Pain shot through me as Burgess's grip tightened on my chin. "What are you doing... Mmm!" I protested, my voice muffled as he silenced me with a forceful kiss.
At that moment, my mind went blank, and I was too stunned to push him away. Burgess's kiss was aggressive and dominating, leaving my lips bruised and bleeding when he finally pulled back.
Gasping for air, I glared at him, my cheeks flushed with anger. "I’m your step-sister!" I spat, unable to contain my outrage.
But Burgess merely rubbed his thumb against my reddened lips, his expression unreadable. "I'll do it if you dare to provoke me again," he warned, his tone sending a chill down my spine.
Furious but intimidated by his ominous gaze, I remained silent as he turned to leave, his satisfaction evident in the smirk on his face.
What was it like to have a twisted older brother?
After Oprah Johnny's father abandoned her and her mother, Oprah’s mother remarried a man from the Harrison family. That was how Oprah got a stepbrother, Burgess Harrison. Everyone seemed to believe Burgess disliked her, and even she herself thought so. But little did they know that Burgess had fallen in love with her at first sight. As Oprah grew more and more attractive, he found himself losing control…

Go Away,My Stepbrother

Locked in Burgess's private villa, I felt a surge of frustration as he led me to the bedroom and ordered, "Stay here and reflect on yourself!"


"I have nothing to reflect on," I retorted, attempting to open the door and escape his confinement.


But Burgess was quick to thwart my efforts, sneering as he pulled me back and secured me to the head of the bed with a tie. His words were laced with resentment, "You went to have an abortion without telling me. Do you think I'm dead?"


Pouting in defiance, I couldn't help but wonder aloud, "How did you know I was in that hospital?"


Burgess's sneer only deepened, his tone cutting, "What do you think?"


Suddenly, the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. "You sent someone to follow me? You are totally a bastard!" I accused him, my anger boiling over.


Chapter 17