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2026-06-07 20:02:25
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Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Enough
BenitoI had only meant to give them ten minutes. Fifteen at most. Just enough time for them to talk, yell, or finally get whatever had been stuck between them for weeks out into the open. I never planned to leave them in there this long. Twenty-five minutes later, they were still locked inside the storage room. I leaned against the wall outside, arms crossed over my chest, scrolling through my phone without really seeing the screen. The hallway lights buzzed faintly above me. Every few minutes, students walked past. Some gave me curious looks. Others didn’t pay me any attention. One guy slowed down, noticed the closed door, and raised an eyebrow. “You lock someone in there?” he asked with a smirk. I forced a grin. “Relationship counselling.” The student laughed loudly and kept walking, shaking his head like it was the best joke he’d heard all day. I didn’t laugh with him. My smile faded the second he turned the corner. This wasn’t funny. Not even close. Those two had been c
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother The Crack
Theo The room felt even smaller now, like the walls were slowly closing in with every second that passed. I hadn’t moved an inch since Noah finished talking. My back stayed pressed against the cold shelves, arms folded tight across my chest as if they could somehow keep all the messy feelings from spilling out. My heart kept beating too loud in the heavy quiet, and I could hear my own breathing. I kept replaying that night in my head, over and over, like a video I couldn’t pause. Not just the kiss—that part still burned like fire in my chest. But the rest of it. The parts I had pushed away because the hurt felt easier to hold onto than the truth. The heavy sound of the hockey bag hitting the floor. Noah standing up so fast from the couch. The way his face changed the moment he saw me standing there in the doorway. It wasn’t guilt like I had told myself. It was panic. Real, wide-eyed panic. And then his voice calling my name, loud and desperate, as I turned around and ran. I had hear
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother All Wrong
Theo The room felt smaller with every second that passed without either of us speaking. I stayed close to the door, one hand still gripping the handle. I almost hoped pulling it again would make it open. It didn’t. Benito had really locked us in. That idiot. I let out a slow breath and finally turned around. Noah hadn’t moved. He stood near the shelves with both hands deep in the pockets of his hoodie. He looked almost as uncomfortable as I felt. For once, neither of us had anywhere to run. “Theo.” His voice was quiet. Not exactly nervous. Just careful. I looked at him but didn’t say anything. “I know you don’t want to talk to me.” “You got that right.” “I know.” He nodded once, like he had expected it. “But please… don’t leave the second that door opens.” I folded my arms across my chest. “I’m listening.” “I mean it.” “So do I.” “No.” He shook his head. “I mean… actually listen. Then if you still want nothing to do with me, I’ll leave you alone.” Somet
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Talk It Out
TheoBy Wednesday morning, I had reached a very simple conclusion.Benito was a menace.I'd arrived on campus expecting a normal day. Coffee. Literature lecture. Lunch with Melody if she wasn't hiding in the music building again. Hockey practice later. The usual.Instead, Benito had somehow convinced half the English department that I was the right person to help organize a charity book drive."I don't even like people," I muttered as we carried another box of novels into the department lounge.Benito snorted."You like people.""I tolerate about four.""You've got me.""Unfortunately.""You've got Melody.""I do.""Nikolai.""Barely."He gasped dramatically."That's rude.""It's honest."He laughed, dropping his box onto one of the tables.The lounge was usually empty during morning lectures, which was exactly why Professor Ellis had let us use it to sort donations before the event next week. Books covered almost every flat surface. Mystery novels sat beside biographies. Romance book
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Move On
NoahThere was only so much self-pity a person could survive before it became embarrassing.I figured I'd reached that point sometime around Thursday.Practice had ended almost twenty minutes ago, but I was still sitting in the locker room with one skate on and the other lying somewhere under the bench because I couldn't be bothered to look for it. The room had mostly emptied out by then. A couple of first-years were arguing over whose turn it was to carry equipment back to storage, somebody had music playing from a speaker that sounded like it had survived two wars, and Jeremy walked past me, took one look at my face, and kept walking.Probably the right decision."You alive?"I looked up.Nikolai stood in the doorway with two sports drinks in his hands."Barely.""I've seen corpses with more enthusiasm.""Thanks."He tossed one of the bottles at me.I caught it without thinking."You've been staring at the same locker for five minutes.""I wasn't.""You were."I twisted the cap open
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Benito
TheoOne thing I'd learned about Benito was that he couldn't keep still.The guy had energy for absolutely everything. If we weren't at practice, he wanted coffee. If we already had coffee, he wanted food. If we'd just eaten, he'd somehow convince me to walk across campus because he wanted to show me "the greatest bookstore known to mankind," only for it to turn out to be a tiny secondhand shop run by an eighty-year-old woman who yelled at customers for folding page corners."You can't disrespect literature," Benito had whispered after she'd chased two freshmen out with a broom."I think she's one bad day away from murder.""I love her.""You're insane.""I've accepted that."I'd laughed so hard people had stared.That had become normal lately.Life hadn't magically fixed itself after I came back from the Super Team. Noah was still... Noah. Whatever we were was still a complete disaster.But Benito made everything lighter.Not easier.Just lighter.That morning we'd finished our first
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Teasing
Theodore~I woke up sore.Not normal sore either. Everything hurt in the most humiliating way possible. My thighs burned when I shifted, my lower back ached, and there was this dull, deep soreness between my legs that made every movement feel like a reminder of exactly what happened last night.Or
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Jumpy Little Kitten
Noah~I’d seen a lot of people try to fake control before.Athletes, especially. Hockey guys were the worst for it. All that chest-beating, loud voices and hard eyes, like if they looked confident enough nobody would notice they were falling apart inside. I had absolutely no idea why the fuckers co
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother Move-In Night
Theodore~I should've fucking said no. That was the first thought that hit me when I saw the moving truck pull up but the second thought was far worse.Why is he actually here?I stood by the window of my dorm, arms crossed, watching like it was some kind of bad joke the universe was trying to sel
Beneath The Ice : Claimed By My Stepbrother 4
CHAPTER 4Theodore~“Mom, you can’t do that!”My voice cracked and pitched higher than I meant it to. I cleared my throat, forcing myself to breathe through my nose before I completely embarrassed myself. Jesus Christ. How could she possibly think this was okay? Sharing a dorm was one thing.Sharin
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