MasukShare
55.
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-04-02 18:38:11
Bab terkait
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 56.
I turned to see Ryder Caldwell standing behind me, his jaw set in a hard line. Eyes filled with anger. The cafeteria which was rowdy became calm. All eyes were on us. I gulped at the way everyone was looking at Ryder who stood by my side his eyes staring at everyone there as if he wanted to squash all of them. Riley's smirk faltered. "Ryder, this isn't your business."He stepped forward, placing himself slightly in front of me, his presence commanding. "It became my business the moment you decided to publicly humiliate someone under my protection."Sienna scoffed, crossing her arms. "Your protection? Since when did she become your charity case?"Ryder's gaze hardened."Evie is family. And I won't stand by while you try to tear her down."Whispers rippled through the crowd."Family?""Did he just say family?"Riley's eyes narrowed. "Family? Yours. I would never accept this wimp and her mother in my house or as family."A muscle in Ryder's jaw twitched. "That's your business to care ab
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-09My Stepbrother, My Ruin 57.
Ryder's POVShe smiled over the rim of her cup, eyes warmer now, lighter than they had been earlier.“I’m glad I have a friend like you,” she said, soft.Friend.That word echoed like a slap in my head.Did I just get friend-zoned?I leaned back in my chair and forced a smile. “Right. Yeah. Friend.”She didn’t catch it. Or if she did, she ignored it.Evie turned back to her tray, tossing a fry into her mouth like we were just two people having a normal, chill conversation.Which we weren’t.Because every time she looked at me like that—bright eyes, small smile, complete trust—I felt something sharp and stupid twist in my chest.I cleared my throat. “So, uh… what are you doing later today?”She looked up. “Why? You planning to throw me into another cafeteria war zone?”I snorted. “Tempting. But no. I was thinking we hang out. Just us. Something less dramatic. Maybe food. Or a movie. Or we could throw stuff at Nate until he finally admits I’m better at pool than him.”Evie laughed, and
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-09My Stepbrother, My Ruin 58.
“Bullshit.”He exhaled, ran a hand down his face. “What do I say? It's the same shit. Unlike you,you get to study and also do football which I am surprised you could handle. But for me, I don't get that. My dad’s breathing down my neck. He wants me out of here, Ryder. Wants me to quit everything, start training for the company. Says football is a waste of time.”I leaned against the wall. “You never told me that. You said it was about that heiress."He shrugged. “Didn’t think it mattered.”“Of course it matters.”He went quiet for a moment, then looked at me again.“You’re lucky, man. Your dad might be cold as hell, but at least he lets you breathe. Mine? He controls every breath I take.”I looked at him, then said quietly, “Then stop holding it in.”He frowned.“Your whole life doesn’t have to be scripted by him. You wanna play football? Play. You wanna screw up a few things to figure out what fits? D
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10My Stepbrother, My Ruin 59.
Liliana’s name wasn’t just a rumor. It wasn’t just some tragic footnote in the Ravencrest gossip mill. She was real. A real human being that died because of the bad treatment from rich students that think that they are unstoppable.And whatever happened to her… it was being buried. Erased. Meaning if was valuable enough to put Sienna and Cohen out of business. Am I doing this because it's going to suddenly stop bullying? No. It won't even stop bullying. It will continue. Someone else would do it again. The cycle would continue but at least for now, I won't get to see Sienna paid face again. I am selfish and curious like that. I slipped out of the library and headed toward the administration building, keeping close to the shadows. I knew the janitors had their rounds, but it was almost seven and most of the main staff would be long gone. The hallway lights flickered with that annoying buzz they always made. Half the place smelled like dust and printer ink.My palms were sweating
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10My Stepbrother, My Ruin 60.
I didn’t stop.Not even when her laughter followed me like a shadow, echoing down the hallway like a ghost I couldn’t shake off.I gritted my teeth, gripping my bag tighter as I turned the corner. My boots thudded against the floor, fast and angry.Stay out of the past.That’s what she meant, right? That smug, whispered threat.She didn’t have to say Liliana’s name. She didn’t need to. I heard it in every poisoned word. Every look. Every smile that didn’t reach her eyes.She knew.And she was warning me.But I wasn’t backing down.I made my way through the east wing and into the old gym building. The one barely anyone used anymore except cheer or late practices. It was quieter here. Forgotten.That’s where my locker was.Where I kept everything I didn’t want in my dorm room—backup clothes, old files, flash drives, and a box of printed articles about Liliana I didn’t want anyone else to see. My research had to stay hidden. Because even Ryder didn’t know how far I’d gone.I stopped at t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10My Stepbrother, My Ruin 61.
We were halfway to his car when my phone buzzed in my pocket.I didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was.I sighed, answering. “Hi, Mum.”“Evie, where are you?”“Uh… with Ryder.”A pause. “At this time?”“He’s dropping me off.”“Dropping you off where?”I glanced at him as he opened the passenger door for me.I muttered, “His place.”“Evie,” her voice went sharper. “Are you seriously—?”“Just for the night,” I said quickly. “Something happened, okay? It’s not—Ryder’s just being careful. Someone trashed my locker.”There was silence on the other end. I could hear the frown through the phone.I held the phone out to him. “She wants to kill me. Fix it.”He blinked. “What?”“Just take it.”He took the phone and brought it to his ear.“Hi, ma’am. Ryder here.” His voice dropped to that calm, polite tone he used with adults, the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-11My Stepbrother, My Ruin 62.
