What do you do when the man from a one night stand turns out to be your stepbrother? 
Do you forget that incredible night or…do you commit the same sin again and again?
For Jade Evans, caught amidst her mother's new marriage and the turmoil it brings, an alcohol-fueled encounter on the hills leads to a shocking revelation- the stranger she shared an unforgettable night with is none other than her soon-to-be stepbrother.
But that's not it- the man she encounters on the wedding day isn't the one she spent that passionate night with. Instead, he's someone closely associated with him. Now that all three of them have to stay under the same roof, surely, nothing can go wrong...right?
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"Remember when you said you'd drink me all up?" I projected my thoughts into his mind, interrupting his stream of thoughts.
His body seemed to freeze, his eyes snapping in my direction.
"What? Surprised?" I casually brought a piece of toast to my mouth, taking a bite. 
His jaw clenched visibly, clearly rattled as he lowered the glass without taking a sip, unfastening the first few buttons of his black shirt.
Fuck! I wanted to see him just as exposed as that night.
As for Chase, he didn't spare me a word. 
"I've got to admit, Stepbrother," I chuckled inwardly, confident he could hear my thoughts, "You're quite skilled at playing the 'clueless' act. If I hadn't seen your face so clearly, I might've believed that you're not Chase-"
"Devon, where's Chase, by the way?" Frank's voice abruptly interrupted, causing me to freeze in place, my eyes shooting towards him.
Did he just say... Chase?
No way. I must've misheard.

Chasing Our Stepsister

　　"God, she ran off. What should we fucking do?" My voice rang with urgency, my eyes scanning the darkness where Jade had disappeared.


　　Shit! Where do we find her now? She was nowhere to be seen and my mind, it had stopped working. Fuck this shit!


　　"Of course, we have to fucking follow her. It's not safe for her to be alone out there," Devon turned to me, incredulity etched in his features, "Let's go."


　　As he moved to shift, I made a beeline for the house, a surge of frustration coursing through me.


　　"What the hell do you think you're doing? We need to get her back to the house!"


　　"I'm grabbing her clothes! She fucking ran off like that, without a shred of decency, all her clothes are ripped and I won't have her exposed to God knows what out there," I growled, darting into her room and snatching a t-shirt. Thankfully, Eleanor and Dad were fast asleep; the last thing we needed was more chaos.


CHAPTER 46 I Reject You