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My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession He's mine
SALVATOREI blinked, staring at him, unsure if I was supposed to laugh or feel like I was punched in the gut. Was he being sarcastic? Was that what he really thought this was about? Did he really think that I was just after his body, that this was just a quick fuck in exchange for a cheque? The realization crashed into me like cold water. I’d been so caught up in the heat and want of him that I hadn’t stopped to consider how it might have looked to him. I sat up slowly, the sheets slipping down to my waist, exposing the parts of me I didn’t mind him seeing. But now, it wasn’t about that.“Miguel.” My voice was low, rough with the weight of everything I hadn’t said right. “This isn’t just about that. I’m not here for some deal.”He sat up too, his arms crossing over his chest like armour. His eyes were narrowed in confusion.“It did not look that way from the start,” he said, sharply. “You swoop in, clear debts, throw money around like it’s nothing. What else am I supposed to think,
Last Updated : 2025-04-09My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession It's dangerous
MIGUELI knocked softly, my knuckles brushing the wood like a whisper as my heart thudded hard in my chest. The silence on the other side was suffocating. I’d made lots of mistakes in less than a week, and I needed to start fixing them.Was this thing with Salvatore a mistake? I couldn’t tell, but for now, I would see where this led. I knocked again, gentler this time, almost like I was hoping he wouldn’t answer. My stomach twisted itself into a knot. Maybe he wasn’t home. Maybe I would get lucky.If he didn’t answer, I would take it as a sign that the universe didn’t want me to make this apology.I was already thinking of leaving when the door creaked open.Paul stood there, blinking in surprise at me. A towel hung low around his waist, and drops of water clung to his chest.Oh.“Sorry, I was in the bathroom.”He moved aside and I stepped inside. The air was warm and thick with the clean scent of soap. I kept my eyes trained on his face, forcing myself not to notice anything else.
Last Updated : 2025-04-10My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A taste...
MIGUELEmily’s reaction made me happy. I couldn’t get over that look of surprise on her face when she realized that I was not stranded.I slept off with that happiness.I was asleep with the sheets tangled around my legs, the air in the room cool against my skin. It was the kind of quiet that settled deep into my bones and filled the space. Maybe my life was finally starting to take form.A soft creak at the door pulled me from sleep. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting slowly to the dim light leaking through the window.Salvatore stood in the doorway.His silhouette was familiar: broad shoulders and messy hair that he effortlessly carried like armour. There was a softness to his face, even in the dark, but his eyes were sharp, watching me. He stepped inside and gently closed the door behind him.Then he crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight as he pulled me slightly toward him. His hand found the bare skin of my back, sliding up to my neck
Last Updated : 2025-04-11My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession He will ruin you
MIGUELI threw the covers off my body, the cool morning air rushing in to meet my skin, sending a ripple of anticipation straight through me. The memory of Salvatore’s voice, his promise of breakfast, and the day ahead lingered in my chest like heat from a slow-burning fire.I smiled to myself as I stretched. My life was starting to take form, and I couldn’t wait to see what would happen when I finally left this godforsaken house.I was so close to my goal, so fucking close. A life away from Emily, college, and with someone I loved.I shook my head vigorously, pushing back the name that popped in. Salvatore? Did I love him? I was with him for these benefits, but… did I love him?I was about to jump into the shower, still shaking off the last traces of sleep, when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I glanced over, and it was his name lighting up the screen.I grabbed it without hesitation, my voice thick with sleep as I answered. “Hey.”“Are you ready?” Salvatore asked, his tone soft
Last Updated : 2025-04-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Insecure
SALVATOREI drove to Miguel’s place with my hands tight on the wheel. The morning sun glinted off the hood of my car, bathing my view in a dream-like hue that I didn’t want to stop seeing. The streets were quiet, but my head was already spinning, with every thought pinned to him. We had plans this morning. Breakfast together, a slow drive around the city, and maybe more if he felt like it. I could already picture the way his smile would light up when he saw me.My phone buzzed from the cupholder.I glanced down. John’s name flashed across the screen.I hit the speaker button. “What’s up?”John’s voice came through low and careful. It was the kind of tone he used when he knew I might lose it.“Paul has been seen around Miguel’s place,” he said. There was a pause like he was weighing the words before he dropped them. “He left a few minutes ago after stirring up trouble. He was talking to Miguel about you.”That bastard! My grip on the wheel tightened. I felt my jaw lock, heat crawli
Last Updated : 2025-04-14My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession I didn't know you could use a gun
MIGUELThe evening air felt strangely unreal as we drove. It was like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from. The roads were almost empty, the sky a deep orange melting into dusk.We had toured the city after leaving the restaurant, and I was shocked to see places I hadn’t dreamed of seeing before now. Salvatore knew all the secrets of the city, and it wasn’t really surprising—considering the nature of his job.Salvatore and I were still talking about our dinner and that quiet little restaurant with its soft lighting and warm atmosphere. Everything had tasted better simply because we were together.“That steak was perfect.” A smile tugged at my lips as I glanced over at him. The fading light cast shadows across his face, outlining the sharp cut of his jaw. “I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that good before. You picked a great spot.”He grinned with his hand resting gently on my thigh. He gave it a light squeeze.“Glad you liked it,” he said, his voice warm and low, his eyes flicking to me
