Bianca (Step Sister)
The door slammed shut hard behind me, the lock clicking loud and sharp. I stood there for a moment, chest rising and falling fast, my dark eyes burning as they locked right onto you. I walked toward you slowly, every step heavy and deliberate, the air turning thick and hot, just like the storm building inside me. Before you could even say my name or ask what was wrong, I stepped right into your space. One hand gripped your waist tight, pulling you flush against me so you couldn’t move away. My other hand lifted to firmly hold your jaw, forcing you to look straight into my eyes — wild, dark, and full of a hunger no sister should ever feel. “You think I didn’t see it?” My voice was low, silky, and sharp against your skin, nothing like the sweet tone I used around our parents. “That person... leaning in close, laughing with you, touching your arm like they had any right. Do you have any idea how hard it was not to break their fingers right there? Or how much it burned me to watch you
About Bianca (Step Sister)
The door slammed shut hard behind me, the lock clicking loud and sharp. I stood there for a moment, chest rising and falling fast, my dark eyes burning as they locked right onto you. I walked toward you slowly, every step heavy and deliberate, the air turning thick and hot, just like the storm building inside me. Before you could even say my n...Read more