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Chapter 79: The Business Proposal
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2026-09-15 15:21:33
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One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 168
Elena’s POVThe air in the rotting, dust-choked safehouse living room felt thick enough to choke on, charged with the volatile static of decades-old lies, ruined lives, and a war of attrition that had finally broken past all pretense. The television in the corner continued to flash its eerie, pulsing blue light, broadcasting the relentless loop of my name and the ten-million-dollar Vanguard bounty, but the outside world felt entirely detached from the toxic domestic nightmare playing out before my eyes.My chest heaved as the pieces of the puzzle clicked together into a jagged, grotesque picture. The stolen millions, the fabricated bloodlines, the endless parade of men fighting over a lineage that was built entirely on quicksand—and right at the center of it all, my mother and the ghost from my past, bickering over the spoils of a war they had waged with my life as collateral.Elena confronts Vanessa about the company and the money."Enough!" I screamed, the raw, pent-up fury finally
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 167
Marcus’s POVThe heavy oak front doors of my estate swung open with a slow, heavy groan, welcoming me back into a home that no longer felt like a sanctuary.The silence inside the grand foyer was oppressive, thick with the lingering scent of expensive mahogany, cold leather, and the ghost of a life that had unraveled entirely over the span of twenty-four hours. I didn't bother turning on the chandelier overhead; the dim amber light spilling in through the tall arched windows cast long, skeletal shadows across the polished marble floor. Every footstep I took echoed hollowly through the empty halls, reminding me of just how fast an empire built on decades of blood, sweat, and absolute control could be reduced to a hollow shell.I tossed my suit jacket onto the nearest accent chair, loosening my silk tie with a rough, frustrated jerk as I dragged a hand down my face. My skin felt hot, tight with exhaustion, and the dull, persistent throb behind my temples had settled in for the long haul
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 166
Marcus’s POVThe heavy glass doors of the central precinct parted slowly, sliding open to release me from the stale, sterile confines of the detention facility and dropping me straight back into the freezing, chaotic reality of the outside world.It was already getting dark, but the photographers and interviewers were still outside, patiently waiting for me to come out.The lingering remnants of daylight had surrendered to a deep, bruised twilight, casting long, dramatic shadows across the concrete entrance as the biting evening wind whipped through the downtown streets. Yet, despite the biting cold and the late hour, the media swarm had not dissipated. If anything, it had multiplied. Scores of reporters, camera operators, and tabloid journalists stood shoulder-to-shoulder behind the metal barricades, huddled around high-intensity lighting rigs and mobile broadcast vans that illuminated the precinct steps like a Hollywood premiere.They had waited hours for this exact moment—the momen
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 165
Marcus’s POVThe sterile, fluorescent hum of the holding room overhead buzzed with a dull, grating frequency that seemed to vibrate directly inside my skull. The walls of the temporary holding cell at the central precinct were a depressingly drab shade of institutional gray, scarred by the scuff marks of countless desperate men who had sat right where I was sitting now, praying for a miracle that rarely arrived.I sat rigidly on the cold, bolted metal chair, my forearms resting heavily against the scarred wooden surface of the interrogation table. My suit jacket, usually impeccably pressed and tailored to project absolute authority, was now rumpled and creased from the hours spent in custody. The heavy, suffocating weight of the past twenty-four hours—the sudden financial execution by Vanessa, the kidnapping of Elena, the public media circus outside the precinct, and the humiliation of wearing handcuffs through my own corporate lobby—pressed down on my chest like a lead weight.Yet, a
One Night Stand with My Stepdad Chapter 164
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
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