All Chapters of My Stepbrother, My Ruin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I didn't want to smell my cum when my mother hugged me. That would be so disgusting. The thought. Literally the most mortifying thing ever. Oh. My. God.Panic shot through me as I stayed very still, praying she wouldn’t notice, praying nobody would notice.I tried to breathe.Think of literally anything else.“You were amazing today, Evelyn,” Mum said softly, pulling back to cup my face. “I saw what you did. How you stood up for me.”I swallowed hard, nodding. “Of course, Mum.”Her smile wobbled slightly. “You don’t know what that meant to me.”I didn’t know what to say to that.Because despite everything, despite the years of struggling with her choices, despite the frustration, I loved my mother.And I hated seeing her hurt.So I forced a small smile. “You don’t have to worry, okay? You deserve this.”She exhaled shakily, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Evie.”I felt guilt claw at my chest.Because just minutes ago, I had been on

A low curse.And then—A sharp inhale, a strangled moan—I knew he had just cum.And I had never felt more powerful.I lay there, panting, my fingers still between my thighs, the wetness dripping onto my sheets. My phone was still against my ear, Ryder’s heavy breathing filling the silence.“Fuck,” he finally muttered, voice hoarse.I bit my lip, my skin still burning, my body still aching.I wanted more.I wanted him.A wicked thought crossed my mind.I grabbed my phone, switching to video call.He answered immediately.And there he was—Ryder, sweaty, his body stretched out on his bed, his cock still in his hand, wet from his release.His gaze darkened when he saw me.I bit my lip. “Do you want to see something?”His jaw tensed. “Always.”I reached over to my nightstand, grabbing the sleek black dildo I kept there.Ryder’s breath hitched.“Jesus,” he muttered, sitting up slightly. “You’re going to kill me, Evie.”I smirked, dragging the tip of the toy along my inner thigh, teasing my

The moment his lips met mine, I couldn't resist.My body was already pressed against his—warm, enticing, and aching for more. The heat between us pulsed, an unbearable friction that made my breath hitch.His kiss was slow, too slow, like he was savoring the taste of me, teasing, coaxing, keeping me on edge. My lips parted for him, and his tongue brushed mine, deliberate and torturous, sending a fresh wave of arousal straight between my thighs.His hands traveled up my back, fingertips grazing over my spine, making me shudder. My nipples, already hard, pressed against his chest through the thin barrier of fabric, and I felt the answering heat of his body—his erection pressing against my stomach."Ryder," I breathed, trying to steady myself, but the wet ache between my legs was making it impossible to think.His grip tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against him, and I gasped at the undeniable hardness pressing against me. God, he was big."You almost killed me yesterday. You kn

"DON'T YOU EVER HANG UP ON ME LIKE THAT?! I WAS SO FUCKING WORRIED THAT YOU WERE CAUGHT!!"Elara screamed so loud my eardrum almost burst.I yanked the phone away from my ear, wincing. “Jesus, Elara. Relax.”“RELAX?!” she shrieked. “I knew something was going on! You literally vanished! And when I called, you just hung up on me?!”I sighed, leaning against the hallway wall. “I was busy.”A dead silence stretched on the other end.Then—“Oh. My. God.”I closed my eyes. Here we go.“Evie.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, but it was worse than the screaming. “Tell me. Right now.”I swallowed. “Tell you what?”A gasp. “YOU HAD SEX WITH HIM AGAIN, DIDN’T YOU?!”I nearly threw my phone.“Elara—”“You did! Oh my God. How was it?! Was it different? Did he tie you up? Give you anal?”I felt heat rush up my neck. “Elara—”“Evie. Details.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I am not giving you a play-by-play of my sex life.”Another gasp. “So it was good.”I groaned. “You need a fucking filter so

Sienna barely even glanced back as she walked off, her blonde hair catching the sunlight, her minions flanking her like a damn entourage.But then—one of them stopped.A girl with sleek brown hair, a designer purse slung over her arm, and an expression that screamed I think I’m better than you. She gave Ryder a sweet smile, tilting her head like she was doing something important.“Sienna wanted me to give you this.”She held out a black and gold invitation.“For the party tonight,” she added, voice smooth, eyes barely flickering in my direction.Like I wasn’t even standing there.Ryder took it, his lips curling into that lazy smirk. “Appreciate it.”She batted her lashes. “It’s exclusive. Very exclusive.”I rolled my eyes. Childish.Like we were in high school and not literal adults.The girl didn’t even acknowledge me before turning on her heel and prancing off, her heels clicking aga