Alex’s P.O.V.“Don’t blame me later.” I wink at her before gripping the straps of her bra and tearing it off in one swift, rough motion. Her gasp is lost as my mouth finds her neck, and I attack her skin with hungry kisses, sucking and biting, leaving marks that claim her as mine.My hands are everywhere, roaming over her exposed skin. I roughly cup her breasts before squeezing them with a desperation I can’t control. Her nipples harden beneath my touch, and I twist and pinch them, eliciting a sharp cry from her lips.She arches into me, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as her moans fill the night air, mixing with the sound of crashing waves. Her pleasurable whimpers drive me wild, making me harder.“God, Stella, the way you moan,” I whisper against her skin before capturing her lips again and devouring them hungrily. Our bare chests pressed together, our hearts beating in sync.Her hips buck against me, seeking friction, and with a smirk on my face, I grind my knee bet
Alex’s P.O.V. Stella obeys, slowly lowering herself onto the wet sand before me on her fours. I take in the sight of her like this—the way she waits, completely exposed, the curve of her back, the way her skin glows under the moonlight. My chest tightens with a possessive pride. She’s mine. Only I can see her like this. It gives me an immense satisfaction. As I let my boxers drop, freeing my hard dick, her eyes widen and her lips part.I smirk. “Do you like what you’re seeing?”She bites her lower lip, her cheeks flushing a deep red. “Absolutely.”Without another word, I drop to my knees behind her. My hands roam over her body as I press myself against her wetness. I can feel her body shudder with anticipation when I grind against her slick folds, teasing her without giving her what she craves. My grip on her hips tightens. “Say it, Stella. Say that this beautiful cunt of yours belongs to me.” With one hand, I tap my hardness on her clit. She meets my gaze over her shoulder, her
Stella’s P.O.V.Damn!I never knew that sex could be this addictive and satisfying.With Jade…No. No. I don’t want to think about him. I don’t want to ruin my best night by thinking about the person who cruelly shattered me.But, seriously tonight, I realised that there wasn’t any fault in me. It’s just that asshole didn’t know how to fuck properly. He always made me feel like there was a problem with my body.I was so stupid.God! I don’t want to think about him.I just only want to think about how Alex made me feel. I felt so complete when he was buried deep inside me.And he took out the best side of me which I didn’t know existed me. The bold side of me.The way he punished me when I got naughty—and to be honest, I got the best orgasms of my life. It was so intensely satisfying. My entire body was shuddering.God, just thinking about it makes me wet again.I never imagined I would get involved with my stepbrother. When we first met, he was so rude to me, and I didn’t like him at
Stella’s P.O.V.I cry out as Alex thrusts into me, slow and deep, his body pressed tightly against my back. His one hand squeezes my buttocks, the other kneads my breast while his lips move across my neck and shoulders, leaving warm kisses.God! It feels so good, like everything in my mind is melting away.All the thoughts that were tormenting me just minutes ago start to dissolve with every thrust. Right now, in this moment, there’s only us. I can’t deny the connection between us, even if I’m not ready to accept it.I turn my head, seeking his lips, and kiss him with everything I have. The kiss is hungry and desperate, our tongues tangling. We move together, our bodies finding a perfect rhythm, and soon we’re both on the edge.With his one last deep thrust, we explode together, our bodies trembling in sync. I’m lost in the sensation and in him. For a moment, I completely forget about everything else.But as the pleasure fades away, reality hits me. I know this is more than just sex.
