Ginny never expected one wild night to upend her entire life. What was supposed to be a carefree celebration turns into a morning of regret and a hastily scribbled note from a man she’ll never forget: "You're really something for a first-timer." Horrified, Ginny tries to move on, boarding a flight to New York, where her future awaits. But fate isn’t done with her yet. "Meet Raymond, my new husband!" her mother says with a proud smile. Ginny’s heart stops. Standing before her is the man from that unforgettable night. Her mother’s new husband. Her stepfather. Caught between the tangled threads of family and forbidden attraction, Ginny’s world spirals out of control. Can she keep her shocking secret hidden, or will the truth tear her family apart? For readers who crave romance with an edge, this story will keep you hooked until the last, breathtaking page. Specifically for 18+
View MoreThe mansion buzzed with tension. Staff whispered in corners, their eyes darting nervously as they went about their duties.The front-page article had thrown the household into disarray, and Lucy's fury reverberated down every corridor.Ginny sat in her room with Annabella and Joshua, the stolen files and copies of the article spread out before them like battle plans."She's going to retaliate," Annabella said, her voice tight with urgency. "That article was a nuclear strike, and Lucy isn't the type to surrender quietly.Ginny nodded, her fingers tracing the edge of a document. "We've drawn her out of the shadows. Now we need to be ready for whatever she throws at us."Joshua, who had been uncharacteristically silent, spoke up. "I found something," he said, his voice low. "Last night, after Lucy called her allies, I checked the study. She left a folder open on her desk."Ginny's eyes narrowed. "What kind of folder?”Joshua wavered, glancing between them. "It was correspondence; letters
The next morning dawned overcast, as though the world itself mirrored the tension within the mansion.Ginny woke early, her mind still swirling with the revelations from the night before.They sat in the locked drawer of her desk, a comfort and a threat all at once. She hadn't slept too well; the enormity of what they were about to do weighed heavily upon her.Annabella came into her room at precisely seven, with a mug of steaming coffee in her hand and a glint in her eye. "We need a plan," she said without beating around the bush. "Lucy's not going to stay idle for long. She'll know something's off soon."Ginny nodded, taking the coffee gratefully. "We take the evidence to the board before she has a chance to spin her lies. We have the will, the financial records, everything. But we really have to tread carefully. If she gets even a hint of this...""She'll go nuclear," Annabella finished grimly. "Which means we need to move fast.As though called out by the saying of her name, Lucy'
The estate’s library smelled of aged leather and polished wood, a comforting yet foreboding scent that Ginny could no longer separate from her mounting anxiety.She sat at one of the long tables, surrounded by stacks of old legal documents, their edges frayed from years of handling.Annabella sat across from her, flipping through another bound volume, her brow furrowed in concentration."I still don't understand how she managed to rewrite his will," Annabella muttered, slamming her book shut in frustration. "There has to be something in here we can use."Ginny said nothing at first. She had been stuck on a page in the old draft of Raymond's will when suddenly her heart was racing wildly as one sentence leaped out at her."Annabella," she said quietly but urgently. "Look at this."Annabella leaned forward. Her eyes scanned the passage that Ginny pointed to. "What am I looking at?"It's a clause," Ginny said, her voice shaking with excitement. "It prevents the estate from unilateral con
The impending board meeting loomed like a thunderstorm on the horizon, its threat palpable. Ginny found herself in a restless daze, oscillating between hope and dread.She had hardly slept, her nights plagued by the specter of defeat. But something far more insidious gnawed at her gut-the flickers of recognition she glimpsed in Raymond's eyes.He was remembering, piecemeal and painfully, and the implications hung over her like a physical weight.This morning was no different. Outside her window, the sky was a mass of grey, diffused sunlight struggling to break its way through heavy clouds. At her desk, she sat flipping through Annabella's notes, though her mind struggled to focus. A soft knock on the door startled her out of her reverie."Come in," she called, her voice hoarse from disuse.The door creaked open, and Raymond stepped inside. His presence filled the room, his tall frame and broad shoulders exuding a quiet strength that still managed to unnerve her.“Ginny,” he said, his
She sat in the corner of her room, knees pulled up to her chest, and stared blankly at the pale light issuing from the table lamp.A recording of the conversation with Joshua ran continuously through her head, with his words of warning about how much leverage Lucy had serving like a knife cutting into her bowel.Annabella sat with her legs crossed on the floor, going over and over the documents they had retrieved many days ago.The only noises in the room were the rustling of papers and the periodic scratch of Annabella's pen as she jotted down notes.A hum of shared tension had become all but a constant companion, a storm brewing just beyond the horizon."We need a breakthrough," Annabella said out of nowhere, cutting through the silence. She pushed her notes aside, frustration etched across her face. "Something that can end this, Ginny. Something definitive."Ginny let out a tired sigh, unfolding from her corner. "I know," she said, heavily. "But Lucy's always one step ahead. Every
