LOGINTRENTONThe locker room was quiet after the match. I sat on the bench with my hockey gear still on. My body felt tired but my mind was wide awake. We won big tonight. The crowd cheered my name, but I could only think about her. Aria. The weekend changed everything. In my dreams I saw her poison me. I saw her with my brother. But now she was chasing me every day. Maybe she was different this time. I decided to play along and see what she really wanted. No more pushing her away.I was wiping my face with a towel when the door opened. Aria stepped inside. She looked beautiful. Her hair was down and she wore a short skirt and a top that showed her soft skin. She closed the door behind her and locked it. My heart started beating faster."Trenton," she said softly. Her eyes looked big and shy. "You played so good tonight. I couldn't stop watching you."I stood up slowly. My jersey was still wet with sweat. "What are you doing here, Aria? This is the guys' locker room. Someone could walk in.
ARIAMy hands were shaking as I got ready in my dorm room. I put on a tight black dress that showed my boobs and my legs. I fixed my hair and put on a black mask that covered half my face. My heart was beating so fast. Tonight I was going to do a video call with T_Cock on Instagram, just like we always did. But this time it felt bigger.I kept thinking about Trenton. I remembered the way he touched himself when he thought no one was watching. He was stroking his big cock and moaning my name softly, "Aria... fuck, Aria." It made me so hot. And how he caught me touching myself while watching him... he didn't get mad. He just pulled my fingers out and sucked them slow, looking straight into my eyes. The memory made my body feel warm all over.Maybe talking dirty with T_Cock would help me feel closer to what I really wanted. Or maybe it would make me feel less lonely until I could have the real Trenton.I opened Instagram and saw his message. "Same time. Masks on. Camera ready. Be a good
Aria's POVTrenton's silver eyes were fixed on me as he suckled my fingers so hard like it was his favourite meal. His chest rumbled and a guttural growl slipped past his throat.My eyes were wide in disbelief, my desires skyrocketing at the erotic sight of him sucking my fingers. My thighs trembled.“Trenton…” I murmured, my voice not even sounding like mine. I tried to yank my hand away from his but he wouldn't let me.It was only when he was satisfied that he took my fingers out of his mouth. “Hmmm, you taste so nice, Aria.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “Just like I have imagined.”I couldn't say a word. I couldn't even look at him.“You liked the way I was fucking myself to your memories, don't you? It made you so horny that you also had to fuck yourself too? Aren't you so damn naughty, Aria, huh? First you tried to seduce me and now you're here… you really want to get laid, stepsister.”His eyes dropped down to my nipples. “Look at your tits, Aria. Oh fucking hell. Look how t
Aria's POV “Hmmmm.. Ariaaaaaa…” My name slipped past his lips, his deep voice stroking places I never knew existed inside me. Goddess… Then his hand began moving faster along his shaft. The sight made heat explode inside me. I felt my pussy becoming wet and in no time, the crotch of my lace panties was clinging to my pussy lips like a second skin. I felt my nipples poking through the sheer fabric of my sundress due to the air conditioner in the room. This scene… this particular scene felt like something I had imagined in my novel. Except the fact that the person I had imagined it with was different. I shouldn't look at him like this. If I knew what was good for me, I should turn back and leave, pretend like I did not know about this scene. But fuck… my eyes wouldn't leave the scene, even my legs had given up on me—weak and unable to move. Damn… I wanted him. I wanted my stepbrother to thrust his cock inside my dripping and needy pussy instead of using his hand. I wanted him to
Aria's POV I made my way towards Tristan's room and pressed down the doorbell that echoed through the quiet hallway. “Come in,” he called out. I twisted the doorknob, opened the door and stepped into the room. I clicked the door shut behind me. The moment he noticed me, his eyes darkened. “Can you guess what just happened, Tristan?” I shrieked excitedly. Tristan did not say anything; he just stretched forth his hand. “Your phone?” I removed the phone from my back pocket and handed it over to him. Once he had accessed it to confirm I wasn't recording, he placed it on the bedstand and lowered himself onto the edge of his bed. “What happened?” he asked, his voice tight. “You won't believe that Trenton is now speaking to me again.” I decided to lie to him. At least he wouldn't know. “I have begun my seduction plan since last night and I can feel it… he will start opening up about his plans to me soon.” A small smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. “Oh, is that so?” I nodded s
Aria's POV “I can't trust that bitch anymore,” I heard Tristan's angry voice just as I was about to pass through the store room towards the kitchen to grab my morning coffee. Normally, I shouldn't have been bothered that he was talking to someone angrily on the phone because, I mean, he always caused trouble every now and then. But then, I wondered why he was in the store room. So I stopped walking and moved towards the door, pressing my right ear gently against it because his voice seemed to have dropped lower now. He continued. “She has failed the first time to poison him and now, the second time she is even finding it difficult to seduce him.” Was I the bitch he was referring to? I swallowed past the thick lump in my throat. “Moreover… Mira told me that there is something strange about her. There was a time she pushed Mira off her and even called her a fake friend. I don't think she caught on that I'm still using her because she is still obedient to me but I think she has bec
Aria.“Trenton Lockwood!!!”The cheers of the students and the cheerleading squad echoed through Winterridge University’s hockey arena, pom-poms waving in the air.Trenton Lockwood, the golden son of Alpha Liam Lockwood, the future pack leader, my stepbrother, skated through the ice, every stride p
Aria's POVI tried to sleep, but I couldn't. The moment I closed my eyes, Trenton's words and his expression, which was filled with disgust and disdain, would flash through my mind again. I kept rolling from one side of the bed to the other, restless and regretting all the choices I had ever made o
Aria's POVEven from where I stood, I still couldn’t understand why Trenton was staring at me with such suspicion. That look wasn’t just terrifying—it was horrifying. This was the first time he had ever looked at me that way.Even though the scene refused to leave my mind, I decided to brush it off
Trenton's POVCoach Damien raised his voice over the cheering. “Listen up, everyone!” The rink went silent before he continued. “For the championship qualifiers, the player representing Winterridge…” He paused. “Trenton Blackwood.”“Congratulations, man,” Lucien—my best friend—pulled me into a side







