All Chapters of My 7 Deadly Stepbrothers : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The rest of the morning passed in a blur. Between classes and the constant noise of the campus, I felt like I was floating just above the surface of everything. I went through the motions, answering questions when professors called on me, and nodding along whenever they looked at me while explaining something. But the whole time, my mind was somewhere else—back in the house, with Caspian, with Lucas. The reason for this is a text from Caspian I received when I was in the library. Caspian: Are you free this afternoon? I spent the break alone in the campus courtyard, letting the sun warm my face. Despite the noise around me—people laughing, the distant hum of a lawnmower, the echo of someone’s phone blaring a song—I felt oddly peaceful. I started to forget about Caspian as I went through the university's website to check for the clubs and activities that might interest me. Being away from the house, from the tension that had settled like a thick fog around me, made me realize h

The late afternoon slipped into the evening as we returned to the house, a comfortable quiet settling between us after the ride. Caspian’s hand brushed mine briefly as we stepped into the entryway, and I felt the familiar thrill run through me. It was a soft touch, barely there, but enough to stir up the unsteady mix of emotions that had been simmering under the surface since the park. Just as we were about to head further inside, I spotted Dev on the staircase, a curious look on his face as he glanced between the two of us. He leaned casually against the railing, looking as if he’d been waiting for us. “Back from the stables, I see,” Dev said, his voice light but with an undercurrent of amusement. “How was it? Get enough of the great outdoors?” Caspian shot him a look, his expression calm. “Let’s just say Midnight enjoyed herself.” “Good timing then,” Dev said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Neel and Leo are in the kitchen experimenting. You’re just in time to witness

It was about half an hour past midnight. I sat on the bed, anxiously checking the time on my phone, which read 12:36 AM. I had been waiting for Caspian since midnight, and each passing minute felt like an eternity. The excitement that had filled me earlier began to wane, replaced by a growing sense of unease. ‘Why hasn’t he arrived yet?’ ‘Had something come up?’ ‘Did he change his mind?’ I was hugging my knees to my chest, feeling the delicate lace of my outfit brush against my skin, a reminder of the special night I had planned. I wanted a good fuck to forget about all of my problems and confusion, and also to move forward with Caspian. I stopped myself from calling him on his phone and back on the mattress, slowly trailing my fingers over the stomach. My thoughts faded into the passionate kiss we shared in the secret room below his office, and it became hard for me to keep my fingers from crossing the waistband of my panties. I was wet just thinking about Caspian. I imagine

The next morning dawned soft and quiet. The early light filtered through the blinds in my room, casting warm slats across the walls. For a moment, I stayed curled in bed, the silence almost comforting, but the lingering threads of the event from the night before tugged at me, pulling me back into the whirlwind of emotions still left. Caspian was tender when he slid inside me and started moving, softly with careful pushes. He talked to me till he climaxed, asking me about my feelings and what he was going to do next. It felt weird at first, but soon I understood he was being cautious to make sure our first time wasn't a painful memory. I reached my hand to where he slept and I could still smell him on that part of the bed. After dragging myself out of bed and throwing on a simple outfit, I made my way downstairs to grab a quick breakfast before heading to campus. The kitchen was quiet—only Dev sat at the table, flipping through a thick medical textbook, his face lit by a soft

“Please, Kat, tell me if he likes guys.” “Why do you care?” I opened the main door and waited for him to come. “Aren't you with the golden boy of the town?” He stood in front of me instead of going inside. “No, Elias and me, we are more of friends. I like his company, and that guy was hot. I like hot guys.” “Wha... that's... I don't think you can say that.” I pushed him inside the house and walked behind him. “I can, it's not racist or anything,” he countered and I was at a loss of words. “I-I... you know what, forget it.” Leo laughed as we made our way through the entrance hall. The room was unexpectedly crowded—the whole family was gathered there rather than in the family room for the first time. Caspian and Dev were talking in low voices, their heads close together, clearly immersed in whatever Derek had recently told them about the upcoming party. “Welcome, you two; take a seat,” Dev said when his eyes landed on us. I nodded and went towards Neel who was l