The night air was thick with tension as Ginny stared at the scattered documents on her desk. Annabella sat cross-legged on the bed, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt.They knew the stakes were going higher by the minute, the game increasingly hazardous, the outcome uncertain. "Lucy's trap isn't suspicion now; she is coming after us now," Annabella whispered firmly but tensely.Ginny just nodded her head with clenched teeth. "That would be our warning-we can't afford another slipup. Each step hence will be judiciously calculated."Annabella let out a heavy sigh, pushing the hair off her face. "You think she's already seen the footage? If she knows we were in her study."Ginny swallowed hard as her mind began to race over time. "If she had any concrete evidence, she'd have pulled it out by now. Lucy is in love with control, and if she could, she'd call us out, publicly. That doesn't mean we are safe."Annabella leaned back in her chair, her eyes to the ceiling. "I can't believe
The air in the mansion seemed heavier after Ginny and Annabella’s nocturnal heist.Despite their success in retrieving critical documents, Ginny couldn’t shake the feeling that they were walking a razor-thin line.Lucy was far too calculating, far too ruthless, to overlook the threads fraying beneath her control.Annabella paced the length of Ginny's room, her hands fidgeting with a pen she'd picked up from the desk. "We need to move quickly," she muttered, her voice low but urgent. "The longer we wait, the more time she has to figure out what's missing."Ginny sat cross-legged on the bed, the stolen papers spread out before her. Her fingers traced the faintly embossed seals on each page. "She'll know soon enough," Ginny replied, her tone grim. "But right now, we've got to make sense of what we have."Annabella paused mid-step and frowned. "Any chance we can use this to neutralize her now? Before she gets the upper hand again?"Ginny shook her head. "These papers prove she's siphoning
Ginny tiptoed down the dimly lit corridor, her breath catching with each creak of the floor.She clasped the purloined documents tightly to her chest and threw a cautious glance backward.The shadow of danger loomed large in her mind; every sparkle of light or slight rustle made her heart beat much louder than her cautious footsteps.Annabella followed close behind, her fingers clutching Ginny’s arm tightly. "We need to move faster," Annabella whispered, her voice trembling. "If Lucy wakes up and finds us—""I know," Ginny hissed back, her tone sharp but laden with the same fear. "Just keep going. We’re almost there."The journey back to Ginny's room felt endless, the walls of the mansion seeming to stretch and twist as if conspiring to trap them.There was tension between the two women; every breath they took felt like a gamble against discovery.As they approached the last bend, the faint sound of light footsteps reached them from behind. Both women froze, eyes wide in panic.Ginny'
Already at work, Ginny was poring over the stack of documents that they had garnered so far.Joshua strode into the study, his expression grimmer than usual with the morning paper in hand. "You want to take a look," he tossed at the desk.The headline stared back at her, and her stomach bottomed out on it: "Brooks Family Feud Threatens Legacy of Estate.""They're making a mockery out of this," Joshua snarled; his voice tightened with frustration. "It's just fuel to their fire-the media running riot on every rumor, hint, or leak Lucy is providing them."Ginny huffed and ran her palm over her hair. "Just like she wants-chaos-so nobody will be able to stick to the real story.""Dirt," Joshua murmured.“She always has,” Ginny replied. “But we’re not going to let her win.”Joshua hesitated, then set his jaw. “There’s something else. Annabella called me this morning. She found out Lucy’s been meeting with someone, a lawyer. She’s drafting new documents.”Ginny frowned. “What kind of documen
"Damn! He's hot!" Jane bit her lower lip, her eyes locked on the figure that just stepped into the club. Ginny sighed in annoyance and turned to see what had caught her innocent friend's attention. Her jaw dropped and she swallowed hard as she took in the man before them.He had dark, jet-black hair styled to perfection, sharp jawline, and intense eyes that seemed to pierce through the crowd. His light gray shirt clung tightly to his body, showcasing his chiseled abs and broad shoulders. His face was almost like being perfect, but more like a piece of art."Damn... he's hot" Ginny mumbled, biting her lower lip."He sure is" Jane confirmed, their gaze never wavering from the man."Here's your drink, miss" The bartender interrupted, setting the bottle down on the glass table. Ginny quickly returned her gaze to face the stranger, but he was no longer there, as if he had vanished into thin air. She growled, grabbing the bottle angrily, resisting the urge to yell at the bartender for distr
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