All Chapters of Ex-Enemy turned Stepbrother:His Obessison with me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Saira;s pov"What the hell are you doing in my step father's house " I screamed in shock and disbelief as how can my fate could play such rubbish tricks on me ."Hey babe relax you should have asked your beloved mother as who are there in her new family and plus I don't think I look like a ghost after all I have a handsome face on which girls dies to kiss and here you are screaming like seen a ghost with no clothes."he said making my blood boil and my brain function mess this guy is the worse person I could ever meet again. I was happy since after High school we were worlds apart but what the hell is he doing here now .Couple of hours before...........Saira my darling I am happy that after a lots of hardships to make you understand what is best in current situation you grasp the line and took the initiative to meet your new family I am overwhelmed and excited at the same time as after you joining us our family will be complete and we will live happily ever after...! Mamma is so happ

After the grand introduction ceremony, my mom, new dad, and the entire household staff welcomed me into the mansion. The way they decorated the entrance, the preparations for our arrival—it was all breathtaking. It felt like a dream come true, and for a brief moment, I wanted to pause time and savor every second of it. Everything was perfect.My life felt like a scene from a fairytale. But, unlike fairytales, reality always finds a way to throw in twists.Now, after all the excitement, I found myself in the library. My new home had an actual library—a massive one—and it instantly became my favorite place. I had always dreamed of having a big library, filled with rare and beautiful collections, and now here I was, surrounded by endless shelves of books. It felt like heaven.My stepfather had instructed the workers to let me explore the mansion, and after touring the grand halls and rooms, I finally found solace in the library. I had asked the staff to leave so I could have some time alo

As I was lost in his intense gaze, Mom's voice pulled me back to reality. I snapped out of it, realizing the confusion written all over her face. She asked if I was okay, and I managed to reassure her with a quick nod, eager to steer away from any suspicion. We moved to the dining table, settling down for snacks and a casual chat. Throughout the whole time, I made it a point to avoid looking at him—I couldn’t shake the strange changes in his behavior. He wasn’t acting like the brat I knew in high school, the one who used to bully me until I was in tears. Instead, he seemed different, almost as if he was… flirting. No, I thought to myself, that couldn’t be it. This was the same guy who hated me, and I felt the same about him. Surely, he was just messing with me as usual.Putting my chaotic thoughts aside, I focused on the rare quality time with my mom. Just then, Dad joined us at the table, pulling his chair beside Mom’s with a contented smile. Raj walked in after him, casually taking

Just as our lips were barely an inch apart, a voice from behind snapped us back to reality. "Sir, where should we put these?" It was one of the workers, standing there with a large stack of boxes. Raj scrambled to his feet, offering me a hand. I refused, pushing myself up with as much dignity as I could muster, giving him a look that said, I don’t need your help, thank you very much.Unfazed, Raj gestured toward the workers holding boxes filled with clothes and other items. "These are a few formal outfits and essentials to get you started. And don’t forget the file I gave you." He said it so nonchalantly, but my eyes caught sight of the label on the top folder: New York Fashion Week.I nearly did a double-take. New York Fashion Week? I’d seen it on TV, read about it in every fashion magazine, and dreamed of it from the sidelines. The biggest names in fashion, the latest trends that would set the tone for the entire industry—I could barely contain my excitement. "Is this… the actual Ne

Saira hurried down the hallway, dreading what new task Sophia had in store for her. She entered the office, where Sophia sat behind her desk, a stack of files scattered in front of her.“Ah, there you are,” Sophia said, barely looking up. “I have a task for you.”Saira took a deep breath, bracing herself. “Yes, ma’am?”Sophia crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, smirking. “I need you to gather data on last quarter’s client acquisition, summarize the trends, and organize it into a comprehensive report. And it needs to be ready for director to present in—” she glanced at the clock, a look of smug satisfaction crossing her face “—forty-five minutes.”Saira’s stomach dropped. A comprehensive report on client acquisition in that short time frame? It would usually take days to compile something that detailed. She didn’t have access to all the data readily available, and she hadn’t been briefed on the latest acquisition trends, either.Sophia continued, her eyes narrowing. “I assu