Alex’s P.O.V.After Stella disappears into the bathroom, I grab a pair of shorts from the cupboard and quickly pull them on before dialing Sky back. I wait as it rings.He answers it with frustration. “Why the hell weren’t you picking up my calls?”“I was sleeping,” I reply, rubbing my forehead.“What? Aren’t you coming for match practice?”“No. Actually, Stella isn’t well. Her mom’s not around, so I’ve stuck here to look after her.” I say, trying to sound annoyed because I can’t let him doubt what’s really going on between us.Sky is my friend. It’s not like I don’t want to share what’s really going on between Stella and me, but I’m not sure how he’d react. To him, she’s my stepsister, a boundary that shouldn’t be crossed. But to me, she’s so much more—someone I’m starting to care about in a way I never expected.He falls silent for a moment before he responds, “Oh, Zoe told me about her ex. Alex, just... don’t be too hard on her, alright? She’s been through a lot.”Hard on her? Neve
Stella’s P.O.V.“Stella.” As I walk to my room, I stop as Alex calls me out.We’ve just returned from his beach villa.I know why he is calling me. He wants me to sleep with him. Even I want to, but I’m terrified.“Alex, I can’t sleep with you.” Without turning back, I respond before he can say anything.As he steps in front of me, I avoid looking at him.He gently holds my chin and pulls it up to make me look at him. “Stella, I know. You’re scared. But please let me take care of you. I know you can’t able to sleep alone.” His eyes are filled with honesty.I want to trust him, but I’m afraid to become a fool again. How do I explain him? “Please come to my room.” He requests and I can’t able to deny him.“Okay.” I nod.A small smile spreads across his face, and he presses his lips on my forehead. I close my eyes to feel his touch. It’s so soothing. Taking my hand in his, he takes me to his room.***Zoe: How’re you now? Sky told me you’re not fine.Me: I had a headache in the morning
Alex’s P.O.V.I return home in the evening after the match practice, worried for Stella. She went out with Zoe a few hours ago to purchase the gift for her mother’s birthday. Now she hasn’t been answering my calls, and when I called Zoe, she told me she had dropped Stella off a little while ago and mentioned she didn’t look well.I head straight to her room and knock firmly on the door. “Stella? Are you in there?”Silence.My heartbeat is accelerating. I just hope she is fine.I knock again, harder this time, but still no answer. Then I press my ear to the door, hoping to hear even the faintest sound, but there’s nothing.Anxiety begins to rise within me. I can’t stop feeling like something is wrong.Without thinking twice, I rush to my balcony, which connects to hers. I carefully cross over to hers, praying constantly to keep her fine. I hope she is just sleeping.I peer through the sliding glass door and my heart almost stops beating when I see her lying on the floor, unmoving.“Ste
Stella’s P.O.V.I sit in the warm water of the bathtub, and Alex sits right beside the tub, holding my hand.I look at him, still struggling to understand how Alex could love someone as broken as me. How can he love a woman who can barely hold herself together? Yet, here he is, his fingers entwined with mine, his gaze never wavering, filled with a tenderness I never thought anyone would have for me.He told me I fixed him. I seriously don’t understand when I did it.“Stella…” he calls me out, breaking the silence. “What happened at the jewellery store?”My hands tremble as I recall about the pendant and tears well up in my eyes. When will these painful memories stop affecting me? I fucking don’t want to cry for that bastard anymore.He places his one hand on my cheek and squeezes my hand with his other one. “Let it out, Flower,” he murmurs. “You’ll feel better.”Tears trickle down my cheeks as I begin telling him, my voice trembling. “I saw a woman purchasing the pendant which I purch
James’s P.O.V.As soon as the call ends, I start the car, gripping the wheel tightly. Denver slides into the passenger seat with fear etched in every line of his face. Just as I pull onto the road, his phone rings again.My heart almost stops beating.Is it Max?Did he send the video he told about?I pull over to the side of the road. I really feel like I can’t breathe. Denver’s hands tremble as he opens the message. His face turns white and his lips part in horror. Every muscle in my body tenses as I lean over, eyes locked on the screen.The video begins to play.Selena is tied to a chair, her wrists bound behind her, ankles strapped to the chair’s legs. Her head hangs low, dark hair falling over her face, tangled and messy.But the sight that shatters me is the crimson streak running from the corner of her lips—a trail of blood smudged against her delicate skin. Her cheek is swollen and a dark bruise forms just below her eye.I grip the steering wheel tightly in a fury. Her pain m
James’s P.O.V.Liar.She is a fucking liar.It has been eight days since she left my life and one week since that kiss.When I first saw her kissing another man right in front of me, I believed it—I believed she had moved on in just one night. I was hurt, broken, angry, and frustrated. But then I realised something. That’s exactly what she wanted. She wanted me to hate her, to walk away from her, to move on.But I won’t.I know she was acting that day because I saw the love in her eyes when she was with me. I have felt it. The same love I have for her.She is running away from me because of her father. She wants me to forget her. But that’s never going to happen. I can’t forget about her. No one can make me forget her because I saw my future with her, and I will do anything to make that future a reality.I won’t give up on us so easily, Selena. I know you want me as much as I want you. From the moment your lips touched mine, you became mine. And we are meant to be together—forever.I
Selena’s P.O.V.Pain.My heart is heavy with unbearable pain. Today, I pushed James away from me forever, and it hurts more than I ever imagined.I kissed someone else when all I wanted was to run to him, to hold him so tightly that nothing and no one could separate us. He is the one who makes me feel special, the one who gives me the attention I have craved my entire life. The way he takes care of me stole my heart completely.When I saw James standing at the entrance of my college, I knew I had to do something to make him stop following me and move on with his life. That's why I kissed that guy in front of him.But the moment our lips met, my heart shattered into pieces. Letting another man feel my lips, when the only man I ever wanted was James, felt like a betrayal.But now… now James will hate me to the core.That’s what I wanted, right?This is what’s best for me.I can’t disappoint my father by going back to James.I grab the glass kept in front of me and gulp down the alcohol
