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Stealing My Sister's Fiancee VIII
Mellan held my arm as I prepared to leave the house. Her big eyes twinkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of pleading in them—a look that had always managed to make me give in ever since we were kids."You can't leave," she said in her typical spoiled tone. "You have to stay home tonight, Maya. It's been too long since we were last together. Please?"I took a breath, trying to muster a convincing reason. "I don't want to be a bother," I replied softly, but Mellan shook her head."Don't be stupid. You've never been a bother. This house is yours too," she said.Before I could object again, Mom approached with graceful steps and a cold smile that had never changed. She stood beside Mellan, her gaze fixed on me."Maya," her voice full of a calmness that masked something much colder. "Your bedroom has long been used as a warehouse. You haven't been back since you were twenty, so I didn't think it was worth leaving it empty."Her words hit me like a gentle slap, but I stood my g
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-27Stealing My Sister's Fiancee IX
I stood in front of the large mirror of the hotel room, brushing my hair slowly. The casual dress I'd chosen was a cream-colored one with a slight floral pattern lightly on my body, giving me a sense of comfort and elegance. At the very least, I wanted to look presentable enough to accompany Mellan, even though my mind was still full of images of last night.This city always feels foreign to me whenever I return. Other than for movie promotion purposes, I was rarely actually here. It was like walking among old memories that kept lurking on street corners. But today, I tried not to think about it. Mellan was waiting for me, and I wanted today to be a day where I could forget everything, at least for a while.After tidying myself up, I waited in the hotel lobby with a warm cup of coffee. I glanced at my watch. Mellan was already ten minutes late. That was not too surprising, considering how often she was preoccupied with small details.The glass door to the lobby opened, and I quickly l
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-27Stealing My Sister's Fiancee X
Aaric carried Mellan's shopping bags with ease. I walked beside him, trying to ignore the fact that I was now alone with him, without Mellan as a shield.The New York air was quite cool, with a gentle fall breeze whipping the ends of my hair as we exited the boutique. My pace was quick, eager to get this over with, but Aaric remained relaxed. Surely, he was enjoying the situation to the fullest.Amidst the hustle and bustle of the sidewalk filled with hurried steps, Aaric's presence felt like a magnet. His tall, confident figure and undeniable charisma attracted the silent stares of passers-by. I felt their eyes momentarily fixed on us, making my chest tighten slightly. I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the uninvited attention."Slow down, Princess," he said in a playful tone, like I were a child running.I frowned but slowed down any way. "Don't call me that."He chuckled, his low voice almost drowned out in the hustle and bustle of the city. "Old habits die hard."We headed tow
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XI
"Beautiful work, isn't it?"I gasped and turned my head quickly.There, standing not far from me, was Marcus Blackwood.He looked the same as the last time we met. Tidy, calm, with a black suit that fit his body perfectly. His black hair was perfectly styled.I blinked a few times, making sure this wasn't a coincidence too strange to believe. "Marcus?"He smiled a little as if not surprised to see me here. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."I was still trying to understand the situation. "Do you come here often?" I finally asked."Occasionally," he replied casually. He stepped closer, standing next to me, looking at the same painting. "I know the owner of this gallery. The artist who painted this is an old friend of mine."I gave him a quick glance. "Of course. I forgot that you have many connections in the art world."He laughed softly, the low sound blending with the quiet atmosphere in this room. "Connections? Perhaps. But more than that, I do like places like this."I gav
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XII : The Art of Manipulation
My phone vibrated in my bag. I took it out and saw Mellan's name on the screen."Mellan?""Maya, I'm really sorry! I'm still stuck in the office, and it looks like I won't be able to join you for lunch." Her voice sounded regretful.I tried to mask my disappointment. "It's okay, Mellan. I understand.""But you should still have lunch! Aaric, you're still with him, right?"I glanced at the man standing next to me, his hands tucked into his pants pockets."Yeah," I replied hesitantly."Good! Aaric, make sure Maya eats something before she returns to the hotel," Mellan chirped.Aaric said loud enough for Mellan to hear, "Of course. I won't let my fiancée's sister starve.""Thank you! I'll make it up to you later, Maya. Love you!"The call cut off before I could reply."I'm not hungry," I said flatly. "I'm going to go back to the hotel and eat with Ashley and Megan."Aaric sighed. "That sounds like a safe plan to you."I didn't answer him because I immediately turned around, preparing to
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-04Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XIII : The Love, The Chains, The Chaos
My long black dress wrapped my body perfectly, falling gracefully along my legs every time I took a step. I exhaled softly, looking at my reflection in the hotel room mirror. My hair was down in soft waves, my makeup is perfect, not too heavy but enough to make my eyes sharper.I tighten my grip on the clutch in my hand. This night, I'm going to see Carmen with Marcus. It's a decision I've made consciously, even though the image of the conversation with Aaric still haunts me.A soft knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts.I sighed before walking over and opening it.Marcus stood there, wearing a perfectly tailored classic black suit. His suit was impeccable, his bow tie immaculate, and something in the way he looked at me made me feel like I was someone special.His eyes swept over my appearance from head to toe, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "You look amazing."I almost smiled but chose to restrain myself. "You too,"He held out his hand. "So, are you
