All Chapters of BEG FOR ME STEPBROTHER : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

Lisa “What do you mean you’re getting married?!” I screamed, pushing myself up from the chair so fast it scraped loudly against the floor. My whole body trembled, with anger, disbelief and heartbreak, everything mixed together in a way that made it hard to breathe. It’s barely been a year since Dad passed away. A year of mourning, of trying to hold myself together, of pretending I was fine when I wasn’t. And now Mom was sitting at the dinner table in our small apartment, casually dropping the bomb that she was planning to remarry. As if Dad had been… replaceable. “Can you calm down?” she snapped, dropping her fork onto her plate. The sound echoed like a slap. “You’re not a child anymore, Lisa. Stop acting like one.” My vision blurred with tears, I refused to let fall. “Are you crazy?” I slammed my fist on the dining table, the plates clattering. “You can’t just replace Dad like that! You can’t…” My voice cracked. “You can’t pretend like he never existed.” But that was Mom. S

Chapter 2

Lisa POV “Think about it,” Priscilla continued. “If the marriage falls apart, your mom wouldn’t be able to stay in New York.” I stared down at my drink. The idea was absurd, completely ridiculous and impossible. Wasn’t it? “Besides,” Priscilla continued, “your mother has expensive taste. The guy has to be attractive.” “Hopefully.” I snorted “Please,” Rosa laughed. “Have you seen your mother? That woman could get any man she wants.” That wasn’t exactly comforting. “Trust me,” Priscilla said. “Your future stepfather is probably fine as hell.” The table erupted again. I laughed despite myself. For the first time all night, some of the tension eased from my chest. Maybe because laughing was easier than crying. Maybe because thinking about revenge hurt less. “Don’t listen to these idiots,” Olivia said. I looked down at my drink. The ice cubes clinked softly against the glass. Maybe it was ridiculous and childish but the more I thought about it… The less ridicul

Chapter 3

Lisa POV I slowly turned my head to look at her. Childish? Silly? She uprooted my entire life and I’m the childish one? I rolled my eyes and faced the window again. You just wait, Mom. You have no idea what I’m capable of. The car finally slowed down. Tall iron gates opened automatically, revealing a massive estate beyond them. My breath caught. The mansion had huge white stone walls, large windows, balconies, and fountains in the front yard. It looked like something straight out of a billionaire romance movie. The car pulled to a stop and the driver stepped out first and opened Mom’s door. “Welcome home, Madam.” I stepped out of the car slowly, staring up at the mansion. Before we could even reach the front door, two maids hurried down the steps and began collecting our luggage. “Welcome, Madam,” one of them said politely to my mother. Madam. I swallowed the bitterness rising in my throat. This was really happening. And then another sleek black car drove through

Chapter 4

Lisa POV When I finally stepped into the room meant for me, my irritation paused. The room was enormous. The Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the estate. A king-sized bed sat in the center of the room. There was a sitting area by the windows, a private balcony, and a walk-in closet that was bigger than my old bedroom. For a moment, I simply stared. I slowly turned in a circle. It was beautiful. Perfect, even. This bedroom was everything I’ve ever dreamed of, yet I couldn't bring myself to settle down and enjoy it. If every inch of this place didn't remind me that my old life was gone. A sudden memory surfaced. Dad carrying my new bookshelf into my bedroom because I wanted to redecorate. Him pretending to complain the entire time while secretly smiling. He was laughing when I made him move it three different times because it didn't "feel right." A lump formed in my throat. No amount of money could buy those memories back. I looked away quickly. No. I wasn't

Chapter 5

Lisa POV I straightened slightly. “You’ll take an entrance exam at the end of the month. Once you pass, you’ll be admitted this year.” Columbia. So it’s really happening. “You’ll resume the following month,” he continued. “Everything has been handled.” Of course it has. Men like him don’t leave things to chance. I nodded slowly. “That’s… impressive.” But inside? My thoughts were racing. New school, new life, new game and now… A stepbrother I needed to avoid. I picked up my glass again, swirling the drink lightly as I stared down at it. When dinner finally ended, I placed my napkin neatly on the table and stood up. “Excuse me,” I said politely. “Of course,” Ramsey replied with a small smile. “Get some rest. It’s been a long day.” My mom just gave me a look, one of those silent warnings. Which meant I should behave but ignored it and turned, walking out of the dining room. I reached my door, pushed it open and stepped inside. Closing it behind me, I let out a

