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The heavy snow muffled the sound of the world outside, but inside the mansion, the air was thick with the scent of pine needles, expensive perfume, and the simmering tension that always defined the holidays.

Without their screens, their deliveries, and their frantic schedules of vanity, Chloe and Mia seemed smaller. "It's freezing," Mia whispered, her bravado slipping. LifeSelector-XmasWithYourSpoiledStep-Sisters.rar

For Julian, Christmas wasn't about carols or cocoa; it was about survival. Since his father had married into the Sterling estate, he had become the de facto assistant to his two step-sisters, Chloe and Mia. They were "spoiled" in the way only old money allows—viewing the world as a giant vending machine that occasionally stuttered. The heavy snow muffled the sound of the

As the wind howled against the stained-glass windows, Julian began to speak. He didn't talk about mansions or money. He told them about the Christmases he remembered before the rarified air of the Sterling estate—of burnt cookies, paper stars, and the quiet warmth of being enough. For Julian, Christmas wasn't about carols or cocoa;