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Maybe he’ll remain a ghost, haunting me only in the shadows of my mind.
He doesn’t fit. Not in that black tank top, tight black jeans and his leather jacket hanging loose over his frame, looking like he’s just stepped out of hell and didn’t bother to change.
Things aren’t the same between us anymore. He’s not my big brother. He’s… something else. Something forbidden.
One minute he was my big brother, my entire world, but the next he was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered, the only thing he could ever love, asking me to break every rule we’d ever lived by.
It’s not unusual for Rook to say that. He’s been saying it for years now as siblings, but he’s never said it like that—in a way that shoots straight through my soul, while staring at my lips like he wants to…. Fucking kiss me.
My beautiful little sister. Too beautiful for her own fucking good. For my good.
She shattered me that Christmas, every fucking piece of my heart breaking apart and leaving nothing behind but a hollow, black void in its place.
But it was then that I made the choice to stop. To stop watching, stop waiting, stop torturing myself with every glimpse of her life without me. It was killing me—slowly, fucking heartbreakingly.
She’s like a fucking fire burning through me, and no matter how much it hurts, I can’t put it out. Ebony isn’t just my sister. She’s my goddamn soulmate. She always has been. She always fucking will be.
She’s not just beautiful. She’s the kind of breathtaking that makes my chest tighten and my dick hard.
In her mind, there’s always someone better—prettier, smarter, louder. Someone more deserving. But not to me. To me, she’s fucking flawless.
She became my world without me even realizing it. I loved her. Not like I loved my mom or anyone else. No, it was a fierce, consuming kind of love.
The idea of taking her innocence—making her mine in a way no one could undo—consumed me. It was forbidden, dangerous, and utterly fucking mind-altering.
That night was the point of no return. It wasn’t just a moment—it was a reckoning. One I’m not sure either of us can ever escape.
Every laugh, every smile digs deeper into me. I want her so fucking bad.
She knows what happens when another guy tries to step where he doesn’t belong. What the fuck am I supposed to do? Sit back and let someone else fucking touch her? Over my dead fucking body.
“Well, well, well. Aren’t you a silly Christmas bunny.”
You want to drown in sin, don’t you, little sister? In me and this twisted fucking hunger we’re not supposed to feed but can’t seem to starve.”
I’m tearing you the fuck apart. Piece by fucking piece.”
“Fuck me hard, big brother,” I whisper, my tone cracking but sure. “Show me how much you’ve wanted this. How much you’ve wanted me. Make me never forget it.”
He’s not just fucking me—he’s rewriting me, violating me for anyone else. With every thrust, he carves himself into me, so deeply, so thoroughly, that I know I’ll never be the same.
I sense the pent-up frustration pouring out of him with every thrust. It’s all there—the hunger, the longing, and something deeper, riskier. Love. Distorted, uncontrollable, undeniable love.
“That's my good little sister. Look at you—you’re taking my cock so well. You were always made for me, for this devastation. You were born to be my beautifully, ruined obsession,”
She knows me too well, the flame hasn’t died, it’s still there, burning bright and searing my dark soul.
“Maybe I’m done hiding, Bunny. Maybe I don’t give a fuck if we both burn for this. At least then, I’ll have you. In life, in death—it doesn’t fucking matter. Beyond these walls, beyond these chains, even in hell itself, you’re mine.”
She’s a fucking masterpiece of mess—head flung back, tits heaving, eyes still closed as she struggles to come back down to earth.
“You come like a fucking demon but taste like an angel, little sister.”
“Mine to break. Mine to shape. Mine to keep, with no escape.”
“Within the cold walls of this metal shell, bunny, there will be no silent night tonight—only an unholy night.”
I didn’t want to fall for the enemy’s daughter, my stepsister. But here I am—weakly, irreversibly, utterly in love with her.
I say fucked-up shit. I do fucked-up shit. A brother shouldn’t say or do half the things I’ve done to you. But one thing has been real through all of it is, I fucking love you, Ebony.
“YOU’RE FUCKING EVERYTHING TO ME! YOU’RE ALL I THINK ABOUT... ALL I FUCKING WANT!” I scream at the top of my lungs. “AND YOU CAN’T FUCKING HAVE ME!”
“What’s wrong, Ebony?” he says blankly, “Remember how you tore my heart fucking out and stamped all over it?”
“You created this. This fucking monster inside me. And I’m gonna make sure you never forget it. I'm the plague doctor, infected with a sickness and tonight, you're my only cure."
Snowflakes fall and melt against his tattooed skin, the way I do when I touch him—lingering, then lost.
“After that, it was just you again—the only thing that’s ever been perfect. And I’ll destroy anything that makes you forget it. Every. Fucking. Time.”
You don’t always have to be flawless, Bunny. You don’t have to always be perfect—to be perfect to me.”
Around him, I’ve never had to keep up that façade. I’ve never had to hide. He’s the one person who’s seen the chaos inside me and held it like it was something precious, something worthy of love. Worthy of his love.
“You tasted exactly like I thought you would, Rook. Fucking satanic.”
A symbol of who I’ve been outside this hell. The Plague. Ruthless. Unforgiving. Deadly.
What I did—it wasn’t fucking rejection. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t hate. It was love. Every single thing I did was out of love.”
My heart hurts, every part of me falling apart. He’s not letting me go. He’s offering me a way out, something to ease the hurt of what my life is going to become—but it’s not freedom. No matter how this ends. I fucking lose.
