A week passed since I started living with my  older step brother Killian.

Every day in this house felt like pure torture.After  the events that happened that night I made it a life long mission never to cross path with him again till the semester ended.

Mom had been checking up on me  but I haven't returned her text or any  of her messages because I still feel betrayed by the fact that she could keep something as crucial as that away from me.

I had classes with Killian just twice a week and even though I lived with him no one in school knew that  he was my stepbrother and that I lived with him in the same house.

Killian hasn't spoken to me since we started living together, my breakfast had been alone and  he had a driver take me to school each day.

His actions made it clear that he didn't want to be seen with me.

While I  didn't feel right about the way he treated me, I still couldn't agree  that him  acting that way made me feel more at ease in the house.

Within the week, I found myself getting curious about why he acts   so distant,  and cold. Somehow I wondered if it was the military that made him that way.

I found myself wanting to know why he left the military and took the job as a professor.

I found myself watching him all week.

I noticed he was always on  his phone, he had a small click of friends as I have only seen him with two other guys in the house.

Nicolas  had made it his life mission to text  me all day asking me how I was coping with his older  brother  and somehow I found myself not being broken by the fact that I was in love with him but instead filled with the mystery of Killian.

My stomach rumbled and I groaned as I reached for the bottle of soda that was just by my bed stand but as I picked it up, the bottle was empty.

My eyes scanned one to  my phone on the bed and it was already late and it was almost 12pm.

I had been so engrossed in my book that I didn't even bother  to have dinner.

 The last thing I wanted was to run into Killian again, I wanted to avoid him for as long as I could.

As I turned my stomach  rumbled  again, I stood up and walked out of the room slowly shutting my door so I didn't make any sound to wake him up.

Their were no noise of anything in the kitchen and once I got in, I walked  over as I tried to pick the next bottle  of Coca-Cola but as I grabbed it the bottle suddenly slipped from my hands.

Just as I was about to grab it from falling, the huge hands from behind grabbed the bottle.

I tried to move back a bit but when I did my body touched a warm wet but manly body.

My heart  starts beating against my chest as the air  tightens.

My legs froze in one place  but before I could move I felt  the strong  pair of arms slide from my waist turning me to face him and as  I met the  pair of blue eyes staring back at me.

Killian had just sweat pants and  a top, his wet  hair indicated that he just had a swim.

Kill...ian, I stammered  as I tried to move but instead he moved closer.

His eyes moved to the Coca-Cola in his other hands and I see the smirk suddenly appear on his face.

I bartered  my lashes as I looked down on my knees and pressed my fingers at  the uncomfortable position I had just found myself.

"Look at me" he commanded in  low but chilled voice that sent fear down my spine.

I raised my eyes to look at him but unlike the cold man  I knew,  I saw him   smile  but the smile disappeared from his face almost in an instant.

"You've been avoiding me" he says gently as he sends his hands to my hairs and curls his hands on it as he pressed even closer to me as his smell filled my nostrils.

Have I?

Killian nods  gently the kind of nod that send a direct messages.

My eyes goes over to the tatoos on his  slightly  parted chest.

 "I can't be in this position with you Killian, please let me go" I begged  the desperation and the fear laced on my voice.

I see a displeased look flash across his face in an instant and he drops the Coca-Cola on his other hands as he moved dangerously close.

My breath hitched again as I looked to the side as the tension suddenly builds up in me and the hotness took over.

Why did I suddenly feel so hot.

As I rested my back on the fridge his  hands slowly slid his hand to my face pulling me to face him with just one finger.

My eyes stared at him in that moment I knew that I saw something in his eyes, that kind of curious looks that flashed off in an instant.

As he pressed even closer  he  suddenly grabbed both my hands and raised it up far above my head as he trapped me with one hand.

He bent his head towards me and my eyes slammed shut in an instant as the thought  of  what he was about to do hit me.

As I thought  about it, I feel this fear building up inside of me questioning my  actions, what was I doing? 

After waiting for  the kiss for a short while, Killian lips never touched mine, I opened my eyes again and I met Killian eyes.

As I looked at him I could see the mockery and the hinted smile on his face laced with the  amusement.

My cheecks burned from embrassment as the though of what I had just done placed over and  over again in my head like a fucking movie.

I watched Killian take  some steps back as he grabbed the Coca-Cola he had dropped on the table.

Just as he was about to leave he turned to look at me. 

