Raised On A Lie

Frankie never clicked with her family, a square peg in their round hole. Suspicion festered when her smug brother Cole kept needling her, pushing her to square things once and for all. She stormed to their mom Pia, demanding her birth certificate. Pia stonewalled her, as always, fueling the fire in Frankie's gut. Rage boiling, she bolted from the house—then doubled back, sly as a shadow, roping Cole into the hunt through Pia's room. Fingers trembling, she snatched the papers. Boom. Worlds shattered. No blood ties. No shared roots. Pia? Not their real mom. The lies hit like a gut punch—they weren't siblings at all, just strangers in a web of deceit. Truth sinking in like poison, Frankie and Cole lock eyes, fury igniting something raw. They corner Pia together, demanding every dirty secret. And revenge? Yeah, they're taking it, hot and unfiltered, bodies crashing in the chaos of forbidden heat.