Chapter Seven

Lucian's POV

"You got married?" I asked, not believing what my Dad had just said.

"Privately. I don't need to be in the press's spotlight. She is a good woman, and she has a daughter too."

"A good woman? I want to know about this person seeing you vouch for her without batting an eyelid" I scoffed, my words dripping with sarcasm.

"Her daughter is your age, so you guys might get along. I have sent you a picture". He turned his attention back to the monitor in front of him and continued his work as if he hadn't called me moments ago.

"I will be at my study"

Don't get me wrong, my relationship with my Dad is cool. We get along so well, that he hasn't remarried for the past ten years, since mom died. He had flings though, but nothing like marriage.

I wondered why he swayed. I walked into my study and pulled out my phone to check the picture he sent.

The two women were identical, the mother looking only slightly older than her daughter, a familiar face.

She was dressed in a black formal dress which hugged her beautiful curves and complimented her pale skin. Her red hair pulled into a tight high ponytail highlighted her beautiful face.

It was the first time I would see her in such clothing. I have always noticed Violet Ryder since our first year at college, but she is a reserved person who loved to keep to herself, dressed in those baggy sweaters that goes all the way to her knees and skinny jeans.

She always seemed to disappear whenever I tried to get close to her. Soon she became labeled as a certified nerd and got verbally bullied by other girls.

I didn't care at first, but soon, something about her began to prick me. I watched her discreetly from time to time and noticed how she lived in a routine manner.

Her only friend has a boyfriend, so sometimes, she ends up alone on the library's rooftop with her face buried in between pages of books.

The nerdy Violet Ryder is going to be my new stepsister. I couldn't wait.

***

I finished setting up chapter two of a new game I was developing when my dad's text came in informing me of their arrival, my stepmom and her daughter.

I hurried out of the room, mostly because I was excited to see how Violet would be dressed outside of the school premises.

To my disappointment, she had gone to choose a room for herself. Her mother seemed cool too, more beautiful in person. Violet definitely took after her because she was a beautiful woman too.

"Where is my sister?" I asked the head housekeeper as soon as I got to the third floor.

"The last room on the left, sir."

The door was unlocked, thankfully. I caught sight of her dainty but supple figure sprawled on the bed, gabbed in a blue sundress. Her full breasts threatened to burst out their restraint.

I couldn't resist the urge to go closer until I found myself lying beside her, staring at her sleeping face like the creep that I was.

I felt my dick jump in my pants when she turned to her side, her position lowered the fabric covering her chest, giving me a teasing view of her cleavage.

I need to get her!

I didn't realize I was lacking sleep until I dozed off still lying in her bed. I tried to get up and leave before she woke up, but my body felt heavy. Her fruity scent was enough to lull me to sleep.

I was slowly pulled out of my dreamless sleep by the soft grinding on my dick.

"Fuck" I groaned with my eyes shut, it looked like I slept off on my new stepsister's bed and somehow ended up pinning her under my arm.

I felt her wiggle out of my hold before I could stop her," Excuse me?" Her voice came out shakily even though she tried to hide it.

I pulled her back to the bed and laid my head on those full breasts, calling my attention.

"Shut up and let me sleep" I grumbled, trying to bask in the warmth her body was providing. My hands held her in place. There was a long pause, she was probably trying to register why I'm in her bed.

Violet and I are poles apart in school. She would never expect that she gave me sleepless nights with boner. I'm closer to getting her anyway. I just had to threaten her with the information I had about her mother and she would give in.

"Get off me!" Her voice came out urgently, she thrashed around fervently to escape my death grip on her.

"No. Your boobs are so soft, good for a pillow". I threw back, not budging. I never expected her next move. She pinched my nose in the same death grip I was holding her in that I had to let her go.

"Fuck! You want to kill your stepbrother as soon as you meet him?" Seeing her expression, I knew she had figured out why I was in her bed a few hours after she moved in to a new house.

"You wanted to kill me first. Laying on me with your big arms and head!" Was her sharp retort.

Violet at home is different from Violet at school. That's what I have come to understand after a few days of living together. I regretted what I said to her about not wanting to be seen with her, but my ego would never let me apologize.

We have been ignoring each other for days now. The Cold War got worse after Alia scolded her for coming home 'late'. It was just past eight. As much as I wanted to butt in and give her a piece of my mind, I didn't.

I only wanted to get into her pants and nothing more. I don't care if her mother nags her every day.

***

"Lucian! " I was walking to my truck in the parking lot after classes when a high-pitched voice called me.

It was a familiar face, the blonde hair, the exaggerated pink dress and heels. I waited.

"I was waiting for you at the lounge. I wanted to talk to you" She trailed off looking up at me with difficulty due to her extreme artificial lashes.

"Say" my voice came out flatter than it should, but I didn't feel any remorse.

"Lucian, can I come over? We could try out other things. I'm more flexible than you..." The blonde in front of me batted her artificial lashes at me, I couldn't even remember her name.

Is she stupid or just trying to ignore the known fact that I don't fuck girls twice? They never give me the satisfaction I want.

"No. Do I know you?" I hissed, shifting away from her, she kept rubbing my chest through my jacket.

"Lucian! We were together last night. What do you mean you don't know me?" She looked hurt that her eyes reddened, but I wasn't moved.

"Were you not told?"

"That?" She looked at me eagerly. I leaned in and smirked at her.

"I don't have girls twice" I spelled out every word with seriousness that caused her to shake fearfully.

"You said I was so good though," She tried again, feigning confidence.

"You were a good fuck but not enough to have me again. I needed relief, and you gave me, willingly" I shrugged and walked off to my truck.

Girls, so clingy!

I fucking hate it.