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Chapter 1: The Girl Nobody Sees

Zoe’s POVI was twenty-one years old, and I had mastered the art of being a ghost.I sat in the very back row of the lecture hall, swallowed whole by an oversized charcoal hoodie, baggy jeans, and a faded baseball cap pulled low over my eyes. If someone looked at me, they saw a blob of fabric. That was the point. Invisible was safe. Invisible meant nobody expected anything from me.Beside me, Madison was practically blinding. My best friend was currently applying a coat of lip gloss that caught the fluorescent lighting, her golden waves tumbling over her designer leather jacket. Every guy within three rows was practically breaking his neck just to glance at her."Are you even listening?" Madison whispered, tapping away on her iPad. "The professor has said 'paradigm' eight times in ten minutes.""I’m counting the minutes until I can bury myself in my room," I mumbled back, hiding my face further inside my hood."You spend your life hiding, Z," she sighed, giving me a sympathetic nudge.

Last Updated : 2026-11-03

Chapter 2: We became step-siblings

Zoe’s POVThree months ago, I was just Zoe.Not "Zoe the stepdaughter living in a West Lake Hills mansion." Just Zoe, the girl who lived in a cramped two-bedroom apartment with her mom, ate cold leftover pizza for breakfast, and wore sweaters three sizes too big so the world would leave her alone."Z, you're doing it again," Madison sighed, sipping her iced matcha latte across from me at the campus coffee shop."Doing what?" I kept my eyes fixed on my laptop screen, pretending my marketing assignment was the most thrilling thing on earth."Hiding behind your hair," Madison said. She leaned over the small wooden table, reaching out to tuck a thick strand of my dark hair behind my ear. "You have a gorgeous face. Seriously. Heart-shaped jaw, huge eyes, perfect skin. But you wear that faded grey baseball cap like a helmet.""I like my helmet," I mumbled, pulling my hood up further. "It keeps people from talking to me.""You’re twenty-one! You should be going out, flirting with cute guys,

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Chapter 3: I hate my step-brother

Zoe’s POVMy heart practically stopped right there in the kitchen.Aiden Blackwood.My mom was still down the hallway, humming happily while organizing her paint swatches, completely oblivious to the fact that my mind was spiraling. I stared down at my phone, hiding under the paper napkin, where Ace’s message was still sitting on my screen: My dad just dropped a bomb on me. Apparently I'm getting a step-sister next month. Pray for me, Princess.I swallowed hard, forcing a breathless chuckle under my breath. Yeah, right. Texas was huge, and plenty of parents were getting remarried every single day. There was zero chance some random, arrogant guy on an anonymous app named Ace had anything to do with my mom’s rich new fiancé.I typed back a quick reply to Ace, shaking my head at the ridiculous coincidence.Princess: Good luck with that. Try not to terrorize the poor girl on day one.Ace: Please. She should be honored to share a roof with me.I rolled my eyes, locking my phone. I didn't k

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Chapter 4: My Step-Brother is a Womanizer

Zoe’s POV"What the hell," Aiden purred softly, his voice dropping into a low, terrifying register as he took a slow step toward me, "do you think you're doing in my room, Zoe?"Steam was still rolling out of his open bathroom doorway in thick, heavy clouds, bringing with it the scent of dark amber and cedarwood.I froze, my hand hovering an inch over his mahogany desk. Aiden was completely shirtless, a dark grey towel wrapped low around his hips, droplets of water running down his abs and tracing the dark dragon tattoo on his right arm."Mom told me to drop off your suit jacket!" I squeaked out, grabbing the hanger off his armchair and holding it up like a shield between us. "The door was cracked open, I heard a million pings, and I was just leaving it right here!"Aiden’s dark eyes flicked to the array of glowing screens on his desk—the multiple phones, the tablet, the laptop—and back to me. A slow, arrogant smirk gradually replaced his glare."Riiight," he drawled, stepping closer

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Chapter 5: I have been chatting with my Step-Brother!

