All Chapters of All That Glitters Is My StepDad.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter 51: The Silence After The Fall.

Chaos erupted the moment Cierra hit the floor.For a split second, no one moved, shock froze the room, disbelief rooting everyone to the spot. Then Samantha screamed.“CIERRA!”Her voice cracked through the workroom like shattered glass. She rushed forward, dropping to her knees beside the pool of blood already spreading across the marble floor. Her hands trembled as she pressed them against Cierra’s stomach, the warmth soaking through her palms.“No… no, no, no…” she whispered frantically. “This wasn’t meant to happen this way.”Chelsea stood frozen, the gun slipping from her fingers as it clattered to the ground. Her face had drained of colour, lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came out. Avatar stepped back instinctively, eyes wide, breathing uneven.Dominic didn’t move.He stared at Cierra’s body, his jaw clenched, eyes dark and unreadable. Blood. Too much blood. The metallic scent filled the air, heavy and suffocating.“She’s bleeding out!” Samantha shouted, turning

Chapter 52: When Death Looked Away.

Samantha did not scream when the bullet tore into her.Shock robbed her of that mercy.For a few suspended seconds, she simply stood there, her body refusing to process what had just happened. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. Her knees trembled violently as her fingers moved to her chest in disbelief. When she pulled them back, they were soaked in warm, sticky blood.Her breath broke.A strangled gasp tore out of her throat as pain finally arrived...sharp, burning, unforgiving. She staggered back, her foot catching on loose soil, and collapsed hard beside the shallow grave she had dug with such determination only minutes earlier.The night was eerily calm.Crickets chirped. Leaves rustled gently. The earth did not care.From the darkness, a man emerged.He walked toward her without urgency, gun still hanging loosely in his hand, his boots crunching softly against the soil. His face remained hidden, but his posture was steady, controlled in a way that made it clear he had alre

Chapter 53: When The World Decide Your Story.

Cierra's POVI was running, and the only thing louder than my footsteps was my own voice inside my head.“Don’t stop,” I kept muttering, over and over, like a broken prayer. “Just keep running. One more step. Then another.”My chest felt like it was on fire. Every breath scraped my throat painfully, dry and uneven, as though my lungs were fighting against me. Sweat poured down my face, blinding my vision, mixing with tears I hadn’t even realized were falling. My legs burned, my body screamed for rest, but fear refused to let me slow down.The night was dark, too dark. Trees stood tall and merciless around me, their branches clawing at my skin as I pushed through them. Leaves slapped my face. Thorns tore at my clothes. Roots threatened to trip me at every step.I stumbled, almost fell, but caught myself.“Not now,” I whispered desperately. “Please… not now.”Then a gunshot rang out from somewhere behind me.The sound cracked through the night like thunder.I screamed.It wasn’t planne

Chapter 54: One Breath Before Judgement.

Cierra's POV I stared at the strip, my hands trembling violently, my heart thundering so loud I thought it might burst from my chest. Two bold, cruel lines stared back at me. Positive. My breath caught, my stomach lurched, and my knees felt weak.I leaned heavily against the sink, gripping it like a lifeline. My reflection in the cracked mirror looked alien. Pale, exhausted, terrified...but also strangely defiant. I was carrying life inside me, yet I barely felt alive. Every thought spiraled. How? Why? What now?A sharp knock at the door pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts.“Cierra,” Chelsea’s voice, firm and impatient, pierced the air. “What does it say?”My heart skipped violently. I swallowed, shaking, unsure how to respond. One option was to tell the truth, but the station, the handcuffs, the accusations, it all screamed danger. So I did the only thing that felt safe.“Oh....!” I let it slip from my trembling fingers and into the toilet.Chelsea gasped. “Are you serious?”I

Chapter 55: The Weight Of Tomorrow.

Cierra's POV Dominic’s hands were firm on my shoulders, gripping me so tightly that I could feel the strength of him pressing against my ribs, almost like he was trying to squeeze the words out of me before I even spoke. His face was storm-dark, eyes flashing with a mix of fury, disbelief, and… something else I couldn’t quite place.“You don’t go around saying such things outside!” he growled, his voice low but laced with ice. “You...” he hesitated, his jaw tightening, “you’ve… you’ve nothing to do with me. I’m not part of this!” His fingers dug slightly into my arms. “You’re a whore. Fucking anyone weekly, and now you throw this at me?”Tears rolled down my face despite the tremor in my jaw and the tightness in my chest. “Dominic… stop!” I cried, my voice breaking. “Stop looking at me like that! I...I’m not lying! You… you’re the only one… the only man I’ve been fucking for some time… it’s been only you. Only you!”He stepped back slightly, his nostrils flaring as he tried to conta

Chapter 56: When Hope Was Pronounced Dead.

