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The Anonymous Truth

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Chapter 41

Derek’s POV

The door closed behind Lena with a solid, final sound that seemed to echo longer than it should have in the quiet apartment. 

Marcus kept his hand on the knob for several seconds after she left, as if he needed the physical contact to stay grounded. 

I remained on the couch, the cushions still holding the shape of where I had been sitting when she first walked in. 

My phone was still in his other hand. The screen w

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  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)   Running Out of Room

    Chapter 48Derek’s POVThe next few days settled into a new kind of tension that lived under every ordinary moment.Mom didn’t bring up Portland again at breakfast, but the questions sat behind her eyes every time she looked at Marcus across the table.She was quieter than usual when she asked about his day. He answered with the same careful evenness he always used, but the space between their words felt wider.I moved through the apartment like someone trying not to step on a crack that kept widening under the surface.The anonymous messages stayed silent. Marcus said the source had been handled.I wanted to believe him. Part of me did.The other part kept waiting for a phone to light up with something worse.Every unknown number that came through made my stomach drop before I saw it was spam or a campus alert.The silence itself had become another kind of pre

  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)   Two Versions of Him

    Chapter 47Derek’s POVMom was already in the kitchen when I finished pouring the coffee.She was dressed for work but hadn’t left yet.Her bag sat on the counter beside her keys.Marcus came out of the hallway a few minutes later, hair still damp from a quick shower, the same careful expression on his face that he used when he was managing something difficult.The photo from the night before might as well have been sitting in the middle of the table between them.“I need to talk to you before I go,” Mom said to him. Her voice was calm, but the calm had edges.“Someone sent me a message last night. About Portland. About a fire and a man who went missing. There was a photo of you.”Marcus set his mug down with deliberate care. “I know. Derek told me.”“Then you know I’m asking for an explanation.”I stayed near the counter, watching both of them. The morning light came through t

  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)    Marcus’s Hidden Past

    Chapter 46Derek’s POVThe light under Mom’s door was a thin, steady line in the dark hallway.My phone was still in my hand, the message opened on the screen. The words sat there like something that couldn’t be unread.Derek, I just got a message from someone who says they know Marcus.They said there’s something I need to know about his past. They sent a photo. I don’t understand what I’m looking at. Can you come to my room?I stood in the living room longer than I needed to. The refrigerator hummed in the kitchen.Outside a car passed on the street, its headlights briefly washing across the ceiling.Marcus was still gone, dealing with the source of the threats. I was alone with whatever waited behind that door.I walked down the hall and knocked once.“Come in.”Mom was sitting up in bed, the bedside lamp on, her phone in both hands.

  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)   When the Truth Finds Her

    Chapter 45Derek’s POVMarcus was standing by the window when I pushed the door open.The lamp on the nightstand was still on, throwing the same low light across the bed and the far wall.He turned at the sound of the door, and whatever he saw on my face made him go still.I held the phone out so the newest message was clear between us.Moving the drive doesn’t change what he did. It only tells us he’s scared. Tell him the next message won’t come to your phone. It will come to your mother’s.Marcus read it once. Then he took the phone from my hand, locked the screen, and set it face-down on the dresser like the words themselves might burn through the glass. For a long moment the only sound in the room was the faint tick of the hallway clock.When he finally spoke his voice was stripped of everything soft.“They’re escalating.”“They&rsqu

  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)   The Threat Gets Closer

    Chapter 44Derek’s POVMarcus was already on his feet when I pushed the door open. The lamp on the nightstand was still on, the same low light from the night before. He didn’t look surprised to see me. He looked like he had been waiting for the knock, or for the moment I stopped waiting for permission. I closed the door behind me and held the phone out so the newest message was clear between us.He still hasn’t told you the part that matters. The money wasn’t the only thing he took from that warehouse. Ask him about the drive. Ask him what he buried on the way out of Portland.Marcus read it in silence. His face stayed carefully controlled, but something in the set of his shoulders shifted, a small tightening that said the words had landed where they were meant to. He didn’t ask me to sit this time. He just nodded once toward the chair by the desk and waited until I took it before he spoke.“The money was only part of it,” he said. His voice was lower than usual, stripped of the

  • PINNED BY MY STEPFATHER (MxM)   Cracks in the Mask

    Chapter 43Derek’s POVMarcus opened the door like he had been awake the entire time. The room behind him was still dim, the lamp on the nightstand casting the same low light as the night before. He was fully dressed, the same clothes he had worn to dinner, and the shadows under his eyes said he hadn’t slept any better than I had. I held the phone out so he could see the newest message.He told you the version that keeps you calm. Ask him what happened to the man who burned. Ask him where the body is.Marcus read it once. Then again. His face didn’t change in any dramatic way, but something behind his eyes went still and cold. He stepped aside without speaking and waited until I was fully inside before he closed the door and locked it.“Sit down,” he said.I didn’t. I stayed on my feet near the desk, phone still in my hand. “Is he dead?”Marcus leaned back against the door, arms crossed. For a long moment the only sound in the room was the faint tick of the clock in the hallway.

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