I and My Step-Mother's Daughter

A magnificent mansion, elegantly adorned bedrooms, and a graceful Claire Davis gazing at her refined reflection in the mirror on the dressing table. Her features were delicate, and her eyes were as dark as black grapes, brimming with vitality.Claire silently observed her own reflection for a while before standing up. Dressed in a light blue sweetheart neckline gown, she descended the staircase slowly.Today was her mother's wedding, and she was the bridesmaid. As she turned the corner of the staircase platform, pacing back and forth, Claire collided with the groomsman—her new stepbrother and her stepfather's eldest son, Lysander."Hello, brother," she greeted softly. However, upon just one glance at Lysander's handsome face framed by the deep blue suit and his icy sharp gaze, Claire didn't dare linger on his indifferent expression.Lysander looked at Claire with indifference. Standing there so quietly and obediently, her young face made him feel that she was adorable. Her aura was so

The divine aura emanating from Lorneauxs was immensely powerful. Although Claire's consciousness was somewhat hazy, the ominous atmosphere around him prompted her to involuntarily withdraw a bit.Despite this, she felt extremely uncomfortable. The awareness of danger hadn't fully reached her brain, but her delicate body in need of soothing had already pressed against him. Restlessly squirming, she couldn't bear the heat, intensifying the friction."It's so hot, so hot," she whispered.Lorneauxs' body stiffened slightly, his arm supporting himself on the bed, veins bulging."Three seconds, if you don't back down, bear the consequences yourself," he declared, his tone carrying a stern warning.Staring at Claire's half-open and bewildered gaze, Lorneauxs' voice was low and seemed to carry some suppressed meaning.He is a man.A robust man.A man with all the traditional attributes of a man.No woman has ever dared to flirt with disaster, igniting sparks on him.Claire felt her entire bod

Claire couldn't comprehend Lennox's sudden actions. She had just had a barbecue dinner with her best friend Emma, and suddenly Lennox appeared and took her away. It was completely unreasonable!"Who is she?" Lennox asked coldly, completely ignoring Claire's anger.Claire pouted, forcing herself to meet Lennox's icy gaze. How could he disregard her rights and treat her like some kind of hostage?"You'll regret not telling me," Lennox leaned in towards Claire's upper body, emitting a dangerous aura.Claire felt a chill down her spine and instinctively stepped back from the car door. Lennox's overwhelming presence was too strong. Under his intimidating expression, Claire involuntarily said, "Emma, she's been my good friend since childhood."Lennox didn't stop approaching Claire. Even though she answered the question, he still trapped her between the car door and himself."Does Emma know you like Chrispin?" Lennox stared at Claire intently, his tone cold and mysterious, his intentions unc

Claire's struggle became more intense, while Lennox's kiss grew even more forceful, tightly enveloping her in his arms, forcefully restraining her.Lennox's kiss was not tender; it was more like an emotional outburst. He bit Claire's lips with a rough and wild intensity. The thought of her casually claiming not to need him to take responsibility ignited the anger within him like a volcanic eruption.This seemingly gentle girl dared to plan to discard him after using him! No woman had ever dared to ignore him in such a way, making decisions in place of him.The issue of responsibility was something he would decide entirely on his own.As he forcefully kissed her, Claire felt tears welling up, almost stinging her eyes. Her struggle became more desperate, and the pain deepened. Then, she became smarter, obediently leaning into Lennox, motionless, letting him forcefully take control.Observing Lennox's icy expression up close, Claire felt a chilling emptiness in her heart, both frightened

"I come at a cost," Lennox said coldly, using his long, icy fingers to lift Claire's chin. The smoothness of her skin under his fingertips added a deeper intensity to his gaze.Before Claire could comprehend, her mother's voice sounded again, this time much closer. "Claire, are you in there?"Upon hearing Margaret's voice outside the bathroom, Claire had no time to contemplate the meaning of Lennox's mentioned "cost." She quickly nodded in agreement, then released him and hurriedly walked out. "Mom, I'm here!"After striking some kind of deal with Lennox to secure his silence, Claire let him go and briskly went out to intercept her mother.Regardless, overcoming the immediate crisis was the most crucial thing at the moment."Why were you so quiet in the bathroom? I thought you had gone out again," Margaret reproached gently, but as she looked at Claire emerging from the bathroom, she smiled tenderly."I was just washing my face," Claire grinned and casually explained, reaching out to