All Chapters of IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SASHAIt was almost noon when I finally got tired of sitting in the living room, flipping through old magazines and sipping lukewarm coffee. The weekend had left a bitter taste in my mouth, and Monday didn't seem any kinder either.I still hadn't recovered from what happened at Daddy's birthday. All those people, the expensive wines, the cameras flashing and yet, in all of Daddy's speech and appreciation, he hadn't given me accolade, just 'Thank you' like I was some random person.I shut my magazine, grabbed my bag, and headed for the door. I needed to breathe. Maybe being in the office would take my mind off the way Daddy had looked right past me, as if I were invisible. Maybe work would help me forget how Emily had shown up that night in a glittering dress and somehow still managed to stand beside Daddy like she belonged there.I slid behind the wheel of my car and began driving toward the office. On the way, I remembered I was running low on body lotion and face moisturizer so I de

EMILYHis lips were all over me - my neck, collarbone and cleavages as he pressed my back against the cold dining table. I let out a soft gasp, trying to steady myself with trembling fingers gripping the edge of the table.Damn!Why did it take him this long to realize that I was everything he wanted and more? Mr. Julius's hands moved with experience, they parted my thighs like he owned every inch of me. My gown was already yanked up to my waist. He had removed my panties earlier and flung them to the floor.My pussy dripped as he groaned against my ear and plunged two thick fingers inside me, curling and stroking my slick, swollen pussy with expert precision. I bit my lower lip, struggling to hold back a moan. My legs were trembling from the heat rising through me. He stood behind me, one hand squeezing my breast, the other teasing my pink bud. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure that crashed through me.Bad old man!"You are finally mine!" I said within while he kept thrusting and

EMILYThe hallway at D'Luna's Hotel was dimly lit, Room 308 was just ahead. I walked faster, my slippers barely making a sound on the tiled floor, I wanted it that way. No noise, no clicking of heels against the ground.I was late. Again.I turned the knob and stepped into the room.Thick smoke covered the air like a veil. Donald sat near the window, shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark jeans. A cigarette burned between his fingers, and a glass of whiskey stood untouched on the side table."You're late," he said without looking at me.I shut the door behind me, leaning against it for a second before walking toward him. "I know. I'm sorry. I had to sneak out. Things got... complicated."Donald finally turned his head, blowing a slow stream of smoke toward the ceiling. "Complicated how?"I dropped my purse on the bed and sank into the edge of the mattress. "Sasha."He raised an eyebrow."She found a shoe near the generator. The one you left behind. She brought it to the dining table..

EMILYThe moment the room door shut behind us, I dropped the pretense.Auntie Harriet's travel bag sat quietly at the foot of the bed, its corners were worn from the road, and the scent of dust and camphor filled the air. But even in this maid's room, the energy between us was anything but ordinary."You took your time, Auntie," I said with a playful pout as I turned to face her.Auntie Harriet let out a low chuckle. "You missed me?"I threw my arms around her without hesitation. "Missed you? That's even an understatement. I'm sure this house felt like a graveyard without you. No one to talk to. No one to keep me sane. You should've seen how many times I almost packed my bags."She gave me a warm, matronly hug, her arms strong and grounding. "I watched you on that television," she said, her voice thick with amusement. "When they announced your marriage to that Williams, I nearly spilled pap on myself. I was fulfilled and proud of you. Proud we are getting closer with each step.""I d

JULIUSEmily lay beside me, her chest rising and falling, her skin, still warm from the intensity of what we had just shared.The room still smelled of sex and sweat, and the sheets were tangled beneath us.I lit a cigarette and took a slow drag, letting the smoke curl toward the ceiling. Emily turned her head, her eyes meeting mine with a look that was both smug and vulnerable."You know," she said softly, "we took too long to click."I chuckled under my breath. "Why do you say that?"She scooted closer, crossing her leg over mine, her voice dropped to a whisper. "Because you were too blind to see me."That made me turn my head. Her tone wasn't playful, it was wounded."You were so caught up in Sasha," Emily continued, "you didn't even notice the woman who was right in front of you all this while. The one who actually understands you. Respects you. Desires you."I exhaled smoke, letting her words hang in the air like fog."You think I didn't notice you?" I asked, tilting my head towar