Last Updated : 2025-04-15My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession I will never let any harm come to you
MIGUELI was probably losing my mind or about to.My hands were still trembling, not from fear exactly, but from the weight of the gun I had just used. My chest felt tight with adrenaline, but there was a strange swell of pride tangled in the chaos that I couldn’t ignore. Salvatore’s eyes were on me, lit with an unfiltered, raw pride that made my stomach turn over. His smirk was wide, almost boyish, but there was something deeper behind it, something that made me feel like I had just passed some unspoken test. All around us were bodies on the floor. We had taken them down together, and it felt like more than survival. It felt like I had proven something, not just to him, but to myself.I had fired without hesitation. My aim had been steady. The fear I thought would cripple me had been shoved deep into some quiet corner of my mind and Salvatore saw everything. The way he looked at me now made me feel powerful, almost untouchable like I was more than the version of myself I had carri
Last Updated : 2025-04-15My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Caught
SALVATOREUmm… that wasn’t a good look.I scratched the back of my head, matching John’s nervous energy without even thinking. Miguel’s gaze was piercing as he searched our faces for answers we hadn’t yet spoken aloud. He looked between me and John, his brow furrowing deeper with each pass.“What’s going on?” He crossed his arms. His eyes flicked from me to John again, and then back to me, waiting.I forced a light laugh, but it was hollow. The sound barely passed my lips before guilt tangled in my throat. I said nothing.Miguel’s eyes narrowed. He tilted his head slowly, staring at John with renewed focus.“Wait,” he said, his voice rising just enough to carry weight. He lifted a finger and pointed at John. “I know you. You used to come into the bar when I worked there. Always sitting in the back, watching. Then at the diner, after I quit the bar… you were there too. Weren’t you?”His eyes suddenly snapped to mine.“You’ve been keeping tabs on me,” he said. “All this time? You had h
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My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Confused
I stood at the kitchen counter, chopping everything I’d set out for tonight. The onions stung my eyes as I diced them, but I didn’t mind. I focused on the motions: slice, slide, dice, repeat. Anything to keep my hands moving and my mind from circling back to that streetlamp, and to Salvatore’s face.The pan on the stove hissed to life as the oil met the heat. The scent of garlic hit next, followed by a splash of soy sauce that filled the kitchen with warmth. I moved on autopilot, throwing in whatever vegetables I’d grabbed without checking. Cooking wasn’t really about eating tonight; it was about distraction. If I could just keep stirring and slicing, maybe I wouldn’t feel that twisting in my gut every time I replayed the way he’d looked at me, like he didn’t care who saw, like I still belonged to him.A knock shattered the quiet. For a beat, I froze, my fingers getting tight around the blade. My heart thudded a little too hard. I wiped my hands on a dish towel and forced myself to
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Scared
MIGUELI ran faster than my legs allowed. My sneakers slapped against the pavement, the sting of the cold air biting at my lungs with every breath. How the hell did he find me?!Shadows from alleyways clawed at my back like fingers trying to drag me down, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Behind me, Salvatore’s voice echoed like thunder.“Miguel! Please come back!”I didn’t turn around.That voice had power. It was the kind of power that made me want to hesitate, to believe he meant every word, but I knew better. He was a high tide, and if I turned back, I’d drown in him all over again like I did the first time.I rounded the corner and saw the store’s sign glowing red against the night. I had run so far that I was back at my workplace.My interaction with Salvatore wasn’t even up to ten minutes, and my life was already turning sour.I burst through the doors, the bell above jingling loudly like it knew what kind of storm had just walked in.The warmth of the place wrapped around me l
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Don't follow me
SALVATOREI slumped behind my desk, my fingertips idly tracing the rim of a cold, half-empty coffee mug. The room felt tighter today, more suffocating. Every second Miguel remained missing added more weight to my chest, like a clamp pressing in from all sides.The door creaked open. I didn’t even bother to lift my head.It was John. He stood at the door for a moment before stepping in and closing it behind himself.I still didn’t raise my head. But he still wasn’t saying anything. “What the fuck is it, John?”He cleared his throat. “Boss…”“I can hear you.”“I knew you must have forgotten about the meeting for today. So I thought to remind you.”Oh, shit. I’d totally forgotten. Since that successful deal on the boat, I’d gotten countless calls from my partners. Everybody was excited about what this new phase would bring us. I was excited too, but I was too weak right now to sit at a round table and discuss financial and risk matters.“Will you be going?”"Of course, I won't." I exhal
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession He's bad news
