Chapter 1
Mercy POV
“f**k this, I’m not doing the dishes again, Killan can shove his stupid chore list right up his ass,” I muttered under my breath while slamming the kitchen door shut and stomping down the hallway toward the living room.
My heart pounded hard in my chest from the rush of pulling off this little act of rebellion, but honestly, who gave a damn about that, he wasn’t my real brother anyway, just this uptight stepbrother who acted like he owned the whole place ever since our parents got hitched.
I figured I was plenty old enough to blow off his dumb rules whenever the mood struck me, so I threw myself down onto the couch and snatched up my phone to lose myself in a bunch of dumb memes instead of dealing with those greasy plates piling up in the sink.
The cushions sank u
