To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

Our relationship has now grown into something domestic and homey. I was in love with him but I didn’t want to admit it to him, at least not yet.

I didn’t want to tell him how much I loved him and how much it kills me to miss him. Everything seemed easy and beautiful with him around. I felt like I was in Heaven.

I could also see it, I knew how much Mason loved me too, he becomes overprotective of me whenever I’m around other guys and he doesn’t hesitate to show it.

We both went about our work and most of the times I have this immense happiness and joy anytime I think about him, he’s the best thing that ever happened to me and I was glad that I have him.

Our parents are gone now, traveled to Hong Kong and wouldn’t be back in a long time. They made sure to call every day via video call and that was enough.

“How’s it going over there?” Mason asked as I tried to make a cup of coffee for myself and they talked for a while before I joined them.

I asked them how things were and if they were enjoying their trip and they both gave a positive reply, I was happy they had each other.

My mum stared at me like she wanted to say something but refrained from saying it instead and after talking we hung up.

***

ONE MONTH LATER

Things have been going really well for us and Mason had just asked me to join him on a business trip. I’d thought I had to deal with my boss before going but to my surprise he let me go with him.

“You’re sure I can go with him?” I asked again wanting to be sure I’d heard him right and it’s not just my mind playing tricks on me.

“Yes,” he answered, swinging his pen around in his fingers, “it’s all a part of experience and I’d be glad to allow you experience things like this.” He finished and I felt happy.

“Also, you’ll be working with him as soon as your contract here expires so why not?” He added and after thanking him multiple times I left.

I gave Mason the good news and he was also happy for me although he’d told me already that my boss wouldn’t have a problem with me going with him.

A day to the trip, we both went out to shop and I got different kinds of bikinis and lingeries. It was a business trip but I knew deep down that it wouldn’t just be a business trip.

“This would suit you.” He pointed out as he picked out a red bikini for me and I laughed.

“We’ll only be gone for a week, isn’t all of these too much?” I asked like I wasn’t also shopping like a crazy lady and he laughed.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Say that to me when we get there.” He replied, pulling me closer to him and kissing me.

The day went by really quickly and I couldn’t wait for our trip together.

The blaring sound from my bedside alarm jolted the both of us awake since we slept together and we started getting ready for our trip.

We got to the airport and boarded our plane, it was almost time for takeoff and I knew Mason was trying his best to ignore the woman sitting beside him but she just wouldn’t stop.

“You see this woman right here?” He asked her and she took a quick glance at me and I snarled at her, “she’s my wife.” He added and she rolled her eyes.

“I don’t see a ring.” She replied and my jaw dropped.

“You don’t have to see a ring.” He smirked and asked her to steer off him which she did. The plane was about to take off and I felt like throwing up.

I was so glad that I didn’t take the window seat or I would’ve thrown up on everyone around me. Holding Mason tightly, I closed my eyes as I waited for the takeoff.

I’ve always been scared of height and Mason understood this as he only held me and buried my face in his chest.

We took off and I was back to normal, the plane had stopped jerking and there was no reason for me to be scared anymore.

“Is there anything that you’re not scared of?” He teased and I hit his rib gently and told him I wasn’t afraid of him.

The voice of the captain came and he’d told us to fasten our seat belts but it seemed as though Mason had a death wish for the both of us because he loosened his and pulled me out of my seat.

“What are you doing?” I asked, “you’re going to get us killed.” I added and he laughed at me.

“Chill,” he said before opening the door to the bathroom, “this is it.” He added before kissing me.

His wet tongue trailed my neck and I kept wanting more, his lips claimed mine back and while I was standing Mason pulled me up and placed me on the bathroom counter.

I was scared of it breaking at first but he didn’t care and now the only thing I was scared of was my life as he started eating me out.

My toe curled and I silently hoped I didn’t slip and die because I didn’t want him to stop. His lips fell on mine again and I could taste myself on his lips.

Pulling off his shirt, “it has always been on my bucket list to have sex on a moving plane.” He said breathlessly and I laughed.

“You still remember everything you wrote on your bucket list?”

“Oh yes, I do,” he answered, “I remember yours too.” He added before carrying me in his arms and started thrusting into me while he was standing.

We decided to have a quickie and it was blissful.