Bound by my Stepbrother

I always dreaded these family reunions. The ones where my parents would relentlessly try and blend their step families together in some fancy resort location.

But, it wasn't the gathering that I hated. Oh no. I could avoid that with alcohol and lounging by the pool. It was him; that cocky, masculine, billionaire, whatever of a stepbrother that I grew up with.

He's driven me wild for longer than I can remember. I just need to avoid him long enough to survive this gathering.

Too bad he has diffe...