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Of course, she did that in a jiffy of seconds! She cast a triumphant smirk in the wife's direction, her tongue darting out to swipe across her lower lip as she reveled in the shock and fury she saw in the other woman's eyes. "Now, let's go, brother," she purred, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. "We've got a lot of catching up to do.” The relationship between the brother and sister was as tight as a knot, tied together by years of shared secrets and unspoken understandings. Their bond was so close that Stephanie managed to know about her brother who has long woken up from coma even before the rest of the family was informed.

“Technically, I do not belong to either of you.” “Yes. But you could belong to me you know.” “You are my stepbrother,Kaden. Don’t be ridiculous.” “Not related by blood,so if we have sex,it’s not incest.” He gently tucked a strand of hair from my face behind my ear,our gazes locked. “Being step siblings means we are a family and family members don’t sleep together.” “But you’re hard to resist and I like the thought of forbidden things. It’s exciting. Plus,you’re my first and only step sister so I get to feel this only once in my life.”

a young woman's voice huffed, “You saw how he introduced her, right? They looked so close. Something must be going on between them.” I froze. “That’s not something you should say carelessly,” the first man said after a pause, “They’re siblings.” “STEP-siblings, meaning not biological,” the woman said, lowering her voice, “And besides, haven’t you heard the rumors?” “What rumors?” The same question echoed in my mind.

She saw herself, staring at stephens hand, wishing he could just remove his hand. "Can you remove your hand?" Kelly said while looking at him. "What?" Stephen asked. "I want to see it." Kelly replied. "You can't. I'm your step brother." "But you got hard looking at my breasts. I want to see how hard I made it and confirm how big you are." She said. "Its wrong and you know better." Stephen protested. "But staring at your step sister's breast is not wrong?" Kelly said. "I just want to see it, nothing else."

Mia was inquisitive. Lakshmi's POV "It's a boy, I think" I responded and Mia nodded at me, signifying that she understood what I just said. "Mia, I don't think I am supposed to be happy about having a step brother. A step brother means… I was saying. " I know what step brother means, it means he is the biological child of only one of your parents " Mia interrupted me and I gave her a smile, caressing her hair. "That's correct, but it also means that my dad cheated on my mum and I don't know how I am supposed to handle that at the moment" I reduced my voice because I didn't want my classmates who sat behind us to overhear our conversation.

While the rest of her step family controlled the room on the second floor of the house. Kylie walked more closer to her bedroom’s window, and saw Stella - her step mother, Aubrey - her step sister, and also Jack - her step brother had already left the house by a car. Kylie took a deep breath immediately after saw that. It's even used to be happen to her. Kylie never went with the three of them to her campus, even though the location of Aubrey's senior high school was quite close to her campus. Or with the fact that Jack was even in the same college as her, as a senior to her.

But then she walked into my life again. When I saw her standing there, inside our house, I thought the universe was playing some cruel joke on me. She wasn’t just a stranger this time. She was Kat, my step-sister. The girl who turned my world upside down without even trying was my step-sister. I tried to keep the thing between us casual at first, but it wasn’t long before I started falling for her. And I hated myself for it because loving her meant going against Dad. His instructions were clear we needed to treat her as our sister and respect her. I failed at both.

Even his parents had reprimanded him for blatantly grabbing his sister's chest. Stephanie hoped in vain that her brother's fascination with her tits would have subsided once he had been away for the school year and possibly shown some signs of maturity or had a girlfriend. But after only ten minutes of arriving home and exchanging embraces with her family—including her brother—she was completely annoyed when she noticed that her secret weapons were the focus of his attention. She could disregard his looks as a young adolescent and put it down to naïve and uninformed adolescence. But now that her brother was 18, he was a legal adult. She was his sister despite the age difference.

Newton glanced at her, who looked confused. "It must be weird for you to share that intimacy with your boyfriend while your brother watches," she chuckled, and everyone turned their gaze toward Newton. "Please, I’m her step-brother. I don't care who she meddles around with or sleeps with—she's not my blood sister," Newton said, his voice mean and sharp. His words hit deep into my chest. It was clear he had never seen me as a little sister—just a step-sister. I took a deep breath, sipped my drink, and tried not to let those words pierced into my skin.

As Rowan moved closer, ready to knock on the door, it swung open. A sweet mother emerged, and the little girl rushed into her arms, finding solace in the embrace. The reunion was heartwarming, yet tensions rose as the step-sister appeared, shouting and accusing the girl. The little girl, Stephanie, wanted to defend herself, to speak her truth. But the step-sister, quick to cut her off, spun a tale of disobedience and defiance. The emotional weight of the family dynamics unfolded in the air, and Rowan couldn't help but sense the complexities beneath the surface. The mother's concern, the step-sister's frustration, and Stephanie's silent plea for understanding created a poignant scene of famil