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REVENGE IS A DISH BEST SERVED COLD
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HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER REVENGE IS A DISH BEST SERVED COLD
Mia's POVTom took two slow, deliberate steps back, and a broad smile began to spread across his face — the kind that hinted he believed he'd already claimed some kind of victory, even though I hadn’t agreed to anything at all.He slipped his hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly as if to observe my reaction."Think about it, Mia," he said, he sounded casual, like we were merely discussing the latest episode of some TV series. "And don't worry about Chris. I’ll take care of him."With that, he turned and walked out, closing the door with such tenderness that it barely made a sound.I remained rooted in the center of my living room, my gaze locked on the closed door long after his footsteps had faded away down the hallway.Handle him? Handle Chris? It was as if Tom viewed his own son merely as a problem to be tackled rather than a human being with feelings and complexities. And the truth was, Tom had absolutely no idea about the depth of my history with Chris.Or does he?
HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER CLOSE
Mia's POV“What makes this any of your concern?” I shot back, my arms instinctively crossing tightly over my chest, as if that flimsy barrier could somehow mitigate the embarrassment of the damp spot and the persistent hardness of my nipples beneath my thin bra.I didn't intend to be cruel with my words like I was, but I didn't want to paint him a picture of my vulnerability and indignation, wearing me out like an overcomed devil. The flush in my cheeks ignited not merely from anger but from an overwhelming sense of embarrassment that flooded over me, effectively overshadowing the physical ache I had been grappling with only moments prior.Tom, standing there, didn't respond immediately. Instead, he simply regarded me with his deep, dark eyes, his mouth relaxing into a slight, enigmatic curve, as if he were unfazed by the tension pulsing between us.It felt as though the roles had reversed; I was the one squirming, fidgeting beneath his steady gaze while he remained composed, seemin
HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER THE VISIT
Mia's POVThe door slammed shut behind me as I kicked off my shoes without bothering to see where they landed. One thudded against the wall, and the other likely ended up under something. My stomach emitted a loud, embarrassing growl, and I was thankful no one else was around to hear it.Ugh, I should have eaten before meeting him. I was so anxious about everything that I didn’t even consider food, and now I felt starving.I opened the fridge and just stood there, staring at its mostly empty contents. There was a half-eaten bell pepper that looked a little sad, some milk that I wasn't entirely sure about, three eggs, and maybe a couple of spoonfuls of pasta sauce left in a jar. Whatever, it would do.I tossed some pasta into a pot and didn’t even bother following the right steps, just poured the sauce straight from the jar because, honestly, who cares? I added a heap of cheese because that usually makes any dish taste decent.I devoured it while standing at the counter, scrolling thro
HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER THE ULTIMATUM
Mia's POVThe whole day was a war inside my head.Every time I tried to work, send an email, eat something, my mind went straight back to seven o’clock. Go. Don’t go. Go. Don’t go. Maggie’s voice kept cutting in (this is unhinged, Mia, promise me) and every time I almost texted Tom to cancel, my ultimate revenge plan didn't make me to.By four I was pacing my bedroom like a caged dog.I told myself — It was more like ‘lying to myself’ that I was only going for answers. Nothing else. Just information.But deep down I knew what I had intended, yet the idea of Chris using his father to finish me off was overwhelming.At six I gave up pretending and stepped into the shower. Hot water shaved everything smooth because my hands moved on autopilot.Out of the shower I stood dripping in front of my closet and reached without thinking, fingers closing on a little black dress.The one that hugs every curve and stops just high enough to make anyone lose their mind. I pulled it over my hea
HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER FATE AND BAD DECISIONS
Mia's POVWe stepped out into the cold and Tom steadied me when I wobbled on the curb.“I’ll drive. Where is your key?” he asked, already fishing for my keys. “You’re in no shape to drive.”“I’m fine,” I lied, but the sidewalk tilted.He didn’t argue, just unlocked and opened the passenger door of my car and waited — I gave in, rattled off my address, and climbed in.Five minutes later he killed the engine in front of my building. I tried the handle twice before he came around and pulled me out. My legs folded the second my feet hit the ground.“Jesus—” he muttered, and suddenly I was off the floor, his arms under my knees and back, carrying me like I weighed nothing.My face was against his neck, leather and whiskey and something warm that made my heart beat fast for all the wrong reasons.“Code,” he said at the door.“Four-seven-zero-nine,” I mumbled into his jacket.He punched it in, shouldered the door open, and carried me inside.The living room was dark except for the streetligh
HE RUINED ME AND I BECAME HIS STEPMOTHER CAN WILD THOUGHTS BE TAMED?
Mia's POVI stood there clutching the invitation as I stared at him like he'd just spoken another language.Chris just pulled his boxers on and sat on the edge of the bed with his phone in his hand already.“You’re being dramatic,” he said, as if I was the one who lost it. “We never said we were engaged, Mia. You know that. You’re the one who kept saying ‘no pressure.’ This is on you.”My mouth opened and nothing came out at first. All the nights I paid his rent when his scholarship fell short. All the times I skipped my own classes to drive him to practice. Every dollar I saved from my part-time job that went straight into his gas tank, his textbooks, his stupid protein powder. Every weekend I spent doing his laundry because he said he was too stressed. Every time I turned down dates, turned down trips, turned down anything that wasn’t him.I felt the anger rise so fast it burned my throat.“On me?” I repeated. “I gave you two years of my life. I gave you everything. I paid
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