Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Stepbrother's Forbidden Obsession : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Cain’s POV Two weeks. It had been two weeks since Tina decided to play that stupid video at the graduation after party, and somehow, everything had gone to shit since then. At first, I hadn’t thought much of it. Roxy had sent me a message that same night telling me how much she hated me, that she never wanted to see me again, and that she would never forgive me for what I had done. I had been drunk, irritated, and surrounded by friends who kept telling me she would get over it eventually, so I ignored her. Hours later, somewhere around three in the morning, I had been stupid enough to send her a drunken video message. I told her she was making too much of a fuss over everything, that the bet had happened months ago and it wasn’t like she was the first person in the world to have sex. At the time, it had made perfect sense inside my drunken head. But by morning, nothing about it felt funny anymore. I had been sleeping off one of the worst hangovers of my life when my bedroom door

Roxy’s POV I pulled my keys out of my bag as I walked down the hallway toward my apartment, already thinking about the long shower I desperately needed. But the second I reached my apartment, I stopped because the door was already open. My brows furrowed as I stared at the small gap between the door and the frame. “What the hell?” I pushed the door open the rest of the way. “Hello?” No one answered back, and my pulse picked up. I dug my phone out and called my mother while I stepped inside, my eyes moving across the entryway. Everything looked untouched my shoes still lined up by the wall, the little ceramic bowl for spare change right where I’d left it. I grabbed the umbrella from the stand by the door and held it out in front of me like a weapon. The call rang and rang. “Come on, Mom. Pick up.” I moved farther down the hall, and that’s when I heard it her ringtone, coming from my own living room. My fear drained out of me, and something far more familiar rushed in to replace i

Roxy's POVSleep had refused to come.I had been tossing beneath the duvet for what felt like hours, turning from side to side, punching my pillow into different shapes and hoping exhaustion would eventually win, but it did not. Not in this house, not tonight.Apparently, six years had done nothing to prepare me for sleeping under the same roof as Cain. I shoved the duvet aside and sat up with a groan.The room was too quiet. Too perfect. Everything about it screamed luxury, but none of it felt like mine. Dinner was still a while away, and I had no intention of lying there staring at the ceiling until then. If this was what the next six weeks were going to feel like, I was going to lose my mind before Richard even got his precious family reunion off the ground.I slipped into the bathroom and flicked on the light. The woman in the mirror looked tired, irritated, and far too rattled by a man she’d spent six years trying to erase from her memory."What the fuck is wrong with you, Roxy?"

Cain’s POV I sat at the desk in my old room with my laptop open, and three unread emails from Singapore glowing in the corner of the screen. I had been staring at the same sentence for nearly ten minutes, but nothing was sinking in. Every time I tried to concentrate, I was back in the hallway from last night, watching Roxy put distance between us. I stared at the empty reply box for another minute before I gave up pretending and closed the laptop. Whatever was happening in Singapore could wait. I kept thinking about her about the way she stepped away from me like I repulsed her. I leaned back in my chair and rubbed a hand over my face. What exactly had I expected? That she’d see me again and fall into my arms and tell me that she missed me? I wasn’t eighteen anymore. I knew better than to think that an apology could erase what I’d done to her not after I’d humiliated her in front of two hundred people and left her to live with the humiliation long after I was gone. I lean

Roxy's POV The words hit so sharply that I actually stumbled backward, my fingers curling around my dress. Caroline’s smile widened. “It must be difficult.” “Caroline.” Cain’s voice came from behind her, carrying a silent warning. She turned toward him, and then her expression changed as her eyes moved between us. “Wait… if your parents are married…” She looked at Cain, then at me. “That makes her your stepsister?” Her laughter grew louder. “Cain, I cannot believe Betty Roxy is your stepsister.” “Jesus Christ, Caroline. Shut the fuck up.” His voice cut through the noise around us, so sharp that a couple more heads turned toward us. The room began to tilt. The laughter around me disappeared, replaced by another sound six years ago, two hundred people, his voice, their laughter. I blinked rapidly. No, not here. Please, not here. “I need to use the restroom.” I turned before either of them could answer. “Roxy!” Cain called after me, but I didn’t look back. I pushed through the