The CEO's Stepdaughter
He looks around, then spots Aiden and softens visibly.
“He’s… smaller than I thought,” Jonas says, like he’s disappointed and fascinated at the same time.
“That’s because he’s not a linebacker yet,” Cole replies.
Jonas shrugs. “He could be.”
Then Jasmin walks in. Sixteen, long hair, eyeliner sharp enough to cut glass, posture radiating pure teenage disdain. She takes one look at the decorations and sighs like she’s been personally wronged by Winnie the Pooh. “Oh my God,” she mutters. “It’s… yellow.”
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