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My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Saved?
MIGUEL“Who knew you didn’t just want to screw Salvatore, but also sabotage everything he built?” My fists were clenched so tightly that my nails bit into my palms. The air smelled like oil and rust. And betrayal. This little bitch.Karl was just a few feet away, calm as ever, leaning casually against a crate like this was just another night, just another conversation. His smirk curled lazily at the edges, infuriating me the more. “You’re losing it, Miguel,” he said smoothly, his eyes glinting in the dim light. “You’ve been gone too long and now you’re seeing things that aren’t there.”He left me standing there like I was losing my mind and started for the back of the building. This wasn’t over. I followed him, holding back the urge to push him to the floor and attack the back of his head with one of the debris around us.“Don’t bullshit me, Karl. I heard you at the bar. You were plotting with someone, talking about Salvatore and John. You think I’m gonna stand by and let you get th
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A glint of hope
SALVATOREThe guts of that boy. I should have hit him until he bled. The steering wheel creaked beneath my grip as I drove like a drunk, my knuckles aching from how tightly I held it. My jaw was clenched so hard I could feel it ticking. I barely even noticed the lights outside and the blur of lights and streetlamps. I was too deep in it. I was too far gone into that pit that had opened inside me a week ago.A whole fucking week.That was all it had taken to turn me completely mad. One week without Miguel, and I was wrecked. It was the kind of wreck that didn’t make noise. It just seethed under the skin, corroding everything it touched. Every minute since I let Miguel walk away had been a new kind of punishment. Some days I was furious at him, other days at myself. Mostly the latter. I had run out of excuses and distractions. I couldn’t even sleep in my bed anymore without seeing him in it, without the ghost of his voice mocking me for everything I’d thrown away.And this was the r
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A bloody confession
SALVATOREIf I wasn’t such a bitch, Miguel should have been across from me.The restaurant hummed with quiet conversation and the occasional clink of silverware against porcelain, but it all faded into a blur around me. It wasn’t helping that a couple was just ahead of me, laughing and holding hands. I stared at my plate like it could help me. The steak was already growing cold. The warm amber light from the chandelier overhead cast long shadows across the table, catching the sharp angles of my hands, clenched tighter than I realised.If only Miguel were here.I should’ve been teasing him for ordering something bland and watching the way his nose scrunched when the food wasn’t seasoned just right. Instead, I was alone, chewing on silence. Eating felt wrong. Breathing felt wrong. Sleeping, too. Since he left, it felt like trying to walk through a dream where nothing quite made sense.My phone buzzed on the table. I glanced at the screen quickly. It was a message from Karl.‘Come to
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession I never loved you
MIGUELI stepped out of the cab, the night air biting into my skin like tiny needles as I handed the driver a crumpled note. He gave me a half-nod before pulling away. The warehouse was just ahead of me. Maybe it was because I’d not been here for some time, but the building looked abandoned. That place had always been more than just concrete and steel. It held ghosts. Mine, mostly. I know that there was still a ghost of me in that building locked in Salvatore’s arms, passionately letting him love and fuck me. My heartbeat kicked up as I started forward. Each step was heavy, like walking into a trap of my own making. I could already hear John in my head, telling me to think, to wait, to not act on impulse. He wouldn’t even support this. But then again, Salvatore already found my location. I should’ve turned around, hailed another cab, gone home, locked my door and buried myself under a blanket of denial. But I didn’t. Some tether—a raw, invisible string tied to Salvatore—dragged m
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession What's he planning?
MIGUELI shoved open the door to the bar, the hinges groaning like even they were tired of the place. The scent hit me first: stale cigarettes, sour beer, and something sharp and metallic, like some old coins or blood. Probably blood, because that wasn’t very scarce in bars.Fuck Salvatore. Fuck this shit.The lighting in the bar was low, just as I wanted, casting everything in a jaundiced yellow, and the walls were stained from decades of smoke and spilt liquor. I needed it, though. I needed something ugly to match the chaos rolling through my chest.Salvatore’s voice was still fresh in my ears. The way he’d begged clung like syrup to the back of my mind. I couldn’t shake it off no matter how hard I tried. Every time I blinked, I saw him standing some steps away from me, his eyes shining like he was seconds from unravelling. And still, I couldn’t let myself break.I found a stool near the end of the bar and pressed into the shadows. The surface was sticky under my arms, but I didn’t
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession He found me
MIGUELThe day blurred past me. Work was fine, but my mind wasn’t. I’d zoned out countless times and gotten tapped back to consciousness by customers on multiple occasions.As soon as my shift was over and Lana came to take over, I packed my things and made a call to Paul.I walked home under the soft glow of the streetlamps. The cold nipped at my fingers as I pressed my phone to my ear. Paul’s voice spilt into my soul like a warm cup of tea, cutting through the eerie quiet that made my skin itch. This was the reason I called him. I needed to be distracted, and he was the only one who could do that right now. John had been busy for some time now because Salvatore wasn’t in the right state of mind to do anything. His words, not mine. Well, good.I kept glancing left, then right, then behind me. Every shadow felt like it had eyes. Salvatore’s face still haunted me. The way he had popped out of nowhere that evening… it was almost scary. He knew my neighbourhood. Now he would stop at n
My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A lead
SALVATOREI woke with a start, disoriented and heavy. There was a silent ringing in the back of my head. The world around me slowly came into focus. Miguel’s bed creaked beneath me as I shifted, my head pounding with that familiar, dull throb behind my eyes. The blinds let in just enough of the fading evening light to slice the room into gold and shadow. Everything smelled like him. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep here, not really. But sometime this morning, after pacing the warehouse until my legs gave out, I ended up in his room, curling into the spot where he used to sleep.I didn’t even pull the covers back. I just collapsed on top of everything, chasing the memory of him. His scent clung to the comforter, to the pillows, and I let it wrap around me like a story I didn’t want to forget.Sitting up took more effort than it should have. My throat was dry, my limbs sore like I’d spent the night fighting something in my dreams. Maybe I had. I swung my legs over the side of the bed an
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
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