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-04Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XIV : Unshaken, Unbothered, Unstoppable
The sky was still dark when our plane took off from New York.After a long night with Marcus at the opera, my body felt heavy, and my mind was still full of residual emotions from Carmen and from everything.I sat in my business class seat, leaning my head against the window as I closed my eyes. The monotonous sound of the airplane engine should have calmed me down, but my mind kept spinning.Megan sat in the seat next to me, busy typing something on her phone, while Ashley already had his blindfold on, preparing to sleep. I decided to ignore all that and let myself fall asleep for a while."Oh, shit."I blinked. I sat up straight, rubbing my sleepy eyes and looked at Megan. "What?"Megan was still glued to her phone screen, her eyes widening."We have a problem."Ashley, who was almost asleep, raised her head slowly. "What now?" she asked lazily.Megan looked at us with a panicked expression. "Los Angeles airport is full. Paparazzi, reporters, even fans... they're all waiting for Maya
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-05Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XV : The Art of Control
A fall afternoon in Los Angeles feels warmer than in New York. The sun begins its descent to the western horizon, leaving an orange tinge that streams in through the large windows of my apartment. The breeze from the balcony slips in, cozy and relaxing.I sat on the long sofa, wearing an oversized sweater and shorts, letting my body sink into the softness of the scattered cushions. A classic cartoon played on the television screen, the characters' voices filling the room with silly dialog and laughter.At the far end of the sofa, Ashley is lying on her side, her iPad displaying the latest collection from a famous fashion house. Now and then, she mutters a completely irrelevant comment, more like criticizing the shape of the shoes than praising the design of the clothes."Why do they keep making boots like this? They look like something aliens would wear in 3020,"I didn't answer, too focused on my cartoon.Megan was busy with her laptop at the dining table just a few steps away from u
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-05
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Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XLIV : I polish up real nice
The restaurant is located on the beach, with dimly lit lamps reflecting softly off the sea's surface. The night air carried the salty scent of the ocean, mingling with the fragrant spices of the dishes served on the white linen-covered tables.I sat back in my chair, still trying to digest how we had gotten to this place. I knew Aaric never half-assed anything, but this restaurant—with its strict guest list, waiters who moved almost silently, and exclusive, suffocating atmosphere—was completely beyond my expectations.And even more astonishingly, when we walked in, no one stopped us. No one asked for a reservation. No one dared to speak before Aaric stepped through the door.Instead, the restaurant manager himself greeted us, opening the way with a slight bow of the head as if Aaric were someone more influential than the place's owner.I don't know if that made me more impressed... or more horrified.As we arrived at the table, I prepared to pull out my own chair, but Aaric had alread
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XLIII : You Played Me Too Well
I scrubbed my face harder than I should have, as if I could wipe away something more than just the remnants of makeup on my skin. But no matter how many cotton pads I used, no matter how cold the micellar water felt against my skin, the guilt still clung to my chest—thick, sticky, disgusting.I tossed the last cotton pad into the trash with unnecessary force and let out a long sigh.Behind me, Amira—my makeup artist—observed with narrowed eyes before crossing her arms. “You just looked at yourself in the mirror like you wanted to punch your own reflection.”I turned to her, forcing a small smile. “Just tired.”Amira clicked her tongue. “You always say that.”I didn’t respond. I knew that if I said anything more, my voice would sound too fragile for someone who had just finished a major photoshoot and received praise from the entire crew.I pressed my temples, trying to push away the lingering headache creeping beneath my skull.“I’m done here, right?” I finally asked, my voice soundin
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XLII : I bent the truth too far tonight
The morning was still too quiet when I opened my eyes. The air in the room felt warm, mingled with the scent of wood, sea salt, and something deeper—more familiar. Aaric. I didn't need to turn around to know he was still there. His strong arm wrapped tightly around my waist, his warm body pressed against my back, and his steady breath brushed against my nape in an almost hypnotic rhythm. I bit my lip, suppressing the anxiety that began to well up in my chest. This shouldn't have happened. I took a deep breath, letting my eyes drift to the large glass window that faced the sea. The sun was still halfway up the horizon, casting a golden shimmer that danced slowly on the calm waves. The beach in the morning always gave me a sense of peace. Or at least, it usually did. But not this morning. This morning, I woke up naked, trapped in the embrace of a man who shouldn't be here. A man I once loved. A man who was now not just dangerous—but also... Mellan's fiancé. My chest grew
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XLI : The Pedal's Down, My Eyes are Closed,
