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Juliana has everything that money could buy, at hindi kasama doon ang pagmamahal ng isang magulang. Her mother made sure of that the day she married her stepfather, a man twice her age, in exchange for wealth and status. Kaya naman nang mabalitaan niyang nasawi ang mga ito sa isang aksidente, wala siyang naramdaman na kahit ano. Ni isang patak ng luha ay walang tumulo mula sa kanya. She already lost to money the only family she had, kaya hindi na bago sa kanya 'to. For sure, after going through their burial, she would be back at the all-girls boarding school they sent her away to, and everything would stay the same. But just when she thought that nothing would ever change, nalaman niya ang laman ng last will ng kanyang ina. To claim her inheritance, kailangan niyang tumira sa iisang bubong kasama ang kanyang stepbrother, her stepfather’s only child from his first wife, until she turns 21 years old. Ang problema? She just turned nineteen a week ago before their accident! Dalawang taon niyang kailangang magtiis sa poder ng taong pinaka-ayaw niya sa lahat. At ang mas malaking problema? Their state, the mansion where her stepbrother currently resides, is far from the city and the life that she’s used to! It’s in a secluded area in a remote province! What would her life be like from now on? Hindi puwede ‘to! Mamamatay muna siya bago siya tumira kasama ang lalaking ‘yon na masahol pa sa demonyo ang ugali! But between hatred, lies, and the forbidden tension she couldn’t name, matutuklasan ni Juliana na may mga bagay na hindi kanyang diktahan, lalo na ang puso. — THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, AND SCENES THAT MAY BE DISTURBING OR TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS.

WARNING ‼️ This book delves into mature and explicit themes, including graphic sexual content, taboo relationships such as forbidden affairs and sibling rivalry-fueled obsession. The characters aren't all perfect and sunshine! Tread carefully if these elements unsettle you, reader discretion is strongly advised. (18+) **** I’ve craved Soren my entire fucking life. My sister knew it—knew he was my obsession, my filthy secret. But Cassidy’s always stolen everything from me. Dad’s favoritism and even the spotlight in college. And then she framed me for something heinous, painted me as an aggressive jealous junkie, and ruined me. As if that's not enough, she walked down the aisle with him. Now she wears his ring. She carries his children. She parades the perfect life right in front of me. And I’m supposed to smile. Pretend it doesn’t shred me apart every time I see him touch her. But one night… one reckless, drunk scorching night after being fired…We had a nightstand. He doesn’t remember—but I do. God, I do. And I can’t stop craving more. Cassidy thinks she’s clever, dragging me back into her perfect little life, humiliating me, then hiring me to nanny her kids. She thinks I’m weak. But sharing a roof with Soren is pure inferno, his gaze burns trails over my curves, hatred simmering beneath raw lust. We shatter every boundary: stolen gropes in shadowed corners, frantic fucks against walls, his cock slamming into me in forbidden spots where anyone could catch us…. I know it’s depraved to lust after a taken man. Sick to yearn for your sister’s husband. Utterly taboo. But I don’t give a damn. Because for once in my life, I want to take everything from her. Even if it destroys us all. .

Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. ___ He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time.