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I Don't Want My Ex-wife Back

作者: Writertess
last update 最終更新日: 2026-03-01 10:08:55

Knox

I sit behind my desk in the morning, and I am looking at Mr. Carter on the opposite side of the desk from me.

Light from the sun, beams through the open blinds to the tile floor.

I always feel like my office is a fortress, but now it seems like I’m trapped in a cage. I lean forward on the shiny mahogany with my elbows and make an effort to keep my voice down.

“Mr. Carter, just listen to me,” I say. "I can replace the twenty-five million that Monica put in. Immediately. If possible, by wi
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  • My Step Father, My Desire    Anonymous Eyes On Us

    KnoxMy hands are shaking as I hold my phone, my eyes glued to the screen, dread creeping in with each passing second. The photos are right there in front of me, clear and undeniable. They capture the exact moment I led Emma into the hotel room at the product launch. Another message flashes through my mind, the one I received earlier, right after leaving the party to head home. That one had a different photo, Emma and I standing close together on the balcony. The thought of it hits me like a punch in the gut. Could the same person be behind both? The idea settles in my stomach like a block of ice.“Knox, is something wrong?” Emma’s voice is soft, cautious.I glance over at her. She’s sitting up in bed now, pulling the sheet up to her chest, covering herself. It’s a small gesture, but it feels protective, like she’s trying to shield herself from whatever’s coming next. The dim light makes her look almost fragile.I let out a long breath, heavier than I mean it to be, then walk back

  • My Step Father, My Desire    Fucked Hard On His Bed

    EmmaThe sheets still carry the warmth of our bodies from last night. I crack my eyes open.Morning light filters softly through the half-open curtains. I can tell he’s already awake, his breathing is different now, and I can hear the soft tap of his laptop keys, which stops as soon as I stir.I see him sitting up against the headboard, his laptop balanced on his thighs. His brow is furrowed so deeply that I almost reach out to smooth it with my thumb. The blue glow from the screen washes over his sharp features.“Knox,” I murmur, my voice still thick with sleep.His eyes snap to mine immediately. The frown disappears, replaced by a smile that’s almost perfect.I slowly push myself up, drawing the sheet to my chest more out of habit than modesty. The cotton brushes against my sensitive skin, still tender from his teeth. I slide closer until my thigh is pressed against his, then rest my hand flat over his chest. His heart is beating too fast, for someone who’s trying to act like every

  • My Step Father, My Desire    The Missing Funds

    KnoxI pull her close, wrapping my arms around her and feeling the tension in her body as she lets out a sharp, terrified scream. Without thinking, I cover her mouth, spinning her around so she’s facing me. The water splashes around us, and her eyes widen when she sees it’s me.She smacks my shoulder a few times, and I let go of her mouth, laughing from deep in my chest. The sound bounces off the still water, filling the space between us.“You scared me!” she says, her face scrunched up in a frown that only makes her look even more adorable under the dim outdoor lights.I stop laughing as I swim closer to her, feeling the cool water move around us, calming my body and mind.“How long have you been in here?” she asks, catching her breath, her hand pressing against her chest like she’s trying to steady her heartbeat.I wipe the water from my face and grin at her, teasing. “Long enough to scare you properly.”She crosses her arms over her chest, pouting in mock annoyance. “You almost ga

  • My Step Father, My Desire    The Clash Between Knox And Mom

    EmmaWe quickly pull away from each other. I scramble to my feet, my shirt slipping down over my head, my hands shaking as I try to smooth it out. My pulse races in my ears. Knox struggles with his zipper. Without another word, he hurries out, not once glancing back.I stand there, my chest tight, just breathing. My heart hammers in my chest as I try to catch my breath, the air feeling too thick, too suffocating.The kitchen is a mess. Shards of glass catch the light above, and silverware is scattered across the floor, evidence of what just happened. The faint, lingering scent of everything that just transpired hangs in the air. I grab the broom and dustpan, trying to focus, cleaning up the broken pieces quickly, mechanically. My mind races with panic. How much longer can I keep pretending? How many more times can I maintain the illusion that everything between Knox and me is just what it seems on the surface, a normal relationship.But it's a lie.What if she returns home one day

  • My Step Father, My Desire    Her Mouth Milking My Madness

    KnoxI stand in the kitchen doorway with my arms crossed tight against my chest. I am waiting for Emma to say something that will make this nightmare stop. My stomach feels sick with fury at the time. She spent the night with Ethan. The thought alone makes my throat feel tight. What else happened while she was gone? What did they do in those hours when I sat here imagining the worst? I had to call my receptionist from the party because Emma would not answer her phone. My ears still ring from it. My blood feels hot and thick pounding behind my eyes.I force the question out before I lose my nerve. "I am still waiting, Emma. Is it true you left with Ethan last night?" I ask her.She sits at the table with her shoulders hunched. Her hands fall into her lap like they have no strength left. She cannot even look at me. That silence hurts more than anything.Finally she speaks. "Yes.. It is not what you think, Knox.”My chest burns as if someone poured acid inside it. I stalk forward unti

  • My Step Father, My Desire    Hiding The Truth

    Emma “Let go of me, Knox,” I shout, my voice coming out sharper than I intended, but panic is rising in my chest, and I can’t hold it back any longer.My heart is thundering so loudly I can feel it in my ears, in my fingertips, everywhere. Every beat feels like a warning, like something’s about to shatter if I don’t get away, fast. If he digs deeper, starts asking the real questions, the ones I don’t have answers to, it will break him.“Emma, stay away from Ethan,” he growls, his jaw tight enough that I can see the muscles jump. His fingers are still wrapped around my arm, not hurting exactly, but keeping me in place like he knows I’d run if he let go.“Ethan’s just a friend,” I lie, the words slipping out too easily. The moment they leave my mouth, I taste the lie, it’s bitter, and I hate it.Because Ethan isn’t just a friend anymore. Not after last night. The memory hits me like a cold wave, waking up in his bed, the sheets tangled around my bare legs, his soft breathing beside me

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