All Chapters of The CEO's Stepdaughter: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

Niccola Fairchild“You knew him?” I ask Mrs Sutcliffe. I don’t speak to a lot of people who knew my father, and the people who knew him don’t really talk about him. It’s like people here don’t talk about the dead, as if it's a curse or something. “Why don’t we talk about something less morbid?” Mom says, and my smile drops as I look at her while Mrs Sutcliffe gives my mom a look I would never want directed at me. “Your father was a very kind man, he believed everyone deserved a chance in life, and he helped a lot of people,” Mr Sutcliffe said without looking at me. His eyes were trained on my mother. “I met you when you were a baby once,” he says, and I look at him and smile as his eyes meet mine. They are the same shade as Cole’s, but they look tired and not as shiny.

Cole Sutcliffe“Your mom is out of line,” I hear Phillip say to Niccola. He holds her hand as the elevator's door opens. I watch as they step inside, and when they turn to face me, I speak. “Niccola, a word?” I say as I look at Niccola’s hand holding that bastard’s. I can almost see the wheels turning in Niccola’s head as she looks at him and then back at me. “Not now, we are leaving. Goodbye,” she says as the doors close, and my head falls hanging low. I close my eyes, but I immediately recover as I walk back to the living room, where my mother is having a heated conversation with my dad. Her eyes meet mine, and I see her anger focusing on me now. “How could you allow that woman to treat her daughter like that?” Mom asks, and I let out a breath. “She’s a grown woman, Elisabeth,” Dad says to Mom, but she shakes her head, looking at him and then at me. “Nonsense,” she says as she takes one step closer to me. “I love you, son, but I will not spend time under the same roof as that d

Niccola FairchildAs soon as the door closes, Cole’s lips are on mine, ending the distance between us while my hands grip the back of his hair gently. Cole moans against my lips as I pull his hair slightly. “I can’t wait another second to be inside of you,” he lets out as he places me gently on the bed before pulling away from me. Cole stands, removing his shoes and socks as I sit up slightly, resting on my elbows, as I watch him strip. There’s no better view in the world. Dear God, you are truly remarkable in creating someone like Cole. Cole’s eyes meet mine as I bite my lower lip. Slowly, Cole grips the hem of his jacket between his fingers, removing it slowly, as if he knows I am willing to wait as I enjoy the sight. Smiling Cole moves to his shirt, untucking it from his pants. His eyes are challenging as he doesn’t rush to undo each button of his shirt. The fabric slowly slides down his shoulders, exposing his tanned and warm skin. I lick my lips, trying to stop myself from pou

Niccola FairchildI can feel Cole looking at me. I have never felt such love and devotion in my life. It’s like my body knows everything will be okay now that he is here, and I finally managed to sleep properly. “That’s creepy, you know,” I let out as I open my eyes slightly, and I can see Cole smiling. He looks beautiful when he smiles. He should smile more. But now I have the rest of my life to watch him smile and to feel him watching me while I sleep. I move on the bed and let out a moan. My body is aching in a good way, spent and used. “I would kill for some coffee right now,” I let out. Almost instantly, I feel Cole moving as he kisses my shoulder before he announces he will go make us some coffee. I can’t help but smile as I watch him getting dressed, remembering the private strip show I got last night.