All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Fated Nemesis: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KNIGHT“You think I want to fuck my stepsister?” Even as the words leave my mouth, Kane rears his head in protest. {Yes, we do want to fuck her}Camille grabs the lapels of the robe and yanks it free. Then she grabs my cock and lifts her ass, her gaze meeting mine. “I know you want to prove me wrong. Go on.”She sinks onto my cock slowly and a gasp falls from her lips as she takes the full size of my cock. She's fucking wet, and I can tell this is not me. “Knight, fuck…” she wraps her hand around my throat and squeezes hard. I grab her hand and yank it free. “No,” I thrust harder into her wetness, grabbing her waist in a death grip, “you're absolutely wrong.”“Show me, then,” she breathes, her cheeks flushing as she begins bouncing desperately, rocking back and forth on my cock. “Show me how much you do not want to fuck her.”Rage fills my vision and I want to fuck the silliness out of her. I hate that she’s right. I do want to fuck Jade and it's eating into my senses. So I vent o

JADE“You’re not supposed to look at your stepsister that way.” Knight’s eyes flicker between dark and light as he meets me halfway across the hall. “Tell me how to look at you with a body like this.” Brown eyes flicker past my jawline, past my neck, and lingers on my cleavage. “When you bite your lips like this.” His eyes flicker back to my lips and burn with liquid heat. A shameless moan rises to my gut. I struggle to keep it trapped, because I will be dead before I'm caught moaning just from the words that leave this man’s lips.My cheeks flame hot, to my disgust. “How about you don't look at her at all?”“How’s that possible when she walks into a room and I lose my train of thought, every single time?” This is getting ridiculously good and unbearable. Did he come here today to torment me with his words? Who invited him to my swearing-in, anyway?The last thing I want is Soren seeing us together. Especially after he made that salty comment about stepsiblings not being blood rel

KNIGHTA Few Hours Before Jade’s Wet Dream...I drive home thinking about Jade and how she keeps getting under my skin. In a good way. In a bad way. In a hot way.She says one thing and means another, which is not a bother because I know what she really wants. She says she hates me and looks at me like she wants to devour me and be devoured by me. As I watched her on the arm of her husband all evening, green fire licked up the walls of my chest and Kane thrashed around restlessly. At least we both agreed on something. Jade should be on my arm because she belongs to me…but for some reasons…we can't be together yet. A huge part of the fault is mine, and I'm working towards making amends. After I get what I'm after…the place where I rightfully belong. I ease the Maybach into the driveway of our penthouse sometime after 8pm. And I head into the house with an urgent need to get under the shower and do what I've been obsessed with these past few days. And after that…a trip to my art ro

JADE“Look who’s decided to crawl back to hell after three years away.” The voice behind me is too familiar to ignore. It’s a voice I once dreaded…one that humiliated me more than times than I could count, in this very company.When I catch him in my peripheral vision, hurrying towards me with his hands jammed in his pockets, I smirk. Who else would it be but James fucking Hardy? Is it bad luck that the nasty manager of Morningstar Holdings is the first one I have to see upon my return?“Look at me when I'm talking to you,” he snaps as he gets closer. The assistants behind him exchange glances of surprise, the gossip evident in their eyes. I see he hasn't changed a bit. But me? Well, he would have to see for himself. So I resume my steps and keep walking towards the elevator.“Jade!” The disrespect in his tone brings me to a halt, and I whirl on him. “Hello to you too, Mr. Hardy. Not nice to see you. What do you want?” His face twists into a scowl, and his lips peel back in a

JADE The next few days of my life happen like a dream of the night. Starting with the powerful entrance on my first day as CEO in a black McLaren and even darker navy double breasted suit. The headquarters of Lockwood Holdings bustles with people milling in and out, everyone of whom is on ground for my official inauguration into office. They part to the left and right, creating a path as I come strolling through several meters behind two hefty security guards. Cameras flash in my face as I strut through the red-carpeted entrance into the lobby. Cheers and greetings ring on my left and right side. Questions fly at me from everywhere. “Ma’am, how do you feel about becoming saddled with such a huge responsibility of overseeing the entire subsidiaries owned by Lockwood?!” “Is this why you got married to business tycoon Soren Malakai?! Is this a business alliance?! Is this for your Morningstar family?!” It takes everything in me to not whirl around and snatch their lips shut.