Melomiri

Trapped With My Obsessed Stepbrother

Language: en

My stepbrother, Stephen, and I somehow managed to get ourselves sucked into an NC-17 romance novel. In the real world, Stephen was the kind of man whose shirts were always buttoned to the collar, whose academic records were flawless, and whose investment instincts were terrifyingly sharp. Ever since we were kids, he looked at me the way one might look at an empty chair. The novel’s synopsis, however, was explicit and unhinged: A personal assistant suffering from severe touch starvation relentlessly seeks unspeakable pleasures from his boss, day and night. When we first woke up in this…

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