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After the kiss, the air between Dev and me felt heavier, laden with something unsaid, something we were both hesitant to acknowledge. He pulled back slowly, as if unsure of what to say. His eyes, still soft and warm, darted around the kitchen before settling on mine again.“Katherine…” His voice was barely above a whisper, his fingers trailing the side of my face gently as if weighing what he was about to say.I swallowed hard, not sure where to look or how to respond. I crossed the line again. This time with another brother. Guilt surged through me like a wave, followed by something far more unsettling—a longing I couldn’t quite place. However, with Dev, it felt different. It wasn’t like when I was with Lucas. When Dev and I kissed, something sparked between us that neither of us could fully understand, but we both felt it. Something more than just physical desire, something that scared me.“I’m sorry if that—” I began, but Dev shook his head quickly, cutting me off.“You don’t have
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers PARK
I came downstairs when Dev texted me that Neel was back and waiting for me.My heart still felt heavy, a mix of guilt and confusion swirling within me, but I pushed those thoughts aside. I couldn’t dwell on what had happened with Dev, not right now.When I entered the entrance hall, Neel was seated comfortably on a loveseat, flipping through one of his well-worn books. His fingers moved over the yellowed pages with the kind of familiarity that only came from revisiting old favorites.I remembered Leo telling me during breakfast that Neel had read through every single book on the shelves in the entrance hall. I still found that hard to believe because there were hundreds of books in the hall, from various genres and countries.“Hey,” he greeted with his usual soft smile, looking up as I approached. He set the book aside, closing it gently as if saying farewell to an old friend. “Ready for our little adventure?”“Yeah,” I replied, trying to inject some excitement into my voice. In truth
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers FAMILY
After a while in the park, Neel stood and stretched. “Want to check out the bookstore now?” he asked with a grin.“Only if you promise to buy me ice cream,” I said, giving him my hand to pull me up.He laughed. “Okay, books then ice cream. Sounds like a plan.” He pulled me to my feet, and together, we made our way to the entrance of the park.“An amazing plan,” I added with a smile.We walked in comfortable silence for a while, the sound of the water lapping at the shore filling the space between us. It was peaceful here, away from the chaos of the house, and for the first time since Grandma’s death, I found myself truly relaxing.“So,” Neel began as we reached the edge of the park. “How are you holding up?”His question caught me off guard. “What do you mean?”He smiled knowingly. “It’s a lot, isn’t it? Moving here, adjusting to all of us… I know it can’t be easy leaving your life behind.”I bit my lip, trying to find the right words. At this point, everyone in the house had asked me
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers SULKING
As the sun faded behind the horizon, Neel and I rode back together on his motorcycle. We spent a couple of hours at the town’s local museum. The building wasn't anything extraordinary but had its old charm. We spent around two hours inside, moving from one section to another, reading the information on the exhibit labels and taking pictures. Along with a history section, the museum also had zoology and botany departments. There were taxidermies of wild cats, bears and reptiles, fossils and skeletons of extinct species, plant samples from different parts of the countries and various chats describing the living conditions of various plants and animals. The local history exhibits were kind of interesting, displaying the heritage and cultural shifts in the town over the last three centuries. There were many displays dedicated to the native tribes of the region too. That ended up being my favourite section. At first, I thought the museum would be boring, but it wasn’t. Neel made ev
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers BALCONY
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. The screen glowed, showing the time. 1:55 AM. I’d told myself that I wouldn’t wait up for him, that I didn’t care if Lucas showed up or not. But here I was, counting down the minutes, my stomach in knots. It was stupid. I knew it was. I didn’t want this, didn’t want him. At least that’s what I kept telling myself whenever bits of consciousness kicked in to let me know that I kissed his brother, the same day. My fingers hovered over the phone, and the urge to send him a message rang when I saw he was online on I*******m. But what would I even say? Ask where he was? Or why he hadn’t bothered to text? No. That would make it seem like I cared too much. Like I was waiting for him. And I couldn’t give him that kind of satisfaction. Different thoughts and questions came to my mind. I fell on my bed telling myself that I was being stupid. That it wasn't me. I couldn't possibly wait for a man, especially Lucas, to show up and pla
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers ELEVATOR
I stood on the balcony, arms folded on the railing, staring out at the quiet forest. The cool night air brushed against my skin, but I barely felt it. My mind was spinning, replaying the kiss I had shared with Caspian just moments ago. I could still feel the heat of his lips on mine, the electric sensation that surged through my body when he touched me. I wasn't sure what I was feeling—anger, confusion, desire-all of it swirled together in a way that left me disoriented. I didn't want this. I shouldn't want this. But I did. And now, he was asking me to come to his office, and I knew deep down that nothing good was going to come of it. My heart pounded in my chest, and for a moment, I considered staying out here, staying safe. But something was pulling me, dragging me back inside. The way he kissed me, the way he looked at me, as though he saw right through the careful facade I was trying to build for myself. I couldn't resist the pull. Five minutes, he had said. Five min
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers CONTROL
I stared at him, locked in my place as his fingers softly brushed against my neck. It made my skin prickle. “Do you want this?” Caspian’s voice was a low rumble, the words hanging between us. He didn’t need to elaborate on what he was asking; I knew. My gaze flicked away from him for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts, but my heart hammered so loudly I was sure he was hearing every single beat. “I know this must be very confusing for you,” he continued, his voice softer now, more coaxing. “But this is me, Kat. The real me.”I realised he wasn’t just asking about what was happening now—he was asking if I was ready to dive into the depths of who he truly was, no matter how dark or complicated that might be.My throat was dry. I tried to swallow but couldn’t. “What... what am I supposed to do?”The words came out small, trembling with the fear and curiosity coursing through me. My eyes flicked nervously over the room again, taking in the dim lighting and the air thick with anticip
My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers BRUNCH
I woke up with a start the next morning, the remnants of the previous night clinging to me like shadows. The room was bathed in morning light, but it did little to chase away the haze of my thoughts. I lay still, staring at the ceiling as memories of Caspian flooded back—his voice, his touch, the intensity in his eyes. It played in an endless loop in my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake it. ‘What have I done?’ The question that had lingered since I first arrived in Washington once again echoed in my head. “What have I done?” I mumbled it, thinking maybe saying it out loud would make me stop doing what I was doing. It was one of the worst feelings—to do something in the heat of the moment and then question or regret it in the days that followed. For the last three days, I had been grappling with this, my interactions with Caspian and the other brothers replaying incessantly in my mind. Sitting up, I ran my hands through my disheveled hair, trying to ground
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