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My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A fucking leech
SALVATOREI sat on the couch with Emily sprawled beside me, her laughter grating on my nerves. The room smelled of her cheap perfume clinging to everything like damp rot. Irritation rolled through me like a slow wave I couldn’t shake. She shifted closer and threw herself onto my lap. Her arms looped around my neck, pulling me in. “Fuck me, Salvatore,” she slurred, her breath hot with gin, her lips brushing my jaw. “I want you now.”I stiffened and caught her shoulders before her lips met my neck. She pressed harder, her fingers tugging at my shirt, but I stopped her cold. “No, Emily. We are not fucking.” My voice came out firmer than I wanted, and I could only hope she didn’t read the irritation in my voice. I eased her back, stylish as I could, and stood up. “But I can tease you with my fingers if you want.”Her eyes lit up, intrigued, and she leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs. “Oh, I like that. Go on then.” I smirked and stepped away, adjusting my jacket with a cough
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession An insistent itch
MIGUELI woke up slowly, my eyes cracking open to the grey light seeping through the window. My body felt heavy, pinned to the mattress by a night of half-sleep. Salvatore’s face had haunted my sleep, his husky tone plaguing every part of my mind. His crazy utterances played on repeat, sinking deeper each time.I stared at the ceiling. The cracks had gotten worse over the years and now spread across every inch of the plastering like veins. I was off work today, but somehow I wanted to jump there and slave myself until evening. But there was also this inner need to lie down in my bed and rot until the following morning.My chest tightened. The diner was supposed to be my out, my clean slate. One shift and that bastard had found me. I rolled onto my side, the sheets rough against my skin. Emily wasn’t home because there were no shrieks or slamming doors. Just quiet. And for once, I could think.I stayed there, sprawled out, my arm dangling off the edge. The bar was gone, but Salvatore
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession I will pay off your debts
SALVATOREI shouldn’t be here. Hell, I should have rejected the invitation to grace this damn meeting with my presence. But this was about money, and I didn’t joke with my cash. Especially when it seemed people were already trying to sabotage my business.The evening sun bled red through the warehouse blinds, slicing the room with sharp, uneven light. I sat at the head of the table, my chair creaking as I shifted uncomfortably. They kept talking about more and more shipments, but nobody was saluting anything beneficial to the missing ones from weeks back, and even months before that.My suit was crisp as usual, the fabric cool against my skin despite the thick, sticky heat. I should have just told John to represent me here.Six men sat around me, my partners. Their faces were carved with hard lines and stubble. Cigarette smoke drifted up, thick and grey, curling around their heads like a haze. We were neck-deep in plans for the next shipment of guns and cash. It was a haul worth mill
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession An offer too sweet to refuse
MIGUEL“I can help you pay off every cent you owe her, and get you out of this cage she’s locked you in.” Salvatore leaned in, his breath fanning my face as his words made my heart pound.My feet were glued to the wood and his hand was tight on my arm. The blood on his shirt was like a red flag glaring at me, warning me to stay far away from anything that had to do with this man. I tried to look the other way to gain back some resistance but his amber eyes pinned me deeply, pulling me in hard into his orbit. My heart pounded harder against my chest, the shock locking my knees in place. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing my jaw, his breath fanning every inch of my face.“So beautiful…”He traced my jaw. His fingers were slightly rough against my skin, sending a jolt straight through me. I hated it. I hated the heat spiking up my neck and the shiver rippling down my spine. I hated the way my breath hitched. I needed to push him off, to grab my knife and get away. But I stayed sti
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession Jealous
SALVATOREI knelt by the couch with my hands resting on Emily’s feet. She slept hard, really hard, snoring like a man working in the mines. You’d think she had a strenuous job that kept her up all day and night. Well, selling pussy was strenuous, I’d give her that. I heard footsteps and looked up just as Miguel bounded down the stairs, his coat slung over his shoulder. He darted out the front door, banging it shut behind him. I didn’t chase him. I just watched him go before turning my attention back to Emily. Her mouth hung open as her chest rose and fell. The urge to strangle her hit me fast, and my fingers twitched as I watched her twitch in her sleep. She’d trapped him, bled him dry, and I hated her for it. With her gone, it will be easier for Miguel. I hated to even think about it but Miguel had nothing close to a family without her, but he was going to be okay with me. I stood up, resisting the urge to make her stop breathing and cook a story for those who cared to listen. No
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-12My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession It's none of your business
MIGUELI sat at the library computer, my elbows on the scratched table. The screen flickered and cast a dim light across my hands. I typed "Salvatore" into the search bar and hit enter. A mess of results popped up but none of them were right. Some mechanic in Ohio, a chef with a blog, but nothing close to the guy I needed. I frowned. My fingers hovered over the keys, then I added the city name and tried again.The page reloaded, and a few articles caught my eye. I clicked one and skimmed the text fast. Salvatore Erik Blackwood… business mogul, owned companies—real estate, shipping, and some vague consulting gigs. There were no details, no dirt. It was just a name tied to money. I opened another tab and checked a different site. I found the same dry story. No pictures, no scandals, no hint of who he really was. My stomach tightened and unease crept in. I leaned back, the chair creaking loudly in the quiet room. “He’s too clean,” I muttered to myself, rubbing my jaw. A guy like that
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-18My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession A thief
MIGUEL“I fucking kept it here!” I jerked awake to Emily’s voice tearing through the house. This couldn’t be happening right now.My eyes cracked open. The room was still dim and the clock blinked at 7:42. It was too early for her shit, and too early for me to be up.Over the years, I’d learned to enjoy the chaos at night, hiding when necessary, and running to work even when I didn’t have a shift. The mornings were always quieter because Emily would be too drunk to get out of bed. But lately, the mornings were no longer peaceful.She was downstairs, shouting curses that bounced off the walls. I groaned and rolled out of bed then pulled on a shirt. My head throbbed, my body heavy from the late shift, but I trudged to the door anyway. Her yelling didn’t stop. Instead, as I got out of the room, it got worse. It was like a storm I couldn’t dodge.I stepped into the hall, rubbed my face, and started down the stairs. After a long night of doing dishes and preparing the materials needed fo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-19My Stepfather's Deadly Obsession He's bad news
MIGUEL“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I slammed the door shut and leaned against it, breathing hard. My chest heaved, my pulse raced, and I pressed my palms to my eyes. I was hard—rock hard—and it hit me like a punch. Salvatore’s leather and smoke scent still clung to me and my body had betrayed me. I cursed again and fisted my hair. What the fuck just happened? Shit! “What the hell’s wrong with me?”I stumbled to the bed and ran my hands through my hair. “I’m losing it,” I muttered in a shaky voice. “I’m going fucking crazy.” Disgust rolled through me. Salvatore—his hands, his voice, and that serious stare—shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t feel this. I stood and started to pace in tight circles. “Get it together, Miguel,” I said under my breath, but my skin still burned where he’d grabbed me. Why did he have to go around touching me anyway? Why?The bathroom door creaked as I shoved it open. I turned the tap and splashed the cold water on my face. It stung as it dripped down my neck, but it d
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-19
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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
