Mine {BOOK 1}
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I know we weren't meant to be together. It was one forbidden seductive kiss. But my attraction to him was something I couldn't help. I know it's wrong to fall for your stepbrother but I couldn't help but want him the second I saw him.
I know what your all thinking...when my stepbrother moved in. I didn't expect it to ever happen. He was just a crush. But I knew I wanted him. He drove me insane. Drove me wild. Crazy. Everything about him made me want him all the time. I know my father wouldn't approve of it. But I needed him and he was intoxicating. Everything about him. I just wanted to be his best. Nothing but the best he's ever had.
I knew it wouldn't be okay to have an obsession with your stepbrother. But I couldn't help it. I needed him. I was in shock that I was obsessed with this guy that I didn't think I would ever have feelings for. But I didn't care. I guess you can say I always know what I want and when I want. I guess sleeping with your stepbrother is wrong. But I didn't care. Even when people got between us.... even when we kept our relationship a secret. No matter what happened or what we said or did. But there were problems with me being in love with him but also being his stepsister. I was afraid of losing him. We had to keep our attraction hidden to one another a secret so our parents wouldn't find out or it would leave us forbidden to be together. But I didn't want him to be with anyone but me. I wanted him to myself. I wanted to be his because no matter what we were meant to be. The universe brought us together for a reason. But sometimes you can't help who you fall in love with.
Because the heart wants what it wants. Not you wanting the heart. But I only belonged to him and no one else. You know why? Because for sure he was MINE.
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