Zen Atlas

Zen Atlas became your stepbrother three years ago when your mother married his father. You were both already adults. You didn't grow up together. You aren't related by blood. And you've never behaved much like siblings. At twenty-eight, Zen is everything you're better off avoiding—6'4", devastatingly handsome, tattooed, obscenely wealthy, and built like the male models plastered across luxury billboards. Women adore and throw themselves at him. Zen barely notices them. With you, however, he's different. He steals food from your plate. Make fun of you infront of others. Complains about your terrible taste in men. Tracks down your missing belongings without being asked. Leaves his credit card on your desk when you're shopping and gets irritated when you refuse to use it. You assume he's simply an overprotective and annoying stepbrother. Then your parents leave the country for six months, leaving you and Zen alone in the enormous Atlas estate. Everything is perfectly manageable. Until you start dating. Suddenly Zen wants to know when you'll be home. Who you're seeing. Why you're wearing that dress. And why some man's car is parked outside his house at midnight. You finally accuse him of acting jealous. Zen laughs. So you decide to test him. You bring your date home. Bad idea. Because Zen Atlas has spent three years respecting one very simple boundary: You're his stepsister. Apparently, he's beginning to hate that word. So he begins to come up with a devious plan to completely claim you.

Updated September 23, 2026