All Chapters of MY ALPHA STEPBROTHER IS OBSESSED WITH MY SECRET IDENTITY : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

♣️XAVIER♣️ I took Violet's number straight off Dorian's phone, scrolling through his contacts without asking permission first. He stared at me a long second when I held the phone up toward him, waiting. Then he sighed, long and resigned, and said nothing, pulling his phone back once I'd finished copying the digits into mine. He'd known better than to ask why I wanted it. Actually, he'd stopped asking me questions entirely, after I refused to answer him the third time running. The first time, he'd asked what happened to Violet. I ignored him completely. The second time, he'd asked why I carried her straight into my room instead of the infirmary, the obvious, rational choice any other man in my position would have made without a second thought. "None of your business." I'd said it flat, final, and watched the words land somewhere he decided not to push further. The third time, he'd asked why I stayed beside her for three straight hours while the nurse cleaned and stitched h

🌸VIOLET🌸 I thought he would take me to his private mansion, because apparently kidnapping me after I refused to follow him willingly counted as a perfectly reasonable course of action in Xavier Knight's world. Nothing about the last few hours had followed any version of normal, so why should this part be any different. Instead, twenty minutes later, the motorcycle slowed and the gates of the Knight estate rose up familiar and tall in front of us, iron bars catching the moonlight the exact way they had the first night I'd walked through them hauling boxes and resentment in equal measure. He brought the bike to a stop just past the gravel turn and swung off it in one easy motion, leaving me seated with my bag and my phone still locked tight in his grip like hostages he had no intention of releasing. I watched him pull the helmet free and run a hand back through his hair, and some reckless, exhausted part of me wondered whether he actually expected me to just climb down obediently a

🌸VIOLET 🌸 He slid what remained of the ruined shirt free of my shoulders with an ease that sent heat flooding hard and fast straight up into my cheeks, and I lay there completely frozen as he dropped the torn fabric onto the floor beside the bed without a second glance. I genuinely hadn't expected him to actually do that. I'd challenged him, sure, thrown the words out like a dare, but I hadn't truly believed, not for one second, that he would take me at my word quite so literally. Xavier had a particular, maddening talent for making it impossible to predict exactly where his patience ran out and his complete, total disregard for anyone else's expectations began instead. Apparently tearing a woman's shirt clean in half fell comfortably, casually within his range of perfectly reasonable solutions. Cool air hit my newly bare skin all at once, and a sharp shiver ran straight through my whole body before I could manage to suppress it. "Your room is too cold," I muttered, mostly

♣️XAVIER ♣️For a moment, I genuinely thought she was going to pull me back down and kiss me again.Her hands had been on my shoulders only seconds ago, her mouth pressed against mine with a desperation that had caught me off guard, and I had barely begun to enjoy the fact that Violet Woods had finally stopped running her mouth long enough to do something I actually liked.Then everything changed.“Don’t touch me!”The scream tore through my bedroom so violently that I felt it somewhere beneath my ribs.Before I could even process the words, she shoved me.Hard.I hadn’t expected it. One moment I was leaning over her, and the next, both her palms struck my chest with enough force to send me staggering backward. My heel caught the edge of the medical kit, sending it crashing to the floor. Metal instruments scattered across the tiles, their sharp clatter cutting through the silence.I caught myself against the edge of the table, my jaw tightening as I looked at her.What the fuck?Viole

🌸VIOLET 🌸For a moment, I genuinely forgot how to breathe.My fork hovered halfway to my mouth, and I stared down at the eggs on my plate like they'd suddenly become the single most fascinating object in the entire room. I could feel Xavier sitting beside me, close enough that his presence pressed against my skin like heat off a stove, and I couldn't make myself turn my head to look at him.Who is her father?The question rang through my skull on a loop, drowning out everything else at the table. Of every single topic he could have chosen to raise over breakfast, he'd picked the one thing I couldn't bear to even think about, let alone discuss over scrambled eggs with my mother sitting three feet away.My fingers tightened around the fork until the handle dug a thin line of pressure straight into my palm."That's such a sudden question to ask over breakfast, Xavier." My mother's voice carried genuine surprise, nothing more sinister underneath it yet.I swallowed hard, praying she'd l