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As they were about to pass each other in the narrow staircase, Lysander halted. "Don't call me brother. You have no right to be my sister," he said coldly, not even bothering to look at her. Standing on the same step as her, his voice was chilling, as if it pierced through to the bone. Claire's long eyelashes quivered as she lowered her head even further. She knew that her stepfather's children had no warmth for her. After a brief exchange, Lysander went upstairs, while Claire remained on the stairs, motionless for a long time. She watched his tall and upright figure almost disappear from view before lifting her eyes.

“They’re separating. He didn’t lie about that; they are splitting the custody of the kids.” I watch her face carefully. “How does that make you feel?” She snorts. “Like I’m the villain in someone else’s story.” “You’re not,” I say firmly. Steph’s expression softens. “I know. It’s just… complicated, especially with Jasmin,” she says, exhaling. Her relationship with Jasmin was never a good one; apparently, it’s even worse as she is the woman who got between her parents. “Do you want to be with him?” I ask gently.

he starts before having me cut him off. "What?! Daughter?! No! Jack can't have another step-sister, it's not going to happen. Jack is mine, my stepbrother and I'm not fucking sharing him with someone!" I yell, growing upset. "Technically, he's not you're stepbrother anymore." My mother says, chiming in as she places a hand on my shoulder. My blood begins to boil and I swear it took everything in me not to hit her. I don't care if he's not my stepbrother because I'm not sharing him with anyone, ever again.

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

“ Be careful next time “ he said as he left the room leaving me in a complete blushing mess . My stomach grumbles for the second time today. This is my cue to go get something to eat . I made my way to the dining area and met my mother and stepfather having breakfast. I’m surprised to see the head seat still empty. Isn’t he supposed to sit there ? He is the man of the house . I find myself a seat farther away from the two of them . I don’t have time for their cheesy moments . “ It is rude to ignore your elders like time Veronica “ said my mother . “ It's okay baby, “ said Mr Vince. I merely glanced at their direction and gave them a nod . “ This is unacceptable Vince baby “ said my mother .

STEP BROTHER X STEP SISTER 1 AXEL~~ Returning back home for the summer was going to be another banger as always oh-fuck! Not anymore that is. My father ventured off looking for a wife and got married in Bali, that wasn't the only problem. Thanks to my father and his new wife finally on their honeymoon, it was the the fact that I now had to deal with the vexatious daughter of my new step mother, Sarah fucking Anderson.

Harry saw that she was unhappy, so he scratched her nose and said, "Do you want to eat your daughter's jealousy?" Stacy didn't say a word and bowed his head to tie the laces of his clothes. "We are father and daughter, and the blood is thicker than water." Half of the blood on her body belonged to him, so it was natural for her to have a good relationship with him. Stacy didn't want to talk to him, so she quickly walked over and opened the door. Stephanie didn't know that Stacy was back, so she called him father as soon as the door opened.

“It can’t happen again. I’m your stepmother. You’re my stepson. We can’t… we can’t do that again. It can’t happen. Not with what’s at stake.” His hands clenched at his sides, and he closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, they were sharper than ever. “I care about you, Lucia. And what happened this morning is proof...” he hesitated, swallowing hard. "I’ll protect you, no matter what.” I shook my head, trying to fight the swirl of feelings inside me. “No. We need to keep boundaries, Hunter. You’re my stepson. I’m your stepmother. That’s the reality.”

"Stepsister?" The voice came out from Kevin with a low growl. He moved his gaze at my mother and glared at her. I gulped, lowering my head. I knew it might be hard for them to accept someone new in their family. However, I never wanted to be a part of their family either. My mother let out a small chuckle. "Yes, dear. She is my daughter. Since I am now married to your father, she is now considered to be your sister. You should be happy that our family is growing."

“Publicly, she stays your wife. The perfect family. The fairytale you sold her.” My fists clenched. “And privately?” Vivian’s smile turned dangerous. “During the day, she can be your stepdaughter. Protected. Sheltered. Pure. Cause you're mine" My stomach twisted. “Stop.” “At night,” she whispered, brushing her fingers against my sleeve, “You're hers.” I stepped back sharply. “That’s sick.” “It’s practical,” she corrected. “You get your family. I get you.” “There is only one woman in my heart,” I said, my voice shaking with fury. “And it’s not you.”