Mess With My Stepbrother Novel Lily And Ethan Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ava froze, her fork pausing mid-air. Ethan scoffed. “Didn’t go. I bailed.” Leo laughed. “Seriously?” Ethan leaned back, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. The thought of sharing my once-quiet house with two new people? Freaky. No thanks.” Freya gasped and turned to Ava so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. “Did you hear that?” she whispered. Ava kept her expression blank. “Nope.” Freya nudged her. “He’s your stepbrother.”

Alexandra's POV I stepped into the pool party uninvited, ignoring the stares that followed me. I knew why they were looking; thanks to Davis, my stepbrother, my personal writings, embarrassing, intimate things I’d never meant for others to see, had become everyone’s entertainment. My fists clenched as I pushed through the crowd, eyes fixed only on him. There he was, laughing, carefree, while I was barely holding myself together. “What the hell are you doing…” he started, but before he could finish, my fist connected with his face.

The one with dark hair glared at me, “And what is giving you the impression that we don't want to hurt you?” He walked up to me, his silver eyes staring daggers at me. I felt tingles from my stomach down to my toes. My head swooned a bit from being too close to him. “I… I…” I stuttered, suddenly losing my ability to form a coherent word or thought. His eyes were fixated on my lips as he stared at them. I could see the lust in his eyes and I knew exactly how he was feeling because I felt the same way too. For some strange reason, all I wanted to do was to kiss my stepbrother until my lips were swollen and my panties were soaking wet.

Lily said helplessly, "This game is so big but the heroine doesn't show up, which proves that people are disgusted with it. Do you really take others as chips? Winners take everything? How disrespectful!" It has to be said that Lily is really talented in influencing others, as soon as her voice falls, she hears Ethan, who has been working quietly, suddenly closes the computer. "Pa..." There was a sound that was not light or heavy, like hitting her in the heart. As soon as she raised her head, she turned and cut off the topic urgently, "Brother Ethan, would you like a drink? I'll buy it for you!" Lily, "Why are...."

They fed me bites between kisses, their hands still roaming over my naked body. “You’re ours now, Lila,” Ethan said seriously, standing between my spread legs while I sipped coffee. “Not just for this storm. When we get back to the real world, nothing changes. You belong to your stepbrothers. Whenever we want you, you come to us. Understand?” I looked at all three of them and nodded slowly. “I understand.” Noah smiled and kissed me softly. “Good girl.” Lucas set his coffee down and stepped between my legs. “One more time before we try to check the road.”

Slowly, Ethan approached me, holding my waist and pulling me closer to him. "What are you doing?" I asked confused, pushing him. "Lily, I'm sorry. I knew the only way to make you come was by saying your sister was in danger. I'm sorry, but I needed to see you again!" He said in agony, trying to stay close enough to kiss me. The tension in the air was palpable. I looked at Ethan, my mind oscillating between relief that Emily was safe and horror that something more sinister was unfolding around us. Our destinies were now intertwined in a mysterious plot, and I was determined to uncover the truth.

Lily walked in, her hair tied up in a messy bun, carrying a stack of books. Her eyes flicked between the two of them, and a playful grin spread across her face. “You’re spoiling her, Ethan,” she teased. “Keep this up and she’ll expect pancakes and forehead kisses every day.” Maya nearly choked on her bite, coughing as her cheeks flushed pink. Ethan leaned back with a faint smirk. “Maybe I don’t mind.” Lily arched a brow at him, catching the undertone in his voice, but said nothing. She just dropped her books on the table and headed upstairs, leaving the two of them in a silence that felt heavier now — but not uncomfortable.

"I thought this was my way of expressing how much you mean to me." "Love?" Lily retorted, her anger rising by the second. "Have you forgotten that you are my stepbrother? This is completely unacceptable!" Lily's mind raced as she grappled with the complicated situation. She had always seen Ethan as her brother, someone she could trust and rely on. But now, her perception was shattered, replaced with a mix of confusion and anger. Ethan, seemingly unfazed by the intensity of the situation, attempted to explain himself. "I know we're step-siblings, but that doesn't change how I feel. I've been struggling with these emotions for a while, and I thought maybe you felt the same way."

she facepalmed, frustrated with her own incoherence. “My family?” Ethan prompted. “Yes, I mean… I'm a little bit curious. I want to know more about you,” Lily admitted, glancing away from his intense gaze and muttering, “You're just so mysterious.” Ethan chuckled. “They are in another country.” “Another country?” Lily repeated, her eyes darting up to observe him, but his face remained expressionless. “Yes,” Ethan confirmed. “I have an elder brother and sister. If that's what you're looking for, they are both with my parents.”

He looked between us, probably seeing the tension in the room that was thick enough to choke on, then casually opened the fridge. "I can see you two have already met." He picked up an apple. "Vera, this is my son Liam. Liam, this is your stepsister Vera." That word hit me like a punch. Stepsister. I slowly looked back at Liam. His face stayed calm, almost empty of expression, but his jaw tightened just a little. "Stepsister?" Liam repeated, finally turning to look at his father. "I asked you to come home early yesterday, but you came back late." Paul bit into the apple. "You missed the chance to meet her."