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

After a prolonged silence, Burgess came to the balcony alone and lit a cigarette again.


He couldn't suppress his coughing in the cold wind, and his eyes had turned red without him noticing.


He didn't know why he chose to keep Oprah in this way.


Perhaps it was because he didn't want to give up.


He couldn't believe she was dead. He couldn't accept that he had spent six years searching for her, only to find out she was with another man.


He couldn't accept that the girl he had loved for over a decade was choosing to leave him.


Thinking about all this, Burgess extinguished his cigarette and walked back into the ward, his body emanating a cold aura.


Oprah felt somewhat bewildered. Did she even have a home anymore?


As Burgess drove, he couldn't stop coughing.


Oprah paid no attention and stared out the window as raindrops slid down.


Perhaps genuine indifference is what it feels like now when you don't love.


Chapter 82