Cierra's POVThe doctor did not speak immediately.He stood across from me, his fingers gripping the file so tightly that his knuckles turned pale. His eyes drifted away from mine, fixing on the wall behind me like it was safer than facing whatever was breaking inside my chest. The silence stretched, thick and cruel, pressing down on my lungs until breathing became difficult.I swallowed hard.“Doctor,” I whispered, my voice shaking despite my effort to sound steady. “Please… what does it say?”He inhaled slowly, deeply, like a man preparing to dive into deep water.“I’m sorry,” he said at last.Something inside me snapped.I leaned forward in my chair, my hands clutching the edge like it was the only thing keeping me upright. “Sorry for what?” I asked quickly. “Just tell me.”He finally looked at me.And that look? God...that look was not confusion. It was not uncertainty. It was pity.“I’m sorry,” he repeated, softer now, “he is not the father.”The words did not register at first.

Chapter 57: The Word That Distracted My Grave.

Cierra's POV My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.It started slowly, just a tremor in my fingers, but by the time the call ended, it had spread through my entire body like a fever. The phone buzzed once, the line going dead, and then… silence. Thick. Heavy. Deafening.I stared at the screen, my breath trapped in my chest.“No… wait...” My thumb pressed the power button again, harder this time, as if force alone could bring the voice back. “Please.”The phone slipped.It hit the floor with a sharp crack that echoed through the holding room, and the sound made me flinch like I’d been slapped. I dropped to my knees instantly, my heart pounding so violently it hurt, and grabbed it again.Nothing.The screen stayed black.A sob clawed its way out of my throat before I could stop it. My chest caved in, my lungs refusing to work properly. That call...whoever it was, it had sounded like a pause in my execution. Like someone reaching for me in the dark.And now it was gone.I hugged the phone to m

Chapter 58: Not ever again, My Love.

Cierra's POV The voice didn’t crash into the courtroom.It didn’t boom or echo or announce itself the way voices do in stories.It simply… existed.Low. Steady. Familiar in a way that made my spine go cold.For half a second, my mind refused to attach meaning to it. I stayed seated, staring at the table in front of me, fingers knotted together so tightly my nails cut into my palms. My chest rose sharply, then stalled, as though my body had inhaled and forgotten how to exhale.That voice had no right to be here.Dead men don’t speak.I lifted my head slowly, almost afraid that if I moved too fast, the illusion would shatter. My eyes tracked toward the sound, passing blurred faces, stiff shoulders, the courtroom doors......and then I saw him.Not a ghost.Not a memory.Not the version of him I carried in my head, frozen in time.George stood there, solid, breathing, real.The world tilted.My ears rang so loudly I couldn’t hear the murmurs starting to ripple through the room. My visio

Chapter 59: On The Murderer's Bed.

Cierra's POV The kiss was slow at first, but it became tensed as he grabbed my waist to the bed, trailing kisses all over my body. I moaned in pleasure and began unzipping his jean, he quickly unhooked my bra, and kept on kissing me.My body betrayed me. My composure went off. I miss him.I miss this Man.It wasn't hidden, he could sense that I really do miss how he touches me. We kept on kissing while he began fumbling my boobs, squeezing them in perfect motion. I grabbed his head down to my breast, so his lips can start up it's business.He sucked slowly, slightly like he was trying to read my body reaction. I held his hair tight as he grabbed my breast and kept sucking it. He kissed and rolled his tongue around my nipples, making me jerk in enthusiasm. I bit his ear, tightened my grip on his bare shoulders, while he kept doing his best. Fuck! I was in heaven.And for once, I imagined death taking this whole pleasure from me. He quickly held my neck, slapped my ass and shoved

Chapter 60: The Lie That Loved Me Back.

George's POV I didn’t notice the silence at first, that was the strange thing about it.The bathroom door had barely clicked shut behind me when I realized the apartment felt… wrong. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that presses against your ears until you’re aware of your own breathing. I wiped my face with the towel, steam still clinging to my skin, water dripping from my hair onto my shoulders, and stepped back into the room with a half-smile already on my lips.Cierra was sitting on the edge of the bed....Not curled under the sheets like she usually was. Not teasing me with that soft smile she used when she thought I was watching. She sat stiff, unmoving, her back straight, her hands clenched together so tightly her knuckles had gone pale.Something cold slid down my spine.“Hey,” I said lightly, walking toward her. “Why do you look like you just saw a ghost?”She didn’t answer.I leaned down, brushed my lips against her cheek, but she flinched like my mouth burned her skin.That’s

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