روايات وقصص ضمن My Stepbrother, My Ruin

Elara’s POV The room went completely silent after Ruin spoke. For a second, even the rain outside seemed quieter. “Your father had a brother?” I asked carefully. Ruin kept his eyes on the phone screen another moment before setting it down slowly on the table beside him. “He left before the Bratva became what it did later,” he said. “Or at least that is what I was told.” “That sounds vague,” I whispered. “It was meant to be.” He said.

If I didn't loathe him before, then my hatred for him had grown to greater heights. "He…hiccups…he's a loser…he…he always takes everything from me…sobs…he stole my mother…his family are nothing but thieves," finding out Christian was my stepbrother made me hate him to the core. All I wanted was for him to get ruined. But how was I to ruin him when he had money to do as he wanted? Glancing up at Isabella, I extended my hand so she could help me up

“Look at you, little sis… covered in cum and leaking from both holes. Such a perfect little cumslut.” I could only whimper in response, my mind blissfully blank, my body thoroughly claimed by my stepbrother and his friends.

No way his mom was going to save him when she was the one who had agreed to it anyways. Maybe dad had not completely ruined my plans but have given me a perfect way to take care of him completely without worry that he would escape it. “They sure would.” I answered absent-mindedly. “What are you talking about? Eli you really have to snap out if it. I have no idea what he had done wrong to you but you both her brothers.” He nagged and I chuckled. “Step-brothers, we are both step-brothers dad and I don't think I can tolerate Sebastain anymore.” I answered.

I have never felt such anguish and hurt before in my life. Mom was the one who found me in the bathroom. She thought I was crying because the accident reminded me of my father’s death. Another reason you should not fall in love with your stepbrother, you can’t tell your mother about it when he breaks your heart. I groan as my eyes start to sting, and I know the tears are about to come. I can’t stop thinking about him, but that is to be expected. I do see him every day. Since then, he hasn’t said a word to me, but he sends his minion to give me orders daily. He and his little girlfriend. My chest tightens– no stop thinking about that annoying couple. I need to survive the next two weeks, and

I lowered my eyes immediately and as I tried to step away, he placed his hand against the door completely blocking my path. My body froze. “Dylan.. What are you doing?” “Everything about you is driving me crazy, I don't know what's happening to me” “What do you mean you don't know? “You just got married.. to my sister” I whispered shakily. Then I looked up at him. His eyes looked like he wanted to devour me right there I could feel his breath softly on my face I didn't look away either. “I.. We.. Someone could walk in” I stuttered looking completely lost in his gaze.

“I... don't know what..y-you mean, ah!” “Then I'll fucking tell you. Your boyfriend killed my brother! Your boyfriend killed my entire men, burnt many of my warehouses and destroyed my businesses. He ruined my business and committed the worst sin of all which was killing my little brother Aryan. He made him suffer and I'll make him suffer as well. I'll ruin him if it takes me to my grave. Stephano De Luan will die and I found his weakness recently.” A creepy and sadistic smile appeared on his lips at the end of his words and Rose looked at him in shock when he leaned closer to touch her cheeks.

It was my stepbrother who had made sure I was fed; he had bathed me and helped me with my assignments when necessary. He was my rock in sinking sand, my solid foundation and my all in all. "Don't worry, baby boy. Even if you don't get your stepbrother as you've always wanted, you will undoubtedly find another person. A person who will treat you the way you deserve to be treated, and one who doesn't see and regard you as a kid stepbrother. Your brother is a dumb fool if he doesn't see what he's missing."

“Beg them to ruin you. Tell your big brother how badly you need to be destroyed.” Tears pricked my eyes, but my cunt clenched with fresh shame and arousal. I’m completely ruined already—my own stepbrother watching strangers turn me into a sobbing, squirting mess. “Please… use me harder. Stretch your dirty stepsister’s holes. Make me come until I can’t think.” The next wave was merciless.

He yelled. I left, slamming the door behind me. And as I approached my room, my mind kept racing. My frustration collided with a sense of confusion, leaving me on the verge of tears. The hallway felt like a narrow corridor of this tension. What do you do when you get involved in a fight with your step brother with whom you have a thing for? This is way more painful than cramps. I can't believe this is happening to me. I can't believe my fantasy is slowly turning into a nightmare.