JOHNKarl leaned in close to Salvatore, their heads nearly touching as they hovered over a clipboard. I watched from across the warehouse floor, pretending to busy myself with a half-open crate. Karl’s laugh was soft, almost charming, but too well-timed, like a man who practised in the mirror before work. I’d been watching him for weeks, and it was always the same. He was too eager, too clean, and too damn smooth.Why hadn’t I seen this earlier?He said something that made Salvatore shake his head and sigh, then clapped him on the shoulder. Then Karl walked away and slipped out the back door like smoke curling under a crack. I set the clipboard down and followed him.The air outside bit through my jacket. The alley behind the warehouse smelled like stale beer and motor oil, and the ground was littered with crushed cartons and broken pallets. Karl stood by the dumpster with his back to me, his phone pressed to his ear. His voice was a low thread as he spoke quickly into the receiver
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Lucky
MIGUELAnother day of healing, learning to smile warmly at customers, and enjoying the peace of my surroundings. When I clocked out, John was there again, waiting under that flickering lamp outside the store. His car was in the lot, the headlights cutting across the cracked pavement.He seemed to have mastered my schedule even better than me. He had a way of showing up right on time, already knowing that I had nothing to keep me back when I closed.He leaned against the hood with his arms folded, a soft grin tugging at his face when he saw me coming.“You are going to spoil me,” I said, jogging up with a tired smile. “Keep this up and I’ll start expecting dinner too.”He opened the passenger door, dipping his head in a mock bow. “Maybe I’m just making sure you don’t starve.”I climbed in and let the door thunk shut behind me. I could get used to this. The familiar scent of old leather and lingering coffee greeted me. No Salvatore scent. Good.John settled behind the wheel, and we pu
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Mad with worry
SALVATOREI slammed the front door so hard it nearly cracked in the frame. The echo thundered through the house like a gunshot. “Emily!” I roared. My shoes pounded the hardwood floor as I barreled into the living room. The scent of lavender candles choked the air. It clung to everything like a lie pretending to be peace. Miguel was gone. Not for hours. Not even a day. But for Days. Three fucking days now without a fucking word! And it was driving me out of my goddamn mind.Emily appeared at the top of the stairs, her silk robe clinging to her as she hurried down, her eyes wide and frightened. “Salvatore, what happened?” she gasped. “What’s wrong?”Her voice grated on me. She was too calm. How the fuck didn’t she even have an idea. She reached for me like her touch might soothe the chaos inside me, but I jerked away, smacking her hands off me.“You haven’t seen Miguel in days and you didn’t think to say anything?”Her face fell, confusion flickering across her features. “I thought h
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A good start
MIGUEL“Your total is one hundred and twenty-three, and some cents,” I said, flashing a warm smile at the customer, an older woman with a cart brimming with canned goods and fresh produce. Her glasses slipped down her nose as she fumbled with a wad of crumpled bills, and I punched the numbers into the register. The air carried the comforting scent of warm bread from the bakery aisle, mingling with the sharp tang of citrus from a nearby display. I handed her the change, and she thanked me with a nod before wheeling her cart away.The next customer in line was a teenager with headphones dangling around his neck and a six-pack of soda in his arms. I rang him up, made a joke about the caffeine rush, and he gave a small laugh before heading out. Each interaction was a brief and pleasant flicker. Out here, in this sleepy corner of the world, everything was a little slower, a little softer.This place—this small, unassuming store tucked on the edge of town—had become something I hadn’t r
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A resolve
SALVATORE I paced the office with the phone pressed to my ear, my voice sharp as I barked into it. “John, get to my office. Now.” I hung up before he could reply, raking a hand through my hair as frustration crackled under my skin. The air felt thick, too quiet, too still, like it was waiting for the next blow.John stepped in a few minutes later, his eyes flicking over me. “What’s going on?”“I fucked up,” I said. “Miguel has refused to pick up my calls. I don’t even know if he will see me at this point.”John’s jaw ticked. “What do you need?”“I need you to go to Paul’s. Miguel’s probably with him.” I stepped closer. “Tell Miguel that I’m sorry. I’m coming to make it right. Get some flowers, I don’t know, maybe roses, lilies, or something that says, ‘I’m a jackass, but I love you.’ Got it?”John hesitated. “You think that’s gonna do anything? Flowers?”“I don’t care if it doesn’t. Just do it.” I pointed toward the door. “Now.”He gave a short nod and left, and I sank into my chair
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A new start?
MIGUELPaul helped me load my duffel bag into the trunk of his car without saying much. There wasn’t much to say anyway. The early afternoon sun warmed the pavement, and the quiet between us was comfortable. He glanced at me once before sliding into the driver’s seat, waiting until I was buckled before starting the engine.He started driving, but the hesitation was obvious in him.“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked again for what seemed like the nth time.I nodded and watched the buildings blur past. “Yeah. I need a reset.”Paul kept one hand on the wheel, the other tapping lightly against his thigh. “John seems decent. I still don’t know him, though.”“He’s credible,” I said. “He’s not like Salvatore. He listens.”Paul snorted. “That alone puts him ahead.”We fell into silence again. The roads stretched out, the houses thinning as we left the city behind. By the time we reached the outskirts of town, we were surrounded by open fields and the occasional worn-down shop or
