For a split second, neither of them dared to utter a word.Isabella, still holding the edge of the towel, was so caught off guard by the moment that she instinctively let go, causing the towel to drop silently to the floor.They stood frozen, both stunned by the sudden turn of events.And finally, a minute later, Sebastian bent down and swiftly grabbed the fallen towel from the floor. His movements were sharp, his jaw tense as he straightened up and slowly turned to face Isabella.“I… I’m so sorry,” she stammered, her voice barely holding steady as the words tumbled out in fragments.Sebastian scoffed, his eyes locking onto hers with a chilling intensity. “Sorry?” he echoed, one brow arching in suspicion.“Are you trying to…” he took a slow step closer, his voice dropping lower, rougher. “Do you want me, Isabella?”With a swift motion, Isabella shook her head. “No,” she said, trying to steady her voice, but the tremble in her tone betrayed her unease.“I didn’t mean to pull the towel
“What?” Immediately Isabella noticed the stunned expression on Sebastian’s face, she fluttered her eyelashes a few times before gulping down a mouthful of saliva. “Nothing,” she mumbled, lifting her hands in a shrug. “It’s nothing, so go ahead and have a good night,” she added, forcing a small, nervous smile as she turned away. Sebastian scoffed. “Alright then,” he mumbled, turning once more with the intention of heading up the stairs, but to his surprise, Isabella called out to him again. “Wait!” she exclaimed, her voice slicing through the silence and halting him in his tracks. “I… well, I just wanted to let you know that earlier this morning, I was upset at you and my mom because of what I saw. But now… I’m no longer upset. Mistakes do happen.” The voice of Isabella was softer this time, almost unsure, but sincere. Sebastian whose back was turned on Isabella nod his head. “Umm, okay.” He purred as he began to walk. Isabella’s words sounded a bit off to Sebastian, b
Just like the day before, Isabella spent the entire day locked inside her room. As the hours dragged on, boredom and loneliness slowly crept in.In an attempt to distract herself, she reached out to a few friends over text but once the casual chitchat fizzled out, the crushing wave of boredom returned back. Sigh!Staring at the wall clock in the sitting room, Isabella let out an exhausted sigh as her shoulders slumped. The time read a few minutes past four in the evening.“It’s already too late for lunch… I might as well get some fresh air,” she muttered to herself. With that, she stepped out of her room and headed out of the house, deciding to explore the city for a while.As Isabella strolled down the bustling roadside, the sounds of the city buzzed all around her. Cars were honking, vendors were shouting and music were spilling from shop doors. Isabella wandered into a few coffee shops, her eyes scanning for “Workers Wanted” signs, hoping to land a job that would keep her fro
Sebastian’s lips parted slightly, his tongue slipping out as he hovered close.Without warning, he grazed his teeth along the sensitive skin of Evelyn’s neck, delivering a gentle nip that sent a jolt of pleasure down her spine.A soft, breathy moan escaped Evelyn’s lips, unbidden but full of desire, as her body instinctively arched toward him, craving more of his touch.“Ohh… fuck,” Evelyn moaned. Her eyes were still shut as the tongue of Sebastian roamed around the area where he had just bite her. And then, he pulled away. “Do you want me to be rough on you?” He asked, firmly standing behind Evelyn with his hands still placed on her shoulders. Evelyn’s eyes fluttered open as she tilted her head back, her gaze locking with Sebastian’s, dark and intense.“I want you to be rough with me,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “But damn it, I can’t hold back my moans… and my daughter is literally upstairs.” Evelyn’s words trembled with frustration, caught between lust and rest
The morning sun peeked through Isabella's window, casting soft golden rays across her face. She fluttered her lashes a few times before narrowing her eyes, adjusting to the sudden brightness that filled the room.A sigh escaped Isabella's lips as her gaze locked on the ceiling, unmoving, lost in thought."Pftt," she exhaled heavily, dragging herself up to sit on the edge of the bed, her hair tumbling over her shoulders like a wild halo.For a few lingering seconds, Isabella’s mind was trapped in the haze of last night’s conversation with her stepfather—every word, every glance, playing on repeat, but then, a loud knock shattered the silence, snapping her out of her daze.Isabella flinched, her heart skipping as her head jerked toward the door, brows arched in surprise.“Who’s there?” she called out, her voice low but laced with unease.“Hey, I made breakfast,” Evelyn’s calm voice floated through the door, laced with warmth. “Why don’t you come downstairs and eat?”Isabella sighed sof
“Arrhh!” Isabella gasped, her voice sharp with shock. Everything in her hands crashed to the floor as she instinctively grabbed Sebastian’s wrists and shoved them off her breast.It all happened in a blur, but the jolt of her reaction was enough to snap Sebastian into sudden awareness. His breath hitched as he realized who he had just touched.Isabella. His stepdaughter.The girl he’d taken to bed…With a swift motion, Sebastian stepped back, his face contorted in shock. “What the fuck!” he spat, wiping his hands on his trousers like if touching Isabella disgust him.Isabella spun around, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her frown deepening. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” she asked coldly, her voice sharp and unyielding.At that very moment, the sitting room lights flicked on, washing away the shadows that had cloaked them, exposing the rage etched on both their faces.“What do you think I was doing? Obviously, I thought you were my wife. And why did you stay sti