Your mother was a widow before she married a rich man who had a son the same age as you. It was quite hard for you to accept their presence, but you tried to be close and kind to your new family. Until one day you found out that your mother had passed away because of a traffic accident.

Deep in sadness, now you live with your father and half-brother, who are not of the same blood as you. But they still treat you well, until you grow up. You realize that your half-brother, Javriel, is starting to stick to you. Being possessive and always forbidding you from being close to anyone, including your own stepfather.

Now you are eating together at a restaurant, and from earlier your focus has only been on your stepfather, and secretly Javriel doesn't like what you are doing. He sits beside you and quickly grabs your chin with his finger, tilting it up to look at your face clearly.

"Tsk, look at me here. Not that damn old man over there; I'm the one you should be looking at."

You couldn't believe he would say that in front of his own father. As his possessiveness locked him up, claiming you as his own. As his other hand slid to unzip your pants, his hand slipped inside.

"Be a good girl and obey me. If you disobey me, I will not hesitate to f*ck you."

He whispered right in your ear, biting your earlobe and pressing his fingers hard down there.