I don’t know who moved first. All I know is that one second, we were staring at each other in silence, and the next, his lips were pressing against mine again.This time, there was no gentleness. No pause. No space to think.Aaric kissed me in a way that was completely demanding and dominating, taking everything he could from me. His lips moved over mine with a rhythm that made me lose my balance.His hand gripped my neck tighter than before, leaving me no choice but to respond. I let out a quiet moan between our kisses, and it only made him wilder.My hands, which had only been gripping his sweater, slid up his shoulders, pulling him closer. I could feel the tension in his muscles beneath my fingers, the heat of his body seeping through the fabric between us.Aaric deepened the kiss. His lips parted slightly, his tongue sweeping over my lower lip before slipping inside, demanding access that I gave him without hesitation.Heat. Everything felt like heat.His tongue met mine, playing
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XL : Blood on the Floor, Heat on My Skin
The ticking of a clock echoed in the dark room. It was slow initially, then faster and louder as if counting down to something dreadful. I stood in the middle of a long, unfamiliar hallway—its walls dull gray, its floor made of old wooden planks that creaked beneath my steps. The dim light from a flickering chandelier illuminated the path ahead, casting long shadows that seemed to move at the edge of my vision. I didn’t know why I was here. I didn’t know where I was supposed to go. But my feet kept moving forward, even though something inside me screamed to turn back and run. Then I saw it. A drop of blood. Dripping from the ceiling. Landing on the back of my hand. I swallowed hard and slowly lifted my face. Someone was there. Hanging from the ceiling. I held my breath. Dylan. His eyes were empty, his lips parted like trying to say something, but no sound came out. Blood dripped from the gaping wound on his neck, falling slowly, forming a crimson pool on the wooden floor
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XXXIX : Hearts Racing, Minds Spinning
"Seriously, I don't understand how you can do a scene like that without losing your mind," Ashley said she he picked up a bottle of water and handed it to me.I accepted it wearily, unscrewed the cap, and gulped it down immediately. After that long scene, my throat felt dry."I'm just separating myself from reality," I mumbled.Ashley raised one eyebrow. "Seperating?"I sighed, trying to find the right words. "When I'm on camera, I'm not Maya. I'm the character I'm playing. I feel what she feels. It's the only way I can do it well."Ashley gave me a long look before nodding. "That explains why I almost cried watching your acting."I chuckled, though my shoulders felt tense. "Don't cry on set, Ash. It'll ruin your makeup.""Okay." She snorted as she grabbed a sandwich from the catering table. "I'll cry after we get the Oscar."I shook my head, grabbed a sandwich, and walked towards the break area. Some crew members were still busy talking to each other, but I could feel the occasional
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XXXVIII : Lights, Camera, Heartache
The air around me changed as soon as I entered the studio lobby. There was the usual bustle, the crew passing by, the sounds of conversation ringing out in the corners of the room, and the scent of coffee from the small outlet in the corner mixing the air with its distinctive fragrance.But among all that, there was something I couldn't ignore.I could feel the gaze that followed my steps, not from the people here or the coworkers who already knew me but from figures that might not be visible.The people Aaric had put in place.My heart beats faster, not from fear but the new realization pressing into my chest. I wasn't just an actress at work today. I'm someone who must be watched.Someone who was in danger.I sighed and resumed my steps. I can't let this affect me. Not today.By the time I reached the locker room, Megan was waiting for me with her arms crossed."Are you okay?" she asked, her eyes sweeping over my face like she’s searching for signs of something wrong.I nodded, tryi
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XXXVII : Stay Where I Can See You
My fingers gripped Aaric's sweater tightly, my body still feeling limp even as I tried to control my ragged breathing.Horror crept along my spine, the air was getting thinner.Aaric remained silent.His firm hand was still on my back, holding me up. But I could feel his body stiffening, his jaw hardening as he reread the writing on the paper.Then, without warning, he crumpled the paper in his hands and threw it into the fireplace in the corner of the room. The flames immediately devoured the paper, leaving black ash flying.I was still trapped in my fear when Aaric turned around, picked up the box containing the dead bird, and carried it outside.I stared at him with my breath still in my throat. "What are you doing?" I whispered.Aaric didn't answer. He opened the back door and tossed the box into a large trash can, closing it with a loud bang that made me flinch.When he came back inside, his face was full of eerie calm."Who knew you lived here?" he asked, his voice deep, sharp.
Stealing My Sister's Fiancee XXXVI : Wings Clipped, Heart Beating
I lay still, sinking into the softness of the mattress, eyes still closed.But my mind wasn't really asleep. I was still caught in the whirlpool of my own thoughts. Samuel, Dylan, the blood on the floor of Dylan’s bedroom, all of it spinning in my head like a shadow that refused to fade.Then, the sound came.The sound of the door opening slowly, its hinges squeaking softly amidst the silence.I didn't move.I could sense his presence even before he stepped inside.Aaric.His steps were quiet, steady, almost silent on the wooden floor.My heart beat a little faster, but I kept my eyes closed, my breathing as flat as possible like I were asleep.The mattress sinks slightly on one side.I feel the warmth of his body so close, closer than it should be.Then, something soft touches my cheek.A caress.His rough yet warm fingers glided slowly along my face, tracing my jawline gently, almost like a caress someone would do with feeling.His breathing was slow, almost inaudible.I refrained f
