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Caught by Her Grandma
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2026-08-10 22:37:11
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My Stepsister, My Revenge Did She Hear Everything?
“Why are you getting so nervous? Did I guess right?” Alessia asked with a teasing smile.Monica quickly shook her head. “No, no, not him. It’s another man you don’t know.”“Enough, you little liar,” her grandmother said with a faint smile. “I’m sure it’s Marcello.”“How did you know?”“I saw the two of you at your birthday party, standing by the bar. I didn’t miss the way you were looking at him.”Monica stared at her for a moment before asking hesitantly, “How was I looking at him?”A warm smile spread across Alessia’s face as old memories came rushing back. “Just like I used to look at your grandfather. There’s something unmistakable about the way someone looks at the person they love. It has a certain sparkle that’s impossible to miss.” “Did you love Grandpa very much?”“Yes, I loved him very much. He was such a warm and loving man,” she replied, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. She fell silent for a moment before continuing, “But that’s not what we’re talking about right now. Don
My Stepsister, My Revenge Caught by Her Grandma
Monica lay on her bed, staring blankly into space, with no desire to get up or do anything. She wanted nothing more than to stay there all day, perfectly still while tears quietly streamed from the corners of her eyes along either side of her face.How could she possibly go on with her life as though nothing had happened? How was she supposed to face everyone and pretend everything was normal after betraying her fiancé the night before?A soft knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She turned her head toward it. “Who is it?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she quickly wiped away her tears.“It’s your grandma, darling.” Alessia’s voice came from the other side of the door. She slowly opened it and stepped inside.The moment her eyes fell on Monica, her expression changed. She hurried to the bed and sat beside her, studying her tear-streaked face.“Oh, my goodness. What happened, darling? Why are your eyes so red and swollen? Have you been crying?” Alessia asked,
My Stepsister, My Revenge Forbidden Feelings
As his lips touched hers, a powerful shiver passed through her body, melting away the last lingering traces of her hesitation. Instinctively, her hands reached out to grip his shirt, and that sign was enough for him to know she didn't want him to stop, so he finally took her lips between his and kissed her. The kiss began with a light, exploratory touch, softly tasting the curve of her upper lip with extreme delicacy. He took his time, wanting to relish every touch and every moment with her, fully aware that he might never get another chance to kiss her again. Cupping her face in his hands, he tilted his head, pulling her into a deeper kiss. He parted from her upper lip and took the lower one gently between his, drawing it in with a slow, lingering pull. She closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the feeling, as if the world around them had simply faded away. There was only the feel of his lips against hers and her soft, muffled moans, each one stoking his desire further until
My Stepsister, My Revenge The First Touch
“I mean...” He stumbled over his words, his gaze dropping to her foot. “I mean, it’s obvious your foot still hurts, so I don’t mind carrying you to your bedroom.”“To my bedroom?” she repeated, lifting her brows in disbelief.He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “I don't mean anything by it. I just want to help you.”“Thanks, Marcello. My foot is fine now. It only hurts a little, and I can manage.”“As you wish.” He gave a small shrug, then fell silent for a moment before his gaze drifted toward her heeled mules. “How on earth do you women walk around in heels that high? What makes you put yourselves through this?” he asked, clearly baffled.She let out a soft laugh. “They make us look better, just like accessories.”“And what matters more, beauty or safety?” he asked seriously. “You saw what happened yourself. You could have seriously hurt yourself.”“Hmm, you’re right, but I’m used to them. I don’t think I could give them up.”“But at least take them off when you’re at home.”
My Stepsister, My Revenge Beneath the Warmth of His Touch
1:00 a.m. Monica had been tossing and turning in bed for over an hour, unable to fall asleep. She didn't know what was wrong with her lately. It was as though sleep had abandoned her. She had returned to the mansion at around eight that evening after spending the entire day with Sam. The moment she stepped through the front door, her mother launched into a lecture, sternly warning her never to stay out overnight again, even if she was with Sam. She had started to feel as though her mother no longer trusted anyone to protect her except Marcello. Him alone. The irony of it all wasn't lost on her. Silvia had never been the type to place her trust in anyone outside their small family. So what made Marcello different? It wasn't just ironic. It genuinely puzzled her. Even so, she couldn't deny how safe she felt with him too. It was a different kind of safety, one she couldn't quite explain. Perhaps there was a perfectly reasonable explanation. He was her personal bodyguard. F
My Stepsister, My Revenge The Promise
“I’ve been calling you over and over since yesterday, Adriano. Why the hell haven’t you answered?” Lorenzo demanded, clearly irritated.“Because I already know what you’re going to say.”“Do you have any idea what could’ve happened if someone at the police station had recognized you? You’re one of Italy’s best anti-Mafia investigators. You’re well-known across the entire police force for taking down some of the country’s most dangerous Mafia networks, and you know damn well what the consequences are for using a false identity.”“Are you done?” he asked, closing his eyes as he rubbed his temples.“Are you making fun of me?”“No, I’m not. But you’ve given me this same lecture a million times. I practically know it by heart.”“I just wish you’d actually listen to me for once.” Lorenzo fell silent for a moment before his voice softened. “I’m worried about you, brother. Simone kept asking me how I knew you. I told him you were a friend of mine, but I could tell he wasn’t buying it. I worke
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