in the door as Richard walked into the room looking tired and oblivious."So how's the studying going?" Richard asked. His voice was casual. Friendly. He had no idea his son had just had me on that desk with his hands under my shirt. No idea we had been seconds away from crossing a line we could never uncross."Good," Nate said. He was leaning against the desk like nothing had happened. Like he was not panicking inside the way I was. "Making progress.""That's great to hear." Richard picked up another book from the floor and frowned. "You really made a mess in here.""Calculus is messy." Nate's voice was smooth. Easy. How was he so calm? I was suffocating in this closet. Every breath felt too loud. Every movement of my clothes against his sounde

Richard's POVI stood by my study window and watched Theodora Sterling hurry down the driveway to her car. Her hair was messy. Her clothes were rumpled. Her face flushed pink like she had been running or doing something else that got her blood pumping. She looked guilty. Nervous. Like she was running away from something.Or someone.A minute later Nate appeared at the front door. He stood there watching her drive away with his hands shoved in his pockets and an expression I could not quite read. Frustrated maybe. Hungry. His hair was messed up too. His shirt is untucked. He looked like he had been in a fight or had the kind of study session that had nothing to do with books.Interesting.I had suspected something was happening between them since the dinner last weekend. The tension at the table. The way they avoided looking at each other. The way Nate watched her when he thought no one was paying attention. My son had never been subtle about his wants and right now he very clearly wan

Theodora's POVI could not think. Could not breathe. All my resolve crumbled the second Nate's hands gripped my hips and pulled me down hard against him. I felt everything. Every inch of him pressed against me through our clothes. He was hard and it made my core throb with a need so intense it scared me.This was insane. We were in his living room where anyone could walk in. Richard could come home early again. But I could not stop. Did not want to stop. My body was in control now and my brain had checked out completely.Nate kissed me like he was drowning and I was air. Like he needed me to survive. One hand tangled in my ponytail and pulled until my head tilted back. The other slid under my hoodie and his fingers traced up my spine leaving fire in their wake. I shivered and he smiled against my mouth."Cold?" His voice was rough. Teasing."Shut up." I kissed him harder and ground my hips against him. He groaned deep in his chest and the sound went straight between my legs. His han

Nate's POVSaturday morning felt like walking into my own personal hell. Dad dragged me out of bed at nine to get ready for the photoshoot and I seriously considered faking sick. Food poisoning. Appendicitis. Anything to get out of spending three hours pretending Dora and I were excited to become siblings when all I could think about was how she tasted and how badly I wanted to finish what we started.But I went. Because refusing would raise questions I did not want to answer.The photographer's studio was downtown in some fancy converted loft with exposed brick and huge windows. Emily and Dora were already there when we arrived. Dora wore a simple blue dress that hit just above her knees and made her eyes look greener. Her hair was down in soft waves. She looked beautiful and I hated that I noticed. Hated that my wolf was practically howling at the sight of her.She saw me and her whole body went tense. Her smile froze on her face. We had not talked since that disastrous dinner. Had

Nate's POVMy brain went into overdrive. Richard was standing three feet away asking about perfume and Dora was under my bed half naked and if he found her we were both dead. Not figuratively. Actually dead. I forced my expression to stay neutral and thought fast."Oh, that." I laughed and it sounded almost natural. "Yeah, Dora texted me earlier asking for help with a calculus problem. I told her I was busy and she should try the library."Richard's eyes narrowed. "She texted you?""Yeah. Around eight I think." I pulled out my phone and quickly typed a message to myself from a contact I renamed Dora. Made it look like she had sent it hours ago. Showed Richard the screen. "See? I figured the library would be better since they have tutors there on weekends."Richard studied the phone. Studied my face. I kept my expression bored. Slightly annoyed that he was in my room. Under the bed, I could hear Dora's breathing. Shallow and quiet but there. Could Richard hear it too? His hearing was