"And I thought you were madly  in love with Nicolas" he drags out the word and every last piece of  dignity I had left in me strips off as my chest feels at the impact of his words and the shame washed all over me.

~~~~~Killian~~~~~

Her face haunted  my  dreams.

The little look of discomfort  whenever I got close to her or the way her eyes twitched whenever I got near.

When I made that statement to her last night, I didn't know it was true but seeing her reaction made me realize that it was real.

Unlike every other girl I  have met  Tessa  was different, the little step sister that I'm supposed to protect.

I could clearly remember that night when I  heard about the fire and when my dad called and asked  me to accommodate her  I wondered if being close to her was the best decision.

Everyday in this house with her felt like pure torture I saw the way her eye fluttered whenever I was close they  way her mouth opened  and closed with no words coming out. 

The total look of discomfort and the hatred and mystery in her eyes.

Somehow I couldn't help but wonder if being close to her was  doing me any good.

I had taken this job as a professor for  rehabilitation, I just needed something different from  the life I knew and here is my reaction when I found out that the school I had accepted turns out to be the same school that my little step sister attends.

What's worse is the fact that she had to  attend my class.

After the last interaction with her  I had this lingering feeling burning up inside of me.

The look on her face amused me and I wanted to see it over  and over again.

Being  in the military for five years had changed me in ways that no one could imagine .

I couldn't remember the last time  any woman made me smile.

I can't believe you're letting her live with you, Zade whispered as he dropped on  the chair opposite me  and dragged out smoke  from the cigarette in his hands.

The room is followed with smoke of all kinds and the dark sensual music made it even more exciting. From my left I could hear the loud moans coming out from the room beside us and that was no other than my friend Luca.

Killian, zade called again and this time I saw him pointing at the cameras  as I watched the people who entered the club.

After my return from the army my  friends and I decided to start up an exclusive billionaire club just for  elites.

I thought you hated your step sister to death,tell me why you have decided to let her live with you.

"Drop it  zade" I say as I  drop the stick of tobacco in my hands.

How about you tell me about your new job as a fucking professor.

I turned to see Luca walking out of the room as he arranged his belt.

Luca and Zade   would be the death of me. I knew what they were trying to do.

"I feel so sorry for your stepmom, letting her precious little daughter live with you, wrong move".

I'm not a fucking predator zade and  on no condition will  I ever see her more than the little girl she's, I'm seven years older and the last person I would get involve with is my step sister for fuck sake  she's  just 21.

I saw the smiles appear on  their faces as both of them whisper something to each other.

I knew  they would always mock me about it just as they found my job as a professor quite  amusing.

My eyes scanned around the camera again as I looked at the girls entering the club. Somehow I found myself looking at the  vip section but something caught my attention.

When I looked at the screen the familiar pair of brown eyes  starred back at me, that hair  and that fucking face on the table as some guy ran   his hands on her laps.

My heart raced instantly as I watched her send his hands into her shirt while rubbing her boobs.

Wtf was Tessa doing here.

***********Tessa********

Killian words from last night haunted  me in  ways that I could never imagine.

The thought that he knew about my stupid obsession with Nicolas even  made it worse.

When I woke up the next morning  I tried my best to stay away from him as far as I could and lucky for me Killian never bothered to come to my room and since it was the weekend I stayed in  until I watched him drive out.

Isabel had texted me about a party and how she wanted me to attend.

I wasn't the party type. I loved my  own company more than anything but I would do literally anything to get away from Killian and from this house.

Isabel came to pick me up and I dressed up in a skimpy outfit. I wanted to have as much fun as I could.

Unlike what Isabel told me it was far different. It wasn't just any house party but  instead it was a billionaire secret club that required a membership card.

I had heard stories of these elite clubs   but I never expected to be in one but  I desperately wanted to experience it.

 Somehow Isabella got me a membership card and we entered unlike all the other clubs. I knew  this one was different, the scenes in front of me were more intense than what I imagined.

I couldn't help but notice the show glasses  where people were having  oral sex openly and at the other far end of the club was a freaking party.

"A bottle of vodka pls" I say to the bartender who looks at me before handing the drinks to me.

Isabel and I mixed up with the crowd as we danced but as the music got even better .

As I danced, I couldn't help but notice the men who sat at the far end watching me with the lust written all over their faces.

Isabel whispered something in my ears and when I turned  I saw a man standing beside me.

From the dim lights, I couldn't help but notice how  expensive he looked. He was a  fine  man  and  his neatly arranged suit smelled of wealth.

"Hi baby" the man whispered as he walked closer to me.

 I whispered something under  my breath as the man moved closer to me.

I wanted him to stop, I didn't want to do this but a part of me felt wild, feral and  as I looked to my left where people were having sex I couldn't help but imagine wild things.

"How about I get to know you even better" the man whispered as he slowly pushed me to the table behind me just by the far end of the bar where no one could notice anything.

 As I sat  on the table he came in between my legs as he ran his hands on my lap and my breath  stopped.

My eyes ran  all over the club as I looked over for Isabel and when  I didn't  see her  I turned to face the man who brought his kids dangerously close to mine.