I yanked open the bathroom door and bolted into the hallway, water dripping everywhere. I didn’t think. I didn’t look.I dove.Straight onto Ryder, who had just turned the corner with a bowl of something in his hand.We crashed to the floor in a flailing mess of limbs and curses.“Jesus—Evie?!”“There’s a spider!” I shrieked, clinging to his very solid and very shirtless chest like my life depended on it. Which, honestly, it did.“A what—?”“A SPIDER, RYDER. A big one. With legs. And an agenda to kill me!”He blinked at me, clearly trying to process the fact that I was…well…soapy, wet, and very much naked on top of him.I realized it at the same time he did.“Oh my God,” I croaked, scrambling up. “Oh my God—I’m—this isn’t—”He looked dazed. Just flat-out stunned.“I didn’t mean to dive on you like that,” I babbled, backing up while trying to cover myself with my hands and also failing miserably. “There was a spider and I panicked and my brain just short-circuited and now I’m—oh God—”
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-12My Stepbrother, My Ruin 63.
His breath hitched.Then he grabbed me.One arm around my waist, the other yanking me off the stool and spinning me around. My breath caught as I bent forward over the counter, his chest pressed to my back, one hand sliding under the hem of the shirt—gripping my bare ass like he owned it.“You think you can tease me like that?” he hissed in my ear. “Sit there soaking wet, shirt half see-through, nipples hard, knowing I could see everything?”My thighs trembled.His hand came down.SMACK.I gasped, back arching, pussy clenching around nothing.He spanked me again, harder this time.CRACK.“Ryder—”“No,” he growled. “You don’t get to start the fire and walk away. You wanna be bad? Fine. I’ll show you what happens to bad girls.”He pressed his hips against my ass and I could feel it—his cock, pulsing through the fabric, sliding along my bare skin, so close to slipping inside and destroying me.I whimpered.He leaned closer, lips brushing my ear. “Tell me to stop.”I didn’t.I pushed my h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-12
Bab terbaru
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 71.
Stay calm, Evie. Stay calm.But I was shaking with anger.Not the loud kind. Not the kind that screamed or threw things.This was the kind that lived deep in your bones. That crawled under your skin and clenched your throat and made everything feel too quiet.We were eating takeout on his couch.Ryder was talking about football now. Something about new drills and how Coach Graham was riding him hard about missing a pass last week. His voice was low, familiar.Safe.But I barely heard a word.My fingers were curled around the chopsticks, noodles untouched in the container.He glanced at me mid-sentence, brow creasing. “You okay? You’ve barely said a word.”I didn’t look at him.Not yet.if I didn't say it, I would die from within. Even though I wanted to act as if it didn't matter. It did. It fucking did. So I did it. Even if it would ruin our relationship I said it. “You said you weren’t there.”Ryder stopped mid bite.The room fell silent.He blinked. “What?”I finally turned to
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 70.
Ryder’s penthouse looked like something off the cover of a billionaire lifestyle magazine. It was sleek, masculine cold in a way that felt intentional. The walls were painted a deep charcoal, the floors a polished dark wood that reflected just enough light from the massive windows facing the city skyline. There was a pool table in the far corner, untouched. Shelves lined one wall, filled with books that looked like they were chosen more for aesthetic than interest.But the living room, yeah, that was his favorite spot. Black leather sectional. Minimalist décor. Everything smelled like cedarwood and ambition.I was curled into the far corner of the couch, arms wrapped around my knees. He stood across from me, hands shoved in his pockets, staring like I was some unsolvable equation.I told him everything that happened with Maya, not that I was hoping for his support. I didn't need it. Not from a liar.“I’m not saying you’re wrong,” he said, voice tight, “I’m saying you need to slow
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 69
Dean Marshall.He was the head of Ravencrest’s disciplinary board. Former military. Cold eyes. Voice like gravel. The kind of man who didn’t tolerate excuses and had zero patience for drama. If you got a summons from him, you didn’t sleep the night before.And there he was.His name, listed beside all the others.“He was part of it?” I asked, voice barely a whisper.Maya didn’t look away from the screen. “That explains a lot, doesn’t it?”I swallowed. “The missing records. The cover-up. No investigation. It makes sense now. He was probably paid."Maya nodded. “He has the power to bury anything he wants. And if he was in on it…”“He made sure Liliana’s death disappeared,” I finished for her.I stared at the screen, fists clenched at my sides, heart pounding so hard it hurt.But then—My eyes froze on a paused frame in one of the videos.Two boys.Laughing. Holding red solo cups.One of them was Caden.And the other, younger, maybe seventeen.Was the one person that made my heart skippe
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 68
Maya drove quietly for a while, her fingers drumming on the wheel, some low R&B song playing through the speakers. It wasn’t awkward, just… heavy. Like we both had too many thoughts and not enough space in the car to say them out loud.We pulled into a quiet neighborhood, one of those older parts of town with cracked sidewalks, chipped fences, and the scent of fried food wafting through the air. Her house was small, pale blue with flower pots near the porch. To be sincerely speaking, I expected more. Most Ravencrest students, boast about their houses. Homes and how rich they were. This was just unexpected. “This is me,” she said, throwing the car into park.“Cute,” I murmured.Maya smirked. “Wait till you see inside. I know it isn't much, but it's mine and I worked hard for it without my parents help.”I smiled. "Really nice."I followed her up the steps, and the second we got inside, I was hit with the smell of cinnamon and old books. A fan spun lazily overhead, and photos cover
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 67.
