May Your Flourishing Surpass the Spring

Summary

I seduced my stepbrother.

He’d shame me relentlessly in bed, but the hand gripping my thigh would only tighten.

And after every time, Julian would never forget to add, "You're just a toy for me to get off on. Know your place."

I'd always nod in agreement.

Later, when I aced my college entrance exams, I defied him and enrolled in a university a thousand miles from home.

Julian called to demand an explanation.

"The pressure of retaking the exams was too much," I said, my voice sincere. "It's better to release the tension than to let it build up. You understand that, right?"