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

　　"It's alright," Devon whispered, his hand softly squeezing mine. I glanced at myself in the rearview mirror. The turtleneck they bought from the store and the long slacks covered nearly every inch of me, hiding both the marks and the hickeys that adorned my body. All praise to the twins and their lips and teeth.


　　But a thought nagged at me. What was the point of it all? Frank had already figured everything out. So what was the point?


　　As much as I feared facing Frank, I was equally afraid to face my mother, even though we weren't on good terms. Would she blame me, thinking I had done this to ruin her marriage? That had never been my intention.


　　What would they think of me? Of us?


　　"Do you think it's a good idea to meet them now? They just found out everything and are surely mad at us," I whispered. "Isn't it better to wait a while before meeting them?"


CHAPTER 92 Trouble Ahead