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Chapter 163
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2026-11-04 02:26:38
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Elena’s POV"Why all this talk? Go straight to what she wants to hear," Jake interrupted.His abrasive voice sliced through the heavy, suffocating silence of the rotting safehouse living room, snapping the fragile thread of the memory my mother had been unspooling. The sudden intrusion felt like a physical slap, breaking the rhythm of a confession twenty-six years in the making.I didn't hesitate, turning my sharp, furious gaze away from Vanessa and locking onto the man who claimed to be my father. A deep, burning resentment flared in my chest; he had spent decades hiding in the shadows, orchestrating our nightmares from afar, and now he had the audacity to rush the very truth I was finally bleeding to hear."Don't interrupt her, please," I snapped back, my voice trembling with a volatile mix of exhaustion and raw anger. "Moreover, I don't know you, so let my mom speak."The words hit Jake like a physical blow. His jaw tightened instantly, the dark eyes narrowing as the sting of my re
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 163
Elena’s POV"What?" I shouted.The single word tore past my lips, raw, jagged, and explosive, vibrating off the peeling wooden paneling of the rotting safehouse walls. The television speakers continued to drone on in the background, but the massive figure—ten million dollars—hung in the charged air like a physical weight, crushing the remaining fragments of sanity I had left.My gaze snapped away from the glowing blue screen, locking directly onto my mother."What?" I shouted again, my voice cracking under the sheer strain of disbelief, betrayal, and absolute terror. "Ten million dollars? The Vanguard family is offering a bounty for me? Why are they looking for me? What do they have to do with any of this?!"The questions tumbled out in a frantic, desperate rush, each one heavier than the last. I looked at my mom, searching her ruined, exhausted face for a single thread of truth amidst the endless tapestry of lies she had spent my entire life weaving."Mom, can you explain all these t
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 162
Elena's POVThe suffocating tension inside the rotting living room had reached a boiling point, the air thick with the residue of decades-old betrayals, fabricated identities, and parental manipulation. But beneath the heavy layers of corporate conspiracy and family warfare, a much uglier, more visceral question was burning a hole straight through my chest.My mind was spinning, unable to reconcile the endless parade of men claiming a stake in my bloodline, my future, and my trauma. Gabriel had thrown DNA tests at me in a hospital hallway. Arthur King had wielded a forced engagement like a whip. And now Jake sat across from me, casually confessing that he had orchestrated my nightmare from the shadows.Every one of them wanted a piece of me. Not one of them had ever asked who I was.My fingers dug into the edge of the cushion beneath me until the fabric bit into my skin. The room smelled of damp wood and old dust, and somewhere behind the walls a pipe groaned, as if the house itself w
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 161
Elena’s POVThe harsh, fluorescent glare of the old television screen washed the dimly lit living room in an eerie, pulsing blue light, freezing us all in place as Marcus’s face stared back from the national broadcast. The anchors were still talking, spitting out fabricated headlines about corporate extortion and human collateral, but their words dissolved into a muffled hum against the rushing roar of blood in my ears.Marcus—arrested. Dragged through the mud, publicly humiliated, and crucified for a crime he never committed—all because of the cascading fallout of my mother's deception and my sudden, violent abduction."What have you done, Elena?" Jake asked.His voice cut sharply through the heavy silence of the room, pulling my gaze away from the flickering screen and back toward the man who had just claimed to be my father. There was no warmth in his tone now, no paternal gentleness or sorrow. Just a cold, calculating edge that matched the very woman sitting rigidly across from hi
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 160
Elena’s POVThe name dropped into the suffocating silence of the rotting safehouse like a lead weight, tearing open the raw, exposed nerves of a reality I had spent my entire life trying to piece together.I wanted to burst into laughter.It was a hysterical, jagged impulse that bubbled up hot and desperate from the bottom of my chest, threatening to tear past my lips in a wave of bitter mockery. The absurdity of it all—the staggering, cosmic joke of my existence—was becoming too much for human lungs to hold.Another person was calling me his daughter again.Just days ago, Gabriel had thrown the fabricated DNA test results across the hospital floor, screaming about bloodlines, lineage, and deception. Arthur King had loomed over my life like a shadow, claiming a stake in my future under the guise of an ancient, twisted pact. And now, this stranger standing in the decaying living room of an isolated safehouse was claiming the very same title, casually dropping a name I had only ever hea
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 159
Elena’s POV"Who are you?" I asked, looking at the man standing in front of me.The question scraped harshly against my dry throat, echoing in the crisp morning air of the courtyard as the cold breeze whipped past us through the open iron gates. My mind was still reeling from the violent disruption of my attempted escape, the heavy fog of the tranquilizer lingering faintly behind my eyes, and the sheer, unmitigated shock of finding my path blocked not by a hired thug or a menacing guard, but by an absolute stranger who looked at me with an agonizing, impossible familiarity.He didn't answer immediately.Instead, he stood there on the weathered wooden porch of the safehouse, the morning sunlight catching the silver threads woven through his dark hair, casting deep shadows across the sharp angles of his face. His dark-set eyes—eyes that bore an eerie, unsettling resemblance to my own reflection in the mirror—tracked every micro-expression on my pale, bruised face with an intense, unblin
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