All Chapters of Claimed by my Fiancee's Stepbrother (BL): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Third PersonThe sound of the front door opening carried clearly through the house.Ren was still moving carefully, one hand resting on the back of a chair for balance when the familiar voice rang out.“Ren Elias Banks, if you are not downstairs in the next ten seconds I am coming up there to drag you myself!”Ren’s face lit up even as he winced at the volume. He had barely taken two careful steps toward the hallway when Ayesha appeared at the bottom of the stairs, oversized sunglasses pushed up into her hair, a small overnight bag hanging off one shoulder, and the same sharp, assessing expression she always wore when she was about to interrogate him.She took one look at him and froze.Then her eyes narrowed.“Why are you walking like that?”Ren immediately tried to straighten his posture and failed. The residual ache between his legs and the deep soreness in his lower back made the attempt obvious.Ayesha’s mouth slowly stretched into a wicked grin.“Oh my god. You’re limping.”“I’m

Kai's POV That night, everyone eventually retired to their rooms. The house settled into silence. Or at least, it was supposed to. I had been lying in bed for nearly twenty minutes when I realized the person in my arms had absolutely no intention of sleeping. Ren turned. Then turned again. Then rolled onto his back. A few seconds later, he turned onto his side and shifted closer to me. I opened my eyes. He was staring at the ceiling. I sighed. "Ren." "Hmm?" "Are you planning on sleeping tonight?" He turned his head toward me, his expression innocent. "I'm trying." "You've been trying for twenty minutes." He smiled sheepishly. I studied him for another moment. He was still buzzing with energy. It wasn't difficult to figure out why. Ayesha had brought out a side of him I'd barely seen since we'd met. He'd been laughing all evening, and even after we'd gone upstairs, he couldn't seem to settle. "You want to go back downstairs, don't you?" His eyes widened. "No." I

Third Person After they finished eating, Kai pointed toward the hallway. “Both of you should go clean up, shower, change, whatever you need. Then come back downstairs. You’re not wandering off today.” Neither of them argued. Ren still looked guilty about Ayesha’s hand; Ayesha was unusually subdued. They disappeared upstairs together. Twenty minutes later they came back down. They had coordinated without discussing it. Matching short shorts — the kind that barely cleared the upper thigh — and soft tops in the same dark color. Ayesha’s top was cropped high enough that her stomach and the small glint of her navel piercing were fully visible. She carried more weight than the thin girls who filled most clubs; soft curves, full hips, and a solid presence that made the short outfit look deliberate rather than accidental. Ren’s top sat lower, just at his waist, the fabric loose enough to be comfortable but still clearly chosen to match hers. Kai took one look at them and exhaled through

Third PersonAyesha lay on her back in the guest-room darkness, staring at the ceiling.Kai had told her earlier that Ren would be staying with him tonight — for the benefit of everyone who actually wanted to sleep. She had laughed when he said it, but the laugh had faded once she was alone.She turned onto her side and pulled the blanket higher.What did it even feel like to be cherished for no reason? Not for family connections, not for what you could offer, not because someone needed something from you. Just… because. Ren had that now. Kai looked at him like the rest of the world could burn as long as Ren was safe and soft and his. Ayesha had never been on the receiving end of anything that clean.Kai had said he had someone in mind to teach her. She was almost certain it was Adrian. The thought made her stomach twist in a way that wasn’t entirely uncomfortable. The way he had controlled the space around her in the kitchen — calm voice, steady hands, no raised volume even when she

Third Person Kai studied Ayesha for a long moment after the tears had slowed. “What would make you feel better right now?” Her head lifted. The sadness vanished under a sudden, almost unnerving brightness. She smiled in a way that made Kai’s instincts sit up and take notice. Trouble. “I wanna go clubbing with my baby,” she begged, voice turning soft and babyish as she pouted. “Pretty pweasee—” Ren immediately joined in, leaning against her and matching the expression. “Please, Daddy.” Adrian let out a short laugh. “What club did you have in mind?” “Any one, Addy, I promise—” The entire table went still. Adrian’s gaze cut to Ren. Ren’s eyes widened and he shook his head hard. “It wasn’t me. I swear.” Kai was already laughing under his breath. Ayesha looked between them, confused. “What’s wrong?” Adrian’s voice dropped into something low and deliberately smooth. “Ayesha. Darling.” She stiffened. “W-what?” “Why did you call me Addy?” “You… don’t l