BOSS: A Stepbrother Billionaire Romance by Victoria Villeneuve Read Free Book Online Page A

didn’t matter. Nowhere else was Harvard, and that was where I really wanted to be.
    I moped around the huge estate for a few days. I felt like total shit. I had no motivation to do anything; even with schoolwork I’d ask myself what’s the point? and just play with my pen for a while, doodling on the sides of pages.
    One day, I saw Kiegan standing in front of my door. He had that dumb grin on his face, and I knew he was here to gloat about the Harvard thing. I knew he didn’t care about his grades, about college, or anything. After all, he was getting a free ride. I noticed a new tattoo under his shirt, and that part of me that never quite got over him swooned inwardly.
    Then I noticed the envelope he was holding, and my blood went cold.
    “I heard you were looking for this,” he told me, holding up the yellow rectangle.
    “Fucking give me that,” I hissed at him, running over and snatching it from his grasp. He laughed that cold, hard laugh as I looked at the meticulously accurately printed address. Harvard University, Admissions Department.
    I could already feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I pulled out the essay I’d worked on so hard.
    “What the fuck did you do?” I asked, my hands shaking with a combination of anger and sadness.
    “I guess I saw this here and thought it was a letter I had meant to send but didn’t want to after all. Oops. My bad.”
    I completely lost control then. Years and years of bullying all piled up in a rage I’d never experienced before, or since. I screamed and hurled myself at my brother, arms swinging, intending to do as much damage to him as was humanly possible. I wanted to kill him. No exaggeration, if I had been given a gun right then and there I knew I would have shot him. There was nothing more that I wanted on the planet.
    Unfortunately, I was still a slightly overweight seventeen year old, and he was the captain of the lacrosse team. He held me off easily, like I weighed nothing, and eventually I ran out of energy and just collapsed on the ground, crying.
    Kiegan left with a smile on his face, and I knew from that second on I would never, ever forgive him. And I hadn’t. Two months later I left the Hunt Estate forever, abandoning the family that had given me their name, and I did my best to forget about Kiegan Hunt, or as I’d been calling him for years in my head, Hunt the Cunt.

Chapter S even
    I tried watching Person of Interest , but my mind kept wandering back to my childhood, to my asshole bully of a stepbrother.
    In the end, I never would have gone to Harvard anyway. I knew that now. But it still didn’t make it hurt any less that he had purposely sabotaged my dreams.
    Eventually I gave up on TV. I closed the tab and opened up Google. Typed in “Kiegan Hunt”. I had to admit it, my curiosity had gotten the better of me.
    I opened up the Wikipedia page about my brother. Obviously he’d been busy if he had an entire Wikipedia page about him. Over the last two years I’d made sure to completely avoid any celebrity news or gossip as much as possible, I didn’t want to know anything about my old family.
    The more I read, the more surprised I was. I had always expected that after high school Kiegan would have gotten himself into a bunch of trouble. Instead, he graduated, and rather than go down the traditional Hunt family route of getting a good education, took the money from his trust fund that was released to him when he was eighteen and founded a tech company that he sold the year before for seven billion dollars.
    Going back to the main page I clicked on a bunch of celebrity gossip magazine articles about my stepbrother.
    Kiegan Hunt: Will America’s Most Eligible Bachelor Ever Settle Down?
    Kiegan Hunt Refused Entry to Canada After Busted for Pot Posession
    Hunt Heir Arrested in Buenos Aires After Bar Fight
    Kiegan Hunt in Hospital After Skiing Stunt Goes Wrong in Austria
    It turned out my brother was now an adrenaline junky, and still the same old