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Chapter 99

Penulis: Tory
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The game had gone on for what felt like eternity. I got tired of watching Ace get beaten by the one person I hated most in the world aside from my mother. So, I slipped out of Ace’s room the moment Michael won another round, the sound of his victory whoop following me into the hallway. My head was pounding, partly from the noise, partly from boredom, and partly from the way Michael kept floating around me like an annoying fly that didn’t understand the concept of personal space.

“I’ll be in my room,” I said over my shoulder.

“Sure, okay,” Ace replied absently, already mashing buttons again.

Good. Perfect. I needed a breather away from both of them.

I walked quickly, eager to shut my door, lock it, maybe lie on my bed and scroll through my phone for a while until the boys wore themselves out.

I pushed open the door and stepped inside, already exhaling, but the second I turned to close it, something stopped it. Something solid.

I blinked in confusion, then my stomach dropped. Mich
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    “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

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 111

    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

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 110

    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

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 109

    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

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 108

    I sat at the dining table with my hands folded tightly in my lap, so tightly my knuckles felt cold. The table was already set with roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, broccoli, and a bowl of salad, the usual meal the chef made when Scott wanted something simple. Yet nothing about tonight felt simple. It felt heavy. Tense. Awkward in ways that stabbed quietly under my skin. Michael had left, thankfully, and now only Scott, Ace, Courtney, and I sat around the long table. The seats felt wider than usual, the room quieter, even though Courtney’s voice carried its usual cheer. “So my last semester was really interesting,” she said excitedly, cutting a piece of chicken as she spoke. “We had this weekend retreat at a cliffside villa. Like, a literal cliff. And one of my classmates almost fell off because she was taking pictures!” Scott laughed, amused, genuinely invested. “A cliff? That sounds dangerous. Why would they pick a place like that for students?” “Oh, trust me!” Courtney said, ro

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 107

    Scott stared at me for a moment, as if trying to gauge whether my excuse made any sense. I kept my face deliberately scrunched in embarrassment and pain, forcing out a tiny hiss like my toe still throbbed. It must have worked. The tension drained from his shoulders, and he let out a long breath, but it wasn’t one of relief, and not suspicion. Then he stepped closer and gently pulled me into his side with a protective arm. “Oh, sweetheart…” he murmured as his hand rubbed my upper arm. “You poor thing. You have to be more careful.” My heart twisted painfully. His concern was real. He genuinely believed me. Somehow, that made the lie feel even heavier on my tongue. Scott looked over my head straight at Ace, his expression hardening instantly. “Ace,” he barked. “You’re a grown person, and you’re still acting like a child. How many times have I told you to be careful around her? She’s smaller than you. You can’t just drag her around like that.” Ace lowered his head, guilt flickering

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