I pulled myself closer and the moment  my lips touched his, my eyes immediately scanned to the far end of the  and I noticed the  man standing by the entrance of the club with his intense gaze on us.

My  words suddenly  got  caught in my throat , as I stared  at my step brother who looked  really  pissed.

From where I sat I could feel the anger  radiating from him.

Before I could even tell what was happening  Killian was standing in front of  me as he grabbed  the man by the neck  and dragged him up.

"No one touches my little play thing no  one " he whispered as he threw the man across the floor.

The music instantly stops as everyone turns in our direction before I could even say another damn word, he grabbed me up  with his hands and put me on his shoulders as he carried me out.

"Put me down now" I yelled at Killian as I struggled to get down from his legs.

But the  more I screamed, the more his grip on me tightened.

He  didn't take the route I passed through  while coming but instead he  took a different direction.

I could see  his car pack at the far end of the garage, he put  me inside the car ignoring my plea and  then shut the door not after putting the seat belt  around  me.

My eyes immediately scanned over as I watched him walk to the other side of the car.

The moment he gets in  he drives off.

As I sat there I could feel the drinks begin to have its high effect on me and that wildness that I had been holding all this time was threatening to come out at this point.

My hands slowly reached for the seat belt and I removed it.

Killian immediately turns to look at me as the displeased look washed all over  his face.

 "Stop the car Killian, stop the goddamn car  and  let me out" I yelled  at him.

You're drunk, Tessa,  he snapped, his eyes fixed on the road. You're fucking drunk.

I ripped off the seatbelt glaring at him "I said stop the fucking car what gives you the right to drag me out of the club like I'm a teenager.

For fuck said You're not my father Killian and I don't like you not even one bit so stop acting all protective about  me and stop the fucking car.

The car halts immediately.

Killian turns to face me, his expression  cold, strong  and unreadable. His knuckles tightened around the steering before he finally  lets out a deep breath 

"Get out" he muttered under his breath.

I blinked, confused. What?

Killian" I called, unable to believe what I had  just heard.

His voice drops darker this time "I said get out of the fucking car  before I  make you"

For a second, I looked at  him , unable to believe what I had just heard.

Before I could even comprehend what was happening, the door on my side flew open and I was being dragged out  as the cold night hit my skin.

Learn some fucking manners young lady, he growled at me his eyes burning into mine. " I'm not your fucking friend  he says and  let's go of me.

I stumbled back as my skin touched the floor and right there in front of me ,I watched him drive away, leaving me in the cold dark night.

The road was empty and dry as I looked around if I could see any ride, but with every moment that passed  by  I knew that I had been left alone on an empty road with no one to call.

I place a call across to my mom but the call goes straight to voicemail and the same happens with Nicolas' number.

 I walked on the silent  road, my eyes scanning around the area to look for any passing vehicle.

The thought that Killian could leave me here made me scared.

In my next few minutes of walking the sky rumbled loudly  and soon it was pouring heavily.

Walking in a heavy rain  was the last thing on my mind but every minute made my heart burn.

I didn't want to blame myself that all of this is my fault but  a part of me can't help it. I knew  I had my hands in this.

But why would Killian be this cruel  to me, the hatred he had for me was  second to none  he left me in the rain  alone not minding if I was safe or not.

There was no way I'm spending  another day in that mansion with him, it was either I get my place or I move out.

My teeth gritted uncontrollably as I walked in the ugly cold rain, my phone was soaked  from the water but since it was water resistant, I had no fear  of   it getting spoiled.

 Somehow I was able to  remember the road to his house but the distance wasn't something that I would think of as I walked out of the road I noticed the car approaching behind me.

As the car got even closer it slowed down and dragged down the windscreen.

Two men stocked their heads out of the car, one casting me a dissatisfied glance.

"Get in the car" the man says gently as if trying to lure me in.

I looked  at him, there was something familiar about them that I knew but there was no way in hell that I was getting into a car with two unknown men on a quiet road.

"Thank you, but I will walk," I  replied as I increased  my pace.

I heard the guy by the right mutter something under his breath.

We are Killian's best friends and I promise we won't bite.

"I said, I would walk," I replied again as  I increased my  pace.

I heard the guy on the steering whisper something under his breath  but they both stopped bothering.

In the next hour, I walked in the rain but instead of them  leaving    they  rode their car behind me until I got to the mansion.

When the security  saw me  I saw the way his face twisted as if he couldn't believe this was real.

Ignoring the look  on his face  I walked into the mansion and the first thing I noticed was  Killian.

He sat by the dining  a cup of coffee in his hands and  there was a fucking book.

He left me in the rain and  he sat here reading a fucking book  not minding if I was safe or not the bastard.

The moment I stepped in , Killian raised his face from the book he had been reading.

He stared at me, looking cold and distant but  he didn't say one word  but instead he  looked back and continued reading, acting like I didn't even exist.

My heart arched for  the first time and I felt that kind of pain that I hadn't felt for anyone before.

Somehow I  wondered why  it hurt this much. I knew he hated me but never did I think his hatred was enough to leave me stranded on an empty road.

Killian might be a cold hearted bastard but I don't care , I was going to make him pay for leaving me in that rain.