Mag-log inChapter Forty One: She's family Seth's pov I shouldn't have said it. I shouldn't have walked into her room.I let go of Phoebe, stood up and stepped away from her as far as I needed to be.What was I even thinking, teasing her like that? How could I lose control in front of her like that?I cleared my throat, awkwardly scratching the back of my head like I didn't just almost kiss my step sister.. again.“I'll leave." I said, already turning towards the door.“Seth wait!" She tried to stop me but I left before she could. The door shut suth a soft click behind me.I met Sybil's suspicious look waiting for me at the stairway.. “You took so long. I was waiting for you.”She narrowed her eyes on me but didn't say anything. She turned and walked back down stairs.I exhaled in frustration, running a hand through my hair. “Fuck.”I wasn't supposed to lose control like that. If I did then I wouldn't be able to stop myself anymore.The truth was staring right in front of me but I wasn't read
Chapter Forty : Sprained “You can that I'm say fool And I don't know very much, but I think they call this love.” ~ I think they call this love by Elliot James raeyPhoebe's POV “Let go of me!" I screamed but he wasn't listening to me. He tried dragging me towards the car. I wasn't going to be taken so easily, I stepped on his foot so hard he groaned and let me go.I didn't blink, I just ran. I ran fast.He chased after me. “Hey, come back here!" I just kept running, I didn't even look back, I kept running until I knew he stopped chasing me.Then I saw someone coming.Relief washed over me as he kept running towards me. When I saw his face, I couldn't be more happier. “Seth!" I yelled, happily.He stopped in front of me, breathing heavily. “What the fuck, kitty cat?" I pulled him into a tight hug, overwhelmed by relief. “I know you would come back, thank you!” He pushed me away gently. “I had to, Sybil said you were—." He paused, looking over my head. “Who is that?" I tur
Chapter Thirty nine: Lost on the run “My snow man and me, heyMy snow man and me, hey hey heyBaby Don't cry snowman. Don't you fear the sun. Who would carry me without legs to run honey Without legs to run honey.” ~Snowman by sia~ Phoebe's POV I woke up feeling like shit. My eyes were swollen with dark circles under them. Seth's words still echoed in my head. He reminded me of why I hated him. He was a fuckboy and my enemy.Here I was, overthinking about a silly kiss we had, but him? It meant nothing to him.I wasn't supposed to be angry. It meant nothing to me—or so I thought.I couldn't rule it out as normal. It was my first kiss, I would never forget it, no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't.My stepbrother being the one who I shared it with made it impossible to forget. I loved the kiss I shared with my stepbrother. How do you erase that from your memory? How do I act normal in front of him when all I can think of is devouring those lips again?I sank into my pil
Chapter Thirty Eight: Lingering taste Phoebe’s POVThe bus dropped me off a short distance from the house. I walked slowly along the quiet road, my bag hanging heavily on my shoulder. The afternoon sun felt too warm on my skin, but I barely noticed it. My mind kept replaying the kiss on loop, like a broken record I couldn’t turn off.It had felt… good.Too good.My first kiss. I had imagined it so many times — soft, sweet, with Conrad smiling at me after. But instead, it was Seth. My stepbrother. The boy who blackmailed me, who controlled me, who made my life complicated. Yet when I grabbed his collar and pressed my lips to his, something inside me had melted. The way he kissed me back, the firm grip on my waist, the heat of his mouth… I enjoyed it. Deep down, in a place I didn’t want to acknowledge, I had wanted more.I hated myself for it.By the time I reached the gate, my cheeks were burning again. I pushed the thoughts away and walked into the house.Mom was in the living room,
Chapter Thirty-seven: Locker room rage Seth’s POV I stood by the bleachers, arms crossed, watching the whole ridiculous setup with zero interest. The “Never Kiss and Tell” event was in full swing, and the hall was loud with excitement. I had no plans to participate. None. Then my guys spotted me. “Astor! Come on, man!” Marcus laughed, grabbing my arm. Two others joined him and dragged me toward the line of guys despite my protests. “Fuck off, I’m not doing this,” I muttered, but they didn’t listen. They pushed me into place with the others, grinning like idiots. I stayed at the edge, scanning the crowd. My eyes found Phoebe almost immediately. She looked nervous, picking at her fingers the way she always did when she was anxious. My chest tightened without permission. It was her turn. They tied the blindfold over her eyes. My jaw clenched as they shuffled the guys around. She started walking slowly, hands slightly outstretched. She passed Conrad. I saw her hesitate ne
Chapter Thirty Six: Blindfolded Phoebe’s POV I stood by Mom’s bedside, watching her swallow the iron supplements with a glass of water. The doctor had left clear instructions, and I wasn’t taking any chances. “Mom, please take your drugs on time, okay? And eat more protein like the doctor said,” I reminded her gently, adjusting the pillow behind her back. “If you feel dizzy again, tell the servants immediately.” One of the maids nodded from the corner of the room. “I’ll watch her closely, ma’am Phoebe.” Seth leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, looking impatient. He rolled his eyes. “Your mom is going to be fine, Phoebe. We’re going to be late for school.” I sighed, giving Mom one last hug. “I have to go. Call me if anything happens.” She smiled tiredly and kissed my forehead. “I’ll be okay, my love. Go and focus on school.” I followed Seth out of the room, my bag slung over my shoulder. The drive to school was quiet at first. I stared out the window, my mind still on
Chapter Twenty Four: False HeroPhoebe’s POVThe final bell rang and the school compound started emptying fast. I looked around for Seth but couldn’t find him anywhere. He usually waited near his car after the last period, but today the parking lot felt empty without him.I sighed and walked over t
Chapter Twenty Three: Wolf in sheep's clothing Phoebe's POV I woke up slowly, feeling warm. Too warm.My eyes fluttered open. The first thing I noticed was the weight of an arm draped over my waist. Heavy and solid. Familiar in a way that made my stomach drop.I froze, my lips parted as I glance
Chapter Twenty two: Peace for tonight Seth’s POVI pushed through the crowd, eyes locked on Phoebe. She was weaving between people, clearly looking for Conrad. Her steps were unsteady, that damn red dress riding up with every movement.“Phoebe!” I called out, voice cutting through the music. “Phoe
Chapter Twenty one: Tipsy Rebellion Phoebe's POV The final bell rang, and I was packing my books when Conrad appeared beside my locker.“Hey,” he said with that easy smile. He was holding a small white box tied with a silver ribbon. “I got you something for tonight.”I blinked, surprised. “For me







