Hate Me, Love Me, Stepbrother

The day our parents remarried, my entire life descended into unrelenting hell. Jace, my stepbrother, hated me on sight the second he walked through the front door. Like a relentless ghost that haunted my every waking moment, he stole every girl I ever cared about, one by one. I hated him for seven long years, convinced he only got off on grinding me into the dirt. Until that drugged night at the hotel...