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作者: Muffin Writes
last update 公開日: 2026-07-29 13:07:21

Grant's POV

Two days to stop Naomi from destroying everything. I'd spent my whole life building an empire, controlling every variable, never letting anyone see me bleed. And now my wife, the woman I'd married for appearances, was about to tear it all down.

I couldn't let that happen.

I found Ethan in the study, his laptop open, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He looked up when I entered, his grey eyes sharp.

"I've got most of it," he said. "Financial records. Proof of her hidden account
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  • Craving For My Stepfather    The Cabin

    Finn's POV The drive took six hours. Grant drove, his hand resting on my thigh, his thumb tracing lazy circles on my skin. I watched the city fade behind us, replaced by rolling hills and dense forests. The further we got, the lighter I felt. Like I was shedding layers of fear I hadn't even realized I was carrying. "We're almost there," Grant said, glancing at me. "You okay?" I smiled, soft and genuine. "I'm better than okay." He squeezed my thigh, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good." The cabin was nestled deep in the woods, surrounded by towering pines and a small lake that glittered in the afternoon sun. It was modest but beautiful, wooden walls, a stone fireplace, a wraparound porch with rocking chairs. It looked like something out of a dream. "Grant." I stepped out of the car, my breath catching. "It's perfect." He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I wanted somewhere quiet. Somewhere we could just be us." I turned in his arms, pressing a kiss to

  • Craving For My Stepfather    Shelter

    Finn's POV The house was quiet. Not the kind of quiet that felt empty or lonely. The kind of quiet that came after a storm, when the rain had stopped and the world was still. That kind of quiet that let you breathe. Naomi was gone. Derek was in custody. The letter was in Grant's safe. For the first time in months, there was no threat looming over us. Just us. I stood in the kitchen, staring out the window at the garden. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the grass. It was beautiful and peaceful. I'd almost forgotten what peace felt like. Grant came up behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder, his breath warm against my neck. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "Nothing." I leaned into him. "Everything. I don't even know." He pressed a kiss to my temple. "That's okay. You don't have to know." We stood there for a long time, just holding each other. The weight of everything we'd been through pressed down on us, but som

  • Craving For My Stepfather    What She Wrote

    Finn's POV The envelope felt heavy in Grant's hands. He stood in the foyer, his face pale, his eyes fixed on the letter like it might explode. I was still pressed against him, my arms wrapped around his waist, my heart pounding against his chest."I got it," he'd said. And I'd sobbed with relief.But now, standing here, looking at that envelope, I realized the war wasn't over. It was just beginning."Open it," I said, my voice quiet.Grant looked at me. "Are you sure? Once we know what's in it....""I need to know." I pulled back, meeting his eyes. "I need to know what she wrote. What she was going to use against us."He was silent for a moment. Then he nodded slowly."Let's go to the study."We sat side by side on the leather couch, the envelope between us. Grant's hands were steady as he opened it, mine were shaking. I watched him pull out the contents, a stack of papers, covered in Naomi's elegant handwriting. There were photographs too. Grainy, blurred, but unmistakable.I reache

  • Craving For My Stepfather    Anonymous

    Grant's POVWe stood in the darkness of the study, wrapped in each other's arms. Finn's face was pressed against my chest, his body trembling slightly. I held him tight, my hand stroking his hair, trying to pour all my love and reassurance into that single touch."Trust me," I had said, and he had nodded. But I could feel the fear still radiating off him."Grant." His voice was muffled against my shirt. "What if it's not enough? What if she wins anyway?"I pulled back, cupping his face in my hands. "Then we run. We disappear. We start over somewhere else. As long as we're together, nothing else matters."He stared at me, his green eyes glistening. "You'd give up everything for me? Your company. Your reputation. Your life here?""I'd give up everything for you," I said, my voice steady. "I'd give up everything for us."He kissed me then, soft and desperate. I kissed him back, pouring everything I couldn't say into that single moment.When we pulled apart, he was crying. Silent tears st

  • Craving For My Stepfather    Counterstrike

    Grant's POVTwo days to stop Naomi from destroying everything. I'd spent my whole life building an empire, controlling every variable, never letting anyone see me bleed. And now my wife, the woman I'd married for appearances, was about to tear it all down.I couldn't let that happen.I found Ethan in the study, his laptop open, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He looked up when I entered, his grey eyes sharp."I've got most of it," he said. "Financial records. Proof of her hidden accounts and evidence of her affairs." He paused. "But it's not enough to stop her. She's got the letter, Grant. That's the weapon."I sat across from him, rubbing my temples. "What do you suggest?"Ethan leaned back, studying me. "You have two options. One: you let her release the letter. You weather the storm, expose her at the same time, and hope the public believes you over her.""And the second option?"Ethan's expression darkened. "You destroy the letter before she can use it."I stared at him. "

  • Craving For My Stepfather    Ultimatum

    Finn's POV I stood at the top of the stairs, watching the scene unfold below.Grant was in the foyer, his back to me, his shoulders tense. Naomi stood across from him, her face pale, a letter clutched in her trembling hands. The air between them crackled with tension.I crept down the stairs, my bare feet silent on the cold marble. Neither of them noticed me. Their focus was entirely on each other."You want to destroy me?" Naomi's voice was shaking. "I have something that will destroy you first."Grant didn't flinch. "What are you talking about?"She held up the letter. "I have proof, Grant. Proof of everything. Your past. Your brother. Your affair with my son and I'm going to use it."I felt my blood run cold. I stepped into the foyer, my voice cutting through the silence."Where did you get that?"Naomi's eyes snapped to me. Something flickered in them, guilt? Fear? Then her expression hardened."That doesn't matter.""It matters to me." I walked toward her, my heart pounding. "Th

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