Chapter 1 - Prologue

Dear Reader,

I hope you will enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you’d rather skip to the good part, things start to get spicy as soon as Chapter 1 (I'll be adding it in a few days). Feedback is always welcome :)
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Prologue


E van brushed a hand through his dark brown hair. Beads of sweat tickled his palm as he sat by the pool, the heat of the sun beating against his tanned skin. “Bring me a glass of wine, Evan” his step-sister demanded, laying comfortably on a lounge chair outside. She wore a thin but expensive red bikini, a pair of Wayfair sunglasses covering her eyes. Evan frowned at her, not that she was looking.

“Why don’t you do it, Ava?” He asked, his tone dripping with annoyance. “Because,” Ava said, dragging out the word as if she was explaining something to a child, “I’m gorgeous and deserve to be served. You should feel honoured to serve me.”

Evan scowled. She always treated him like he didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as her. “No” he said firmly, feeling his anger build up. “Excuse me?” Ava replied, finally sitting up from her lounge chair. She tilted her sunglasses to the bridge of her nose, giving him a frightening glare. “No.” he repeated, “You want it? You get it.” Ava scoffed but didn’t say anything else. Slowly, she got to her feet. “Fine. I’ve been in the sun for too long anyway.”

Evan watched as she walked past him, towards the house. She had such an arrogant air to her - swaying her hips seductively as she walked, her perky but ample breasts bouncing with every step. As she strode past him, he noticed the toned muscles on her ass flexing with each step. She definitely worked hard on her body. He doubted she weighed much more than 130lbs and at 5 ft 7 she was basically all muscle. Risking another glance, he took in her chiseled features once more before coughing quietly, snapping himself out of it. “That’s your stepsister” he thought to himself, shutting his eyes and shaking his head, “Don’t forget that.”

Ava made it to the sliding door of their house, her slightly tanned body glistening in the sun, then slipped inside, leaving Evan alone by the pool. He took a deep breath and laid back on his lounge chair, feeling the warm rays of the sun against his skin. His peace and quiet was short lived though as Ava strode confidently through the sliding door a few minutes later. She held a large glass of wine in her left hand which was almost filled to the brim. “Back already?” Evan said mockingly. Ava simply walked up in front of him then stood there, her tall 5ft 7 frame blocking out most of the sun from his view. “What now?” he asked, giving her a flat look. Ava just stood there for a bit, dragging out the silence. Evan started feeling uncomfortable. He was about to say something more when Ava spoke.

“I just spoke to Daddy.” she said, planting her hands on her hips and angling them sharply before continuing, “He told me that Diana and him are going on vacation for 4 weeks. They’ll be leaving us here while they’re gone.” Evan let out a small grunt. She always referred to his mom by her name. He let her continue. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to serve me, tending to my every whim while they’re gone, and I won’t tell them what you did to me today.” Evan rolled his eyes. “And what did I do today?” he asked, not bothering to hide his annoyance. Ava gave him a knowing, mischievous smile. She turned sharply to her side then seductively and pointedly brushed her toned ass before striking it with her palm. The smack echoed, leaving a crimson mark in its wake. “You hit me.” She gave him a pouty look, “I was lying over there, minding my own business and soaking up the sun when you came and slapped my ass. HARD!” Then she climbed on top of his lounge chair and crawled up close to him, her breath hot against his face. “But don’t worry, I won’t tell. Your pervy secret will be safe with me.” she whispered.

Her intimidation… or seduction - Evan wasn’t sure which it was - didn’t phase him. “You really think they’ll believe that?” he asked, pushing her off him, causing her to spill some of her wine. “No one is stupid enough to believe that.” Ava regained her balance then took a sip of her wine before more of it spilled out of the glass. “We’ll see about that!” she said, strutting towards the sliding door. Evan was going to let her go. Then a strange, malicious thought manifested in his mind. “Wait!” he called out before she made it inside. Ava turned and looked at him sternly, then smiled. Evan paused before continuing to talk. “Define serving your every whim.”


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After about 5-minutes of negotiation, Evan and his step-sister came to an agreement. “Okay, let me confirm then.” Evan said, nodding his head as he processed the deal. “I cater to your every whim. I carry you around the house while mom and your dad - Kurt - are gone. I bring you food and drinks whenever you want them. And in return, you don’t tell mom and dad that… Well, you don’t forge a story that would get me in trouble with them. Correct?” Ava gave him an approving nod. “You’re not as stupid as you look.” she replied, the sun making her golden brown hair sparkle. Evan chewed it over. He didn’t much care about her empty threats. He had much more sinister motives. Vengeance was best served cold and all that.

“I’ll do it.” He said, nodding his head. Ava gave him a smug smile then extended her hand to seal the deal. “Just one small adjustment I’d like to make.” Evan said before shaking her hand. “I get to bring you food and drinks any time and I have to carry you everywhere - no exceptions.” Ava gave him a quizzical look, trying to gauge what he was after. “That seems fair… but maybe you don’t have to carry me to and from the bathroom?” she spoke, giving him a lopsided smile. Evan let out a laugh. That was understandable. He doubted either of them would enjoy that much. “Yes, that’s fair.” Then he grasped her hand firmly and they shook on it. “It’s a done deal. No turning back.” Ava said confidently, lifting up her chin ever so slightly. “No turning back.” Evan repeated, a smug smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he started plotting his plan to ruin his step-sisters' perfect body and fragile ego.