All Chapters of The CEO's Stepdaughter: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Niccola Fairchild POVBreakfast is my favorite meal of the day. I know people might think it’s stupid, and some people even believe you can live without breakfast, but not me. This is my happy place, my happy time. Sitting in my kitchen with my coffee and my Greek yoghurt full of fruit and granola. Humans are creatures of habit, and I am no better than anyone else. I love my routine, and having breakfast is where it all begins. I open my laptop to read the world's news and almost choke on my first sip of coffee, reading the headline in front of me. “Fairchild Enterprises Roaming for closure.” My eyes widen, and I shake my head, trying to push away the memories I had running through those corridors every time I would go see my father as a child. I shouldn’t be surprised; after all, everything my mother touches gets destroyed. Closing my laptop, I take a deep breath before finishing my breakfast without reading another word of the news. Surely the day can’t get any worse than it alre

Niccola Fairchild“Let’s get out of here,” he whispers in my ear in the most sensual tone I have ever heard in my life. The way his words travel down my body makes me realise this man can have any woman he wants, and he is freaking choosing me. I nod as I hold on to his tie, pulling him close to me one more time, erasing the distance between us. His hands move to my ass, pressing my front to his, and I can feel his erection against my body. I was never one for one-night stands. Although all my relationships ended with me being cheated on… I am probably what people call a serial monogamist. I hate being alone, and according to Steph, that is my only flaw. Obviously, that’s not true, but I really don’t know how to be alone, and maybe the fact that I haven’t been in a relationship for more than four months is now making me a one-night stand slut. “Yes,” I whisper against his lips. Immediately, he pulls away, retrieving his wallet from the inside pocket of his suit jacket that was hangi

Niccola Fairchild I still can’t believe my eyes as I look over my shoulder to find Cole here. His name is Cole, of course, it is, a name as beautiful as he is. Why didn’t I do my homework when it came to my mother? In my defense, how could I have known my mother would marry someone like him? Her usual targets are older men, almost dying men, men who will leave their fortune to her because they think she will take care of them. What a joke. “What is going on?” Steph asks, and I snap my head around, looking at her, trying to pretend everything is okay, but I can feel his eye on me. “Do you know him?” She asks, lifting her chin slightly, pointing at Cole.“Shhhh,” I say, pulling her by her wrist to the corner of the room away from prying eyes and ears. “Hey, you’re hurting me. What the hell is going on, Nicci? You have been on edge since your mother introduced you to her husband.” She says, and I close my eyes for a second, and when I open them, it’s like Steph can read my mind. “BAR

Cole SutcliffeWatching Niccola leave is one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. I had to watch her leave me one more time, and this time for good. I sit back down as Monica’s hand rests on my arm, and I move it with one swift movement. I can’t stand her touch, especially after feeling Niccola’s once more. I have dreamt about that moment for days. And now I know I can’t have her. I don’t have a way out of this. I thought I could. “Smile, darling, people are starting to notice,” Monica says, and I stare at her in disbelief. “I am not going to entertain this any longer,” I say, and her eyes meet mine as her eyebrows raise and she offers me a cold smile. “That’s where you’re wrong, darling, the contract is very clear, you either marry me, or you lose everything,” Monica says, and I close my eyes for a split second. I need to get this contract overturned, but right now I can’t do anything. I can’t risk losing my company, my money, everything I have worked so hard to buil

Niccola Fairchild“I want to see you,” I read Cole’s message on my phone, and I can’t help but smile at his words. He never signs his messages, doesn’t send kisses, and he is always very straightforward. I have been keeping my distance from him while he tries to get out of the marriage. I hate doing this to my mother, and that’s why I told Cole I won't see him until he gets all this mess sorted. I am not going to be the other woman, especially when he is getting married to my mother. “I am not doing this, Cole. She might not be the best person in the world, or be in the top one hundred best mothers in New York, but she is still my mother, a woman, someone who is counting on you,” I let out as Cole got dressed after telling me he wanted to come back that night. “Niccola, look at me,” Cole said as he placed a finger under my chin, forcing me to raise my head to stare into his beautiful blue eyes. “I am getting out of this. I will make it happen,” he says, and I nod, taking a step bac