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Pregnant With My Stepbrother’s Child Epilogue
DAVEFour Years LaterI don’t think there’s a manual for moments like this. The kind where you’re watching your ‘not quite mother’ scratch that, let’s just call her Anna, because calling her Mom still makes what Evelyn and I forbidden— walk out of a rehab center while your wife clutches your hand hard enough to bruise bone, and your son, who looks uncannily like her dead father, hums a cartoon theme in the back seat, blissfully unaware of how complicated adults can make their own lives.I parked the car in one of those crooked slots that clearly weren’t designed for people in emotional crisis. Evelyn had been fidgeting since we pulled out of the driveway. Straightening her dress, fixing her lipstick, wiping it off, and then putting it back on again. I swear, if she adjusted the air conditioning one more time, I’d scream. She was as nervous as a teenager meeting her in-laws for the first time. Except in this case, that Anna was her mom.And me? I was just genuinely confused like, “Whi
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EVELYN He dragged the whip agonizingly slowly, down the valley between my breasts, like it was a paintbrush and I was his favorite canvas. The leather was cold and smooth at first, a feather-light tease. Then it turned deliberate. It kissed my stomach, coiled low, and lingered against my navel like it wanted to brand me with invisible fire.I couldn’t move. My arms were tied behind me, wrists burning against the silk restraints. My legs were bound wide open, anchored to opposite corners of the bed. Spread like a secret he wanted to explore one inch at a time.I bit my lip so hard that I was trying to swallow my moan. I wouldn’t give him the sound he wanted, the crack in my armor that he could sip from like wine. No, he didn’t own me.Even if every nerve in my body disagreed.I hated how the heat curled inside me like a cat, arching its back and purring at his touch. My skin was electric, and my breath was shallow. The longer he kept the whip tracing my body without striking, the more
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EVELYN How could that be possible?Zero match between Dave and me.I stared at the DNA test as if it had personally insulted me. My pulse was thudding like an angry drum beneath my skin. No match? That meant… we weren’t related at all. Not even a drop of shared blood. But that was impossible. We grew up together as step-siblings. We were raised under the same roof, ate from the same chipped plates, and fought over the same busted-up remote control.I blinked again at the paper, hoping I had misread it. That it was a bad dream and I’d wake up in my cluttered bedroom with Anna whining for breakfast and the scent of overripe bananas wafting from the kitchen. But it was real. So real it hurts to breathe.“This was forged,” I snapped, thrusting the paper back at him like it was diseased. “There’s nothing you could say to me to make me believe otherwise.”He didn’t even say a word, he just stood there, annoyingly calm and composed, as if he hadn’t just cracked my world open and dumped the
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EVELYN "You bastard!" I screamed, the words tearing from my throat with such raw fury that they left it burning. "Why am I tied this way?"The rage consumed me completely, white-hot and devastating. The restraints that held me became even more unbearable knowing that they had been placed there by hands I had once considered safe.Dave stood there watching my reaction with what could only be described as satisfaction. He looked more built and I would've described him as more handsome, but no… the devil was just there. No addition, many subtraction. He stared at me now like I was some prize he had finally captured. There was ownership and possession in his gaze as if my irritation was nothing more than a tantrum he was willing to tolerate."That's because you are mine," he said, his voice carrying a weight of conviction that chilled me to the bone. "And I need you to accept that."He spoke like a man who had already decided my fate and was simply informing me of the verdict.His hand
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EVELYN I don’t know how long I’d been out. Seconds? Minutes? Days? Time had turned slippery, ungraspable. All I know is that I came back to myself in fragments like someone trying to piece together a shattered mirror while blindfolded.My mouth was dry, my lips chapped like parchment rubbed against gravel. Breathing felt like trying to suck air through a straw stuffed with cotton. But it wasn’t even my chest that hurt the most, it was my arms. They were literally screaming like two angry toddlers left in timeout too long.Every inch of muscle from shoulder to wrist ached like I’d been crucified backward. The ache was deep and throbbing, not sharp but constant, like a mean reminder that I still had a body and it was pissed off at me.The moment I tried to shift, a hundred red alerts blared through my nerves. My hands— no, my entire arms were twisted unnaturally behind my head, tied tight with what felt like ropes or maybe some rubbery cord, biting into my skin. There was no give. The
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EVELYN The lonely road stretched before me like an endless ribbon, winding through the outskirts of town where streetlights were either faulty or half dead, and silence reigned supreme.Tired wasn’t even a good word anymore; it felt like my body had been borrowed and returned with half the energy drained out.Without warning, a car's horn blared not a quick tap but a continuous aggressive assault. The sound was deafening, and unrelenting. It wasn't the polite excuse me of a normal driver, this was madness.“Jesus,” I muttered, pressing a hand to my chest like that would calm the riot in there. I moved off the main stretch onto the crumbling sidewalk, clutching the strap of my bag.I turned my head slightly, catching the dark glint of its windshield under the streetlight. No plate light.But the car didn’t just pass. It slowed.My heart lurched into my throat as the horn continued its assault, seemingly determined to pierce through my skull. My body reacted before my mind could proces
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