All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Fated Nemesis: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

JADE“Your father wants to meet.”“What?” I laugh. “Meet with who?” Soren is watching me steadily, like he's trying to read me. “Told him I'll think about it. It's nothing to worry about.” He pauses and cocks his head. “Come here.” I glide across the space to my husband, a little absent-minded. As his thick arms wrap around me, I try to convince myself that he's mistaken. Jaxon Morningstar is relieved about my absence in his life. I've been missing from his orbit for three whole years, and he's never cared to search for me.Isn't it funny and strange, how the heiress of a major business group in North America goes missing and there's hardly anything in the news about it? For three years, I searched. With the hope that maybe…just maybe…someone out there cared enough for me to ask questions, to create awareness. But the heiress of Morningstar Group has never been that relevant. No one took me seriously when I was around, why would they care when I'm gone? It no longer mattered to

JADE My pulse quickens as I spring to my feet. There's something out there. Something deadly and territorial. I can feel it in every sense of my being. Another growl rumbles through the small garden, and in a split second, I see it. Fierce golden eyes blazing unblinking from behind a thick row of hedges. Goosebumps scatter across my skin and I stumble back. “What is that?” The eyes start to move forward and my breath disappears down my throat. I turn around to flee and crash into a solid wall. Before I can retreat, a strong hand slides protectively around my waist and rests on the small of my back. My skin sizzles where those fingers touch me. I recognize the primal scent of a predator instantly. It mixes a familiar body scent and drives me wild in a way I can’t explain. An uncontrollable sigh of disappointment escapes my lips as he pulls away. “Stay here,” Knight says as he glides towards whatever is out there. I watch him cautiously, not quite sure what he's abou

JADEMy foolish mistake was leaving the door open. It slides open before I can react. And Knight steps in, slamming it shut behind him. Brown eyes instantly burn into my face. “Are you okay?” I stare up at him through the droplets of water, horrified. “What do you think you're doing?” He quirks a perfect brow. “I believe I should be asking you that. This is the men’s bathroom.” I blink. Then I open my mouth to speak. No words come out. I'm ashamed and still just getting off the ugly high of nasty past memories. How could I have made such a silly mistake? What if it was anyone else who had walked in on me here? What if it was that sly Briar Graves who wouldn't stop looking at me funny?Knight takes a daunting step close, backing me into the sink, his gaze dropping to my heaving chest. “You don't look okay. Did something happen out there? Your husband do something—”“You didn’t seem like you were interested in my welfare out there,” I find myself cutting him off. “What's changed in

JADEI spend the rest of the day reminiscing about Knight's beautiful hands and how good and hot they felt against my waist earlier. Perfect and possessive, like they belong there. And those words he'd whispered right before the final shot was taken? Who says he can say things like that? Knight keeps crossing the line and I'm beginning to wonder how much I can take. Not just from him. Jaxon too. Family photographs all of a sudden? It's been three years and I've gotten accustomed to not having to fake a smile for the camera while I stand with people who give zero fucks about me.But Jaxon? He seems to have mastered the art of using my husband to manipulate me. Soren had gently convinced me to play along after I strongly declared my disinterest. “It’s just pictures, love.”Only it isn't just that. “Welcome to the Scandinavian regional hotel, ma'am,” a voice breaks into my thoughts. My eyes zero back into focus on the petite blonde hotel staff who's tasked with showing Soren and I t

JADEA loud whistle blasts into my thoughts, jarring me. “Alright, are we ready?!” The hunting guide’s voice rings from the front of the troop as he drifts through a bunch of safety rules for the hunting game. No phones. Stick to your partner. Blah. Blah.A horse gallops to my side and I turn to see Knight perched on it like a Norse god, staring ahead with the tiniest hint of a smirk. “Sure you know how to ride a horse? You can hop on mine if it's too much trouble.” Beside him are the Graves men who had joined the party later than everyone else. Briar Graves waves at me with a twinkle in his eyes. “You look stunning this morning, Ms. Morningstar. Or should I say, ‘Ms. Malakai?’” he laughs. “I’m a bit confused.”Rolling my eyes, I lead my horse to trot away. It might come as a surprise but I do know how to ride a horse. In fact, I might be the best at it as far as I'm concerned. I remember taking lessons when I was a kid. Riding lessons, archery lessons. I wasn't sure why but those