Ava’s POV
“You’ve got to be f*****g kidding me, Jake!” I shouted, slamming the front door behind me as I stormed inside the living room.
My heart was racing with defiance. I was done letting my asshole stepbrother act like my dad when our parents went away for the weekend. “Who the hell do you think you are? I came home at 3am because I wanted to. It’s none of your damn business!”
Jake stood there in the living room, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his jaw tight.
I can't lie, at twenty four years old he looked every bit the strict authority figure he loved pretending to be, tall, muscular, and with that infuriatingly calm stare that always pissed me off more.
“Watch your mouth, Ava. You knew the rules. No staying outside this house past midnight without my permission. You bro
