Forbidden Romance With My Stepbrother
Lust would’ve been satisfied with any warm body, but none of them come close.
I keep telling myself that’s all it is, though. That it’s just wanting what I shouldn’t want, just the thrill of it being forbidden. But then I picture her laughing at Ethan’s jokes, or looking at him the way she looks at me when she thinks I’m not paying attention, and my hands clench.
Wrong, I remind myself. She’s my stepsister now. That line isn’t just blurry it’s carved in stone, but knowing that doesn’t stop the craving.