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A Bully For A StepBrother. The Drive With Sakura.
(KAIRA'S POV)The car was silent as we pulled out of the driveway.I sat in the backseat, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, staring out the window at the passing houses. Sakura sat beside me, her posture perfect, her hands folded neatly over her kimono. The driver, a stoic man who had introduced himself as Hiroshi, focused on the road ahead, giving us the illusion of privacy.Neither of us spoke.The silence stretched between us, heavy and uncomfortable. I could feel Sakura's eyes on me, studying me, analyzing me. It made my skin crawl.I kept my gaze fixed on the window, watching the world blur past. Trees. Houses. Cars. People going about their normal lives, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside me."You have your mother's eyes," Sakura finally said.I didn't respond."And your father's stubbornness," she continued, a hint of something almost like amusement in her voice. "He never knew when to back down either."I turned to look at her, my expression carefully neutral. "I
A Bully For A StepBrother. Just The Two Of Us.
(KAIRA'S POV)I woke up to sunlight streaming through my curtains and the faint sound of birds chirping outside my window.For a moment, I forgot everything.I forgot about the video. I forgot about Sakura. I forgot about the custody threat and the fear that had been gnawing at my chest all night.All I felt was warmth. Comfort. Safety.And then I turned over, reaching for Slade, and found the other side of the bed empty.My heart sank.He was gone.I sat up, looking around the room. The indentation of his body was still there on the pillow, the sheets still slightly rumpled. He had been here. I hadn't dreamed it.But he had left.Probably to avoid being caught in my room. Probably to avoid more questions from his father or my mother.I understood. Of course I understood. But that didn't stop the small pang of disappointment that settled in my chest.I took a breath, forcing myself to push the feeling aside. I had bigger things to worry about. Much bigger things.Like Sakura. Like the
A Bully For A StepBrother. Never Stop Fighting.
(SLADE'S POV)I was still in the hallway outside my father's study when my phone buzzed in my pocket.I pulled it out, my heart already racing, and saw her name on the screen.Makaira: Can you come back? I need to talk to you. It's important.My chest tightened. Something was wrong. I could feel it in the way she had texted. The words were simple, but there was a desperation behind them that made my stomach drop.Me: On my way.I didn't wait for a response. I was already moving, my footsteps echoing through the silent hallway. The house was dark, the only light coming from the dim sconces on the walls. Everyone had retreated to their rooms, leaving the world quiet and still.But I didn't care about the quiet. I didn't care about anything except getting to her.I reached her door and knocked softly. It opened almost immediately, and she pulled me inside before I could even say a word.The door clicked shut behind us, and she threw her arms around me, burying her face in my chest."Slad
A Bully For A StepBrother. Sakura’s Case.
(KAIRA'S POV)The door clicked shut behind Slade, and the silence that followed was deafening.I stood in the middle of my room, my arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold myself together. The warmth of his embrace was already fading, replaced by a cold knot of anxiety in my chest.Something was wrong.I could feel it. The way he had held me, the way he had said everything was going to be fine—it was too careful. Too controlled. Like he was trying to protect me from something he didn't want me to know.I wanted to run after him. To demand answers. But I knew he had to see his father. And I knew that whatever was waiting for him in that study, it wasn't going to be good.I paced the room, my mind racing.The video. Sakura. My mother's face when she looked at me. The disappointment. The anger. The fear.None of it made sense.I had told them the truth. I had stood up for Slade. I had explained what really happened. But something still felt off. Like there was more to this than just t
A Bully For A StepBrother. Is This Tom Horton?
(SLADE'S POV)I held her for a long time.Her body was still trembling against mine, her fingers clutching the fabric of my shirt like I was the only thing keeping her tethered to the ground. I could feel her heartbeat through her chest, fast and uneven, and it took everything in me not to march back downstairs and demand answers from everyone who had put that fear in her eyes.But I couldn't. Not now. Not when she needed me to be here."Thank you," I whispered against her hair. "For standing up for me. For telling them the truth."She pulled back slightly, looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes. They were red-rimmed, glistening with unshed tears, but there was strength in them. There was always strength in her."I wasn't going to let them think badly of you," she said, her voice soft but firm. "Not when I know the truth. Not when I know who you really are.""Who am I really?"She reached up, touching my cheek. "Someone who's been hurt. Someone who's scared. Someone who's try
A Bully For A StepBrother. The Sudden Visitor.
(KAIRA'S POV)I couldn't breathe.The room felt like it was closing in on me, the walls pressing closer with every second that passed. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, drowning out everything else.They knew.They had to know.How could they not? The way they were looking at us—the disappointment, the anger, the hurt—it was written all over their faces.Mum was still in her travel clothes, her hair slightly disheveled like she had rushed straight here from the airport. Mr. Horton stood beside her, his arms crossed, his jaw tight. He looked like a storm about to break.And then there was another figure in the corner of the room, one I hadn't noticed at first.An elderly woman with sharp eyes and silver-streaked black hair, wearing a traditional kimono. She was sitting in the armchair by the fireplace, her hands folded in her lap, her expression unreadable.I knew that face.I had seen it in old photographs, in the stories my mother used to tell me.Sakura.My p
A Bully For A StepBrother. The Lake House.
(KAIRA'S POV)Slade was torturing me with silence. Simply leading the way.I followed him closely like a pupil behind a headmaster, past the house doors, to the hedged pathways, to the garden gates, past chrysanthemums, a variety of roses, orchids, daisies… and then carefully past the stepping ston
A Bully For A StepBrother. The Beautiful Nightmare.
(KAIRA'S POV) The large iron gates opened, and I felt the familiar weight of panic settle behind my ribs. I pressed my sweaty palms against the expensive leather while my body stiffened in the backseat. I wanted to close my eyes but somehow I couldn't. I sat, like a programmed robot, and watched
A Bully For A StepBrother. The Boy Who Hates Me.
(KAIRA'S POV) "Mr. Horton, your project partner is… Miss Jin." Our English teacher, Mrs. Reed, announced. My stomach sank, and a heavy weight transferred to my chest. Of all the people in PineCrest High, it had to be Slade Horton. Football captain. Sole hair of Horton Empire. Most popular an
A Bully For A StepBrother. The Mistake.
(KAIRA'S POV)Slade put me down immediately and draped his jacket over my shoulder. I stood like a doll, unmoving, waiting as the footsteps presented their owners."Oh my goodness, what happened, baby?" Mum cried as she ran towards me. "We were just on our way to get you both and then we heard you
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