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

　　As I settled into my work routine the next day, my attention kept drifting towards the twins. Chase was engrossed in his laptop, while Devon meticulously reviewed some documents. Despite trying to focus on my tasks, my mind kept circling back to the new girl I'd spotted in their office the day before.


　　Do they have a sexual relationship with her? The thought gnawed at me, unsettling and frustrating.


　　Wait, why am I being so fucking polite even in my thoughts? It should be- are they actually fucking her?


　　Well…What had I expected? Perhaps I wasn't prepared for them to move on and find another girl to bang so quickly after my rejection.


　　Since returning to my room last night, these intrusive thoughts hadn't relented, leaving me perpetually on edge. I despised how much mental real estate they occupied.


CHAPTER 55 Desires On The Edge