Chapter 6

Lisa POV “Stop… it’s okay,” Ramsey said gently, rubbing my back as I clung to him. “I don’t know why he acted like that, but I’ll make sure I talk to him.” “Don’t worry, I’ll calm her down,” my mom added quickly. Before I could say anything, she pulled me away from him, her grip firm on my arm. “Okay… I’ll leave you two,” Ramsey said, still looking concerned. He took my mom’s hand. “I’m really sorry for the inconvenience, honey. This won’t happen again.” “It’s okay,” she replied softly, giving him a reassuring smile before he finally left the room. “I’ll go get a broom to clean up the mess,” the maid said, hurrying out after him. The moment the door shut, everything changed. My mom’s expression snapped. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she snarled, her voice low but furious. “Drop the act. We both know you’re lying.” I slowly straightened, wiping away the fake tears with the back of my hand. Then I rolled my eyes. “And so what if I’m acting?” I shot back.

Chapter 7

Zayn POV I got even angrier. How could he do this? I had reminded him for weeks. MMB was my favorite cartoon, and they were doing a live show in New York for one night only and he forgot. I turned toward Mom, who was sitting on the couch watching me carefully. “Mom, please take me,” I begged. “Please. It’ll be over before Dad gets back.” “But your father said….” “No, Mom!” I cut her off. “I want to go!” She hesitated. I could tell she didn’t want to upset Dad but she also hated seeing me cry. Finally, she sighed softly and grabbed the car keys. “Okay,” she said with a small smile. “Go get your jacket.” I immediately brightened up. “Really?” “Yes, birthday boy,” she laughed. “Now hurry before we’re late.” That was the last time I ever saw my mother alive. ———————————————— Present Time I shut my eyes tightly. Even after all these years, the memory still hit like a punch to the chest. The rain, the phone call and Dad’s face at the hospital. Everythin

Chapter 8

Zayn POVZayn POV I cared about the girl sitting across from me pretending to be innocent while secretly causing chaos behind everyone’s backs. And somehow…Nobody else could see it. After finishing my meal, I stood up from the table. “Excuse me,” I said flatly. “I’m heading to school.” Dad nodded slightly. “Drive safely.” I muttered a quick “yeah” and walked out before anyone could start another conversation. The cool morning air hit my face as I stepped outside. I pulled my car keys from my pocket and unlocked my matte black sports car. The engine roared softly the moment I started it. Within minutes, I was already driving through the city streets toward Columbia. And unlike home, school was easy. At Columbia, people knew exactly who I was. Zayn Ramsey. The guy everyone wanted to be around. The girls practically worshipped me, while guys wanted my attention, my approval and my lifestyle. It was ridiculous sometimes but I couldn’t lie, I enjoyed it because at sch

Chapter 9

Zayn POVThat was all I needed to hear. I tightened my grip on her hair until my knuckles turned white and drove back into her mouth with brutal force, thrusting faster and deeper. Wet, choking sounds filled the room as I used her throat without mercy. Maybe Tony was right, I thought to myself. I need to get Lisa on her knees like this and teach her a fucking lesson…make her gag on my cock until she understands exactly who’s boss. The others started laughing again. “And where exactly did they write that you can’t teach your stepsister a very strict lesson?” Tony added with a smirk. “Y’all are idiots,” I muttered, leaning back in my chair. But annoyingly…My mind immediately betrayed me. Taylor noticed my expression instantly and started laughing harder. “Oh my God,” he said. “You’re actually thinking about it.” “I’m literally not,” I lied. “Sure,” Brian snorted. Jacks leaned forward with a grin. “Anyway, I wasn’t planning on attending your dad’s wedding…” He paus

Chapter 10

Zayn’s POV I pulled out again and slapped my slick cock across Shelly’s face, smearing the mess of saliva over her cheeks and lips. “Get up,” I ordered. “Climb on the bed and stay on all fours.” Shelly obeyed instantly, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself on her hands and knees, ass raised toward me. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a condom and tore the wrapper open with my teeth. I rolled the condom down my throbbing cock and climbed onto the bed behind her. Shelly was already waiting on all fours, back arched, ass up high like a good little slut. Without warning, I grabbed her hips and slammed into her pussy in one brutal thrust. She cried out sharply as I buried myself to the balls. “Fuck!” I growled, then started pounding her hard. I fucked her with deep, punishing strokes, my hips slapping loudly against her ass with every thrust. The bed creaked violently under us as I drove into her without mercy. “Ahh! Zayn! Fuck… yes!” Shelly moaned loudly

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