Practice ended with a whistle and a muttered curse under Mia's breath. I barely heard any of it.My eyes were on Maya.She hadn’t come back after storming off. Her stuff was still sitting near the benches. Her water bottle half full. Her bag unzipped.I waited, letting the rest of the team filter out slowly—laughing, gossiping, brushing past me like I didn’t exist.When Maya finally showed up again, she moved fast. Her eyes didn’t meet anyone’s. She just grabbed her bag and turned to leave.I took a breath and moved quickly.“You’re Liliana’s friend,” I said.She froze.Then turned slowly, brows raised, guarded. “Excuse me?”“I heard what you said earlier. About the anniversary. About lighting a candle.”Maya’s eyes darted around like she was searching for an exit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“I’m not trying to start anything,” I said quickly. “I just—”“You shou
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 66
Ryder turned off the water with one hand, the other never leaving my waist. He wrapped a towel around me with the kind of care that made my throat tighten, then lifted me again—my body limp in his arms, skin warm and slick from the shower.Not because I was weak.But because I wanted him to carry me.I wanted to be held.And he did.He held me like I was something fragile. Like the fire he'd stoked in me hadn’t just burned through the room minutes ago. Like I was still soft under the ash.The bedroom lights were low, the sheets slightly rumpled, shadows dancing along the edges of the walls as he laid me down—gentle, deliberate, like setting something precious into place.He didn’t rush to leave. Didn’t grab his phone. He didn’t even bother with clothes.He just joined me.Pulled the covers over both of us, slid behind me, and tucked my bare body against his chest. His arm looped around my waist. His lip
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 65.
"I...I can't feel my legs..." I panted, voice wrecked, throat raw, hips still twitching from the aftershock. I ran a trembling hand through my hair, trying to steady myself, still pinned between the mirror and his chest—his cum slowly dripping out of me, thick and warm between my thighs.Ryder didn’t answer right away.He just looked at me.Smirking. Possessive. Still hard.His cock—still fucking hard.God help me.He pulled out slow, and I whimpered at the loss, at how empty I suddenly felt, how my walls clenched down around nothing.Then he dropped me.Not rough—no. But deliberate.I collapsed to my knees with a weak cry, my thighs quivering, muscles useless and slick with our mess. I barely had time to catch myself on my palms before his hand fisted in my hair and yanked my head up to meet his gaze.He looked down at me like I was a treat he hadn’t finished devouring.“You can’t feel your legs?” he mocked, voice husky, dripping with amusement. “Good. You won’t need them for this.”
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 64.
He hadn’t even fucked me yet but I was shaking.“Fuck… Ryder!!” I cried out, voice wrecked and breathless. I wanted to grab something, his hair, the sheets, the goddamn sky, anything at all as his tongue pushed deeper into my dripping pussy, working inside me with such precision as if it was the only water on earth, he put his tongue inside wet muscle thrusting in slow, teasing strokes that made my toes curl so hard they cramped.But I couldn’t grab anything.I was tied.Arms bound above me, legs spread wide, every limb useless but trembling. All I could do was lie there, squirming and writhing while he feasted on me. And fuck, was he taking his time.He wasn’t just eating me out—he was devouring me, slow and mean, like he had all night to torture me with pleasure. His tongue slid in and out, curling, lapping, then retreating just long enough to drive me mad before plunging back inside.I was leaking onto the sheets, my wetness pooling beneath me, coating the inside of my thighs, g
My Stepbrother, My Ruin 63.
His breath hitched.Then he grabbed me.One arm around my waist, the other yanking me off the stool and spinning me around. My breath caught as I bent forward over the counter, his chest pressed to my back, one hand sliding under the hem of the shirt—gripping my bare ass like he owned it.“You think you can tease me like that?” he hissed in my ear. “Sit there soaking wet, shirt half see-through, nipples hard, knowing I could see everything?”My thighs trembled.His hand came down.SMACK.I gasped, back arching, pussy clenching around nothing.He spanked me again, harder this time.CRACK.“Ryder—”“No,” he growled. “You don’t get to start the fire and walk away. You wanna be bad? Fine. I’ll show you what happens to bad girls.”He pressed his hips against my ass and I could feel it—his cock, pulsing through the fabric, sliding along my bare skin, so close to slipping inside and destroying me.I whimpered.He leaned closer, lips brushing my ear. “Tell me to stop.”I didn’t.I pushed my h