Zoe’s POV"Zoe! Open the damn door right now!"Aiden’s voice roared through the heavy wood, accompanied by the violent rattling of my brass door handle.My heart wasn't just beating; it was slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird. I stared at my phone screen in absolute, paralyzed horror. The mirror selfie was still glowing in high-definition—the slate-grey towel, the low waistline, and that swirling, intricate dragon tattoo stretching across his right arm.It was him.The guy I’d been exchanging late-night secrets with for months. The guy who made me laugh until my chest ached. The guy who told me he’d rather talk to me than anyone else.Aiden Blackwood. My insufferable, arrogant, coffee-stealing stepbrother."I'm giving you three seconds before I take this door off its hinges!" Aiden growled from the hallway."I'm turning it off!" I shrieked, my voice cracking slightly.I frantically slapped the mute button on my speaker, shoved my phone face-down under my pillow, and yanked my

Last Updated : 2026-11-03

Chapter 6: My step-brother thinks he has been sexting my best friend!!

Zoe’s POV"Hey, Princess... you look somewhat familiar."The four words hung in the warm air of the campus courtyard like a smoke grenade.I stopped breathing entirely. Inside my charcoal hoodie, my skin turned ice-cold, then instantly set itself on fire. My hands tightened into white-knuckled fists inside my fleece pockets.Madison blinked, tossing her golden waves over one shoulder. She looked at Aiden with a mix of genuine confusion and amused skepticism."Princess?" Madison echoed, a amused laugh escaping her lips. "Aiden, did you drop your coffee on your head this morning, or are you just testing out weird pick-up lines from 2012?"Aiden didn't flinch. He took another half-step forward, his dark eyes sweeping over Madison’s face, taking in her glowing tan and bright blue eyes with absolute, predatory confidence. He was completely convinced he had just cracked the code of the century."Don't play dumb, Princess," Aiden drawled, his voice dipping into that low, smooth register he u

Last Updated : 2026-11-10

Chapter 7: My Step-brother saw me naked!!!

Zoe’s POVBy Saturday afternoon, the West Lake Hills mansion was dead silent. Our parents were still away in Dallas for their real estate conference, leaving just the two of us in the massive house.I shuffled downstairs into the kitchen around two o'clock, wearing my usual uniform: a navy blue sweatshirt four sizes too big, gray sweatpants, and my faded baseball cap pulled low. I just wanted to grab a box of toaster pastries and retreat back to my room.Instead, I walked straight into Aiden.He was sitting at the marble kitchen island, wearing a dark grey henley shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his chest and the top of his dragon tattoo. He had his laptop open, a mug of coffee beside him, and his primary black-and-gold phone lying right next to his hand.I froze on the bottom step, considering a tactical retreat."I can hear your loud slippers from a mile away, medieval peasant," Aiden drawled without looking up from his screen.I rolled my eyes, padding

Last Updated : 2026-11-10

Chapter 8: Playing with Fire

Zoe’s POVI stared at the glowing phone screen in the dark, my heart pounding so loudly against my ribs I was convinced Aiden could hear it from his room down the hall.My step-sister. She... wasn't wearing her usual tents. And now I think I'm losing my mind.My fingers hovered over the glass, trembling so badly I almost dropped the phone onto my face. I had to bite down on my lower lip to keep a hysterical laugh from escaping. Downstairs earlier tonight, he had practically sprinted away from me in the kitchen like a ghost was chasing him. Now, late at night, he was confessing his inner chaos to Princess—the fake online persona he was still desperately trying to score with.I sat up against my headboard, pulling the duvet up to my chin as I typed back.Princess: Your stepsister? The one you called a medieval peasant who hides under giant hoodies?Down the hall, I heard a quiet thud, followed by the soft rustle of his bedsheets. A second later, my screen chimed.Ace: The very same. And

Last Updated : 2026-11-10

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