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Chapter 11

Author: Tory
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-23 16:44:37

A few hours later, Ace returned with a drug. He urged me to take it as he stood there, watching me. As I did, he left with its packaging, claiming he would dispose of it himself. After that, we didn’t speak. He just disappeared while I returned to my reading, but still time, I sat at the balcony of my bedroom.

Towards evening, I rushed downstairs, waiting for the sound of a car rolling into the driveway, waiting for the click of the front door. Waiting for Mr. Scott. After last night, I couldn’t deny it anymore. Something inside me had changed. I felt... attached to him. Or maybe drawn was the better word, like there was a quiet pull I didn’t know how to resist. He filled a space I’d spent years pretending didn’t exist, the kind of emptiness I covered with fake smiles and laughter. Being near him only made me realize how deep that space really was.

Maybe it was his age, the presence I’d never known at home when it was just my mom and me. Whatever it was, he appealed to me in a way I
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  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 113

    I didn’t wait to see what my mother would do next, and that was why I turned and hurried down the hallway with my chest tight, my head pounding, and anger buzzing under my skin like electricity. All I wanted to do was hide myself in my room. I slammed the bedroom door behind me, only then did I let out the breath I’d been holding. My hands were shaking. I dragged them through my hair, pacing the room once, twice, before heading into the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face, staring at my reflection like it might speak back to me and give me answers. Answers like you should’ve known better, I told myself. You should’ve known she’d come back. I brushed my teeth mechanically, washed my face, and changed into something comfortable. I didn’t even care what I wore. All I wanted was sleep, anything that would silence my thoughts. I jumped on the bed, then I curled onto my side, pulled the covers up, and closed my eyes. That was when my phone rang. I groaned and reached for it bl

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 112

    “Now if you don’t mind,” my mom said as she tried to get into the house. “I’d like to come in.” “No.” “What do you mean no?” she chuckled. “Get out of the way child.” “I said no, mom,” I said again. But she didn’t stop. She pushed past me as if I were a curtain instead of her daughter, her heels clicking against the floor like she owned the goddamn place. Like she had never been thrown out. Like she hadn’t shattered everything she touched the last time she stood under this roof. “Don’t step into this house,” I warned, my voice shaking now. “I mean it. You are not welcome here. You are never allowed into this house.” Claire laughed softly, the sound was so light and infuriating. “Sweetheart, you’ve always been dramatic.” She kept walking. Ace moved instantly, stepping in front of her, his body tense, and protective. “Hey. Stop right there.” Claire finally looked at him properly, her gaze sweeping over him with an unreadable expression. Maybe it was calculation, maybe. Amuseme

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    It had been a month. A month and a few days, to be exact. I counted because pretending not to was impossible. Summer break was bleeding out slowly with just three weeks left. The days had become a routine of quiet mornings, long afternoons, evenings spent pretending I didn’t hear Ace’s footsteps in the halls or feel his presence like a ghost hovering just out of reach. I had perfected the silent treatment..., and with Scott out on a business trip, it was extra hard staying silent, because I didn’t really have anyone else. That evening, I returned from the salon later than usual. The sun was already dipping low, staining the sky in bruised shades of orange and purple. My hair smelled like citrus and heat, freshly washed, freshly trimmed, freshly styled with soft blonde waves falling down my back. I stepped out of the car, thanked the driver, and walked toward the front door with my bag slung over my shoulder. The moment I pushed the door open, I felt it. Him. Ace was seated in

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    My throat tightened instantly. “Ace, don’t.” “Why not?” His voice rose as he stepped forward again. “Why can’t I say it? Why can’t I tell you the truth instead of pretending I’m happy with someone I don’t want?” “Because…” I backed away once, then stopped myself. “Because it doesn’t fix anything. It doesn’t change anything.” He blinked. “How can you say that?” “How can you not see it?” My voice trembled, but this time I didn’t try to hide it. “Ace, I told you—I don’t want to speak to you anymore. What you did to Courtney doesn’t magically erase what you did to me.” His face fell. “I never lied about loving you.” “You lied by omission,” I whispered. “You let me think there was no one else. You let me fall deeper into whatever this is... whatever we are, without telling me you were with someone else the whole time.” “Sabrina—” “Don’t.” I shook my head, tears threatening again. “Just don’t.” For a long moment he didn’t speak. He just looked at me like I was the ground under his

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    I stayed frozen in the shadowed corner long after Courtney’s footsteps faded down the hallway and Scott’s voice chased after her. I didn’t move, didn’t think. My body felt glued to the wall, as if the plaster itself refused to release me. My heart was still pounding in my ears when I heard slow, uneven footsteps. Ace’s. He was coming this way. I panicked and almost ran. The urge shot up my spine like electricity, but my legs didn’t move in time. Ace rounded the corner, shoulders tense, jaw tight, eyes unfocused with leftover anger and heartbreak. He almost walked past me. Almost. But then he stopped mid-step, turned his head slightly— And saw me. His eyes widened. “Sabrina?” I swallowed hard, unable to hide anymore. He stepped closer. “What are you doing here?” He sounded confused… and tired. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. My throat felt locked shut. His stare drifted down my body, then back up to my face, staring at me as if trying to understand why I was rooted

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