James’s P.O.V.It’s been two days since Selena left my life, and last night she left my house too—she’s vanished from my life completely. For the past two days, she has completely ignored me, as if we never had anything between us. It hurts like someone is stabbing a knife into my heart again and again.I was yearning to hold her, kiss her, touch her—just once in the last two days. But I couldn’t. She’s running away from me, and I can’t force her to stay.For the first time in my entire life, I felt like spending the rest of my life with a woman, and now she’s running away from me.Why, God? Why?I miss her so damn much that my body aches for her touch, for her warmth. My eyes long to see her face, her smile—the smile that melts my heart every time I see it. Without her, I feel like I’m losing myself. I try to numb the pain by locking myself in my room and drinking, but nothing helps.I get up from the stool, grab my keys from the table, and make up my mind—I need to see her, even if
James’s P.O.V. Unbearable pain. I feel unbearable pain in my chest for letting Selena go, even after knowing that she needs me like I need her. Because I don’t want to make things difficult for her, I don’t want to force her to choose me instead of her parents. I never want to push her for anything. Now she's gone from my room, from my life, and I feel completely incomplete without her. I get up from the bed and sit on the mini bar stool in my room before starting to drink directly from the bottle. I feel a type of emptiness that I've never felt before.The bitter liquid burns down my throat, but it’s nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I take another sip, hoping it will numb the hollow feeling inside me, but nothing happens. Her voice, her touch, the way she looked at me with those eyes full of unspoken words—I can still feel it all. And yet, she’s gone. I let her go. Tears stream down my face as I slam the bottle onto the counter before gripping the edge as I struggle t
Selena’s P.O.V.But I can’t tell him that I love him. I’m too scared.What if I tell him, and everything gets ruined? What if my parents hate me?No. No. I can’t bear to see the disappointment in their eyes. This can never happen. No matter what, I’ll never let my parents hate me. If I have to destroy my own happiness, I’ll do it for them—because my only goal is to please them and finally receive their love. I can’t let anyone come between me and that goal, not even James.I take a deep breath and say, controlling my emotions. “ I don’t care what you feel. Let me go, James. I told you from the beginning—we have no future. I never gave you false hope.”My voice sounds foreign to me.His grip loosens.Now is my chance to leave. He won’t stop me after hearing my ruthless lie—that I don’t care about what he feels.But the truth is, I do.I feel his pain as if it were my own. And I know—I’m breaking his heart.I’m breaking mine too.And God… I will never forgive myself for hurting him.Bu
Selena’s P.O.V.The next night, I lie in bed with James in his room, lost in thoughts about us. We’ve grown so close recently that my heart aches at the mere thought of leaving his mansion and returning to my parents’ home. I know it’s going to be the hardest goodbye of my life.But right now, with the few days I have left with him, I want to live them to the fullest.I’m wearing James’s shirt, and his face is buried in my chest, his muscular arm wrapped securely around my waist. I’ve never felt so safe in anyone’s arms before. Why can’t I keep this man forever?I play with his hair as he lies silently on my chest—his “softies,” as he calls them. I feel his warm breath on my skin, seeping through the open buttons of the shirt. It comforts me so much that I could live my entire life like this… and even die like this. But I can’t. And the pain of that truth is unbearable.He lifts his head and notices the sadness in my eyes. “Hey, where are you lost when you’re right here with me?”“Now
Selena’s P.O.V.The weekend trip ends as quickly as it begins. It’s like a dream I never want to wake up from. When I’m with James, time seems to fly.James takes me everywhere. We explore the charming streets of Paris hand in hand. He insists on buying me everything I admire—scarves, perfumes, even a silver bracelet I can’t stop looking at.He’s spoiling me like nobody else before. God! I’m going crazy.We visit museums, but I’m too distracted by the way he watches me instead of the art. We sip wine at a rooftop restaurant overlooking the city. He feeds me strawberries dipped in chocolate, calling me his queen.We ride a boat along the Seine, the city lights reflecting in the water, and he holds me as if I belong to him—because I do. Maybe not forever, but in these precious moments, I am entirely his.Every moment with James is magical. We share laughter and make sweet memories whenever we visit. At night, we fuck each other like there’s no tomorrow. Life with James feels like heaven
James’s P.O.V.“I want to take you out for the weekend, Selena.”“What?”“Yeah. Can you give me two days?”“Where do you want to take me?”“That’s a surprise,” I say, looking at her. “I just want to spend time with you—freely.”“But…”Before she can say anything else, I place my finger on her lips. “Please, Selena. I want this. Don’t say no.”I have never begged in front of anyone, and I never thought I would go this crazy for someone. But for Selena, I’m willing to do anything—things I’ve never done before.She nods with a smile on her face. “Okay. My two days are all yours.”A grin spreads across my face at her words. Without a thought, I grab her waist and press my lips against hers once again.***“Oh my God, Paris! I’ve always wanted to visit this city,” Selena exclaims in joy and her eyes sparkle as we land in Paris at night.“You’ve never been here before?” I ask in surprise, watching her excitement. Seeing her this happy makes me feel like I made the perfect choice. I always w