CLAIMED BY MY EX'S SEXY STEP FATHER のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

SORAYA'S POV"D-Dorian, w-what is the meaning of this?" My voice trembled, yet I forced the words out.He wouldn't even look at me.Could it be... was he regretting this? Was he ashamed?After four years of being married to him?I turned to Elara, my best friend-at least, that was what I had believed until this moment. My voice cracked as I whispered, "Elara... w-what are you doing?"She tilted her head, feigning innocence, but beneath that act, I saw the truth-triumph."Doing what I should have done a long time ago. Claiming what is rightfully mine."Claim what was rightfully hers?What the hell did she mean by that?A sickening realization sank in.They had been cheating behind my back all this time.A chuckle escaped my lips-broken, hollow, filled with pain.She wasn't surprised.This wasn't a mistake.This wasn't an accident.This was betrayal.Wait..."I-Is she the reason you've been pretending to be busy?" My voice rose, anger creeping in, seeping through the cracks of my heartb

SORAYA’S POV"I said a strong drink, not wine!" I glared at the young bartender, my chest rising and falling rapidly."B-but ma'am, y-your sister...""NOT WINE!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, grateful for the loud music that drowned out my voice."Thanks."The man handed me a strong drink, its color a strange, pale gree and I gulped it down, not wanting to turn my gaze toward the dance floor. It was on the left side, away from the strippers' stage, where lovers swayed together, their bodies pressed close.And, as if fate were mocking me, Dorian was there.Dancing.With Elara.Their lips tangled in a heated kiss, their hands all over each other."You know them?" I asked the bartender after finishing my drink and ordering another."Which one?" He hesitated, reluctant to pour, but one glare from me had him obeying."The lady in the brown dress and the man in the blue suit.""You mean Alpha Dorian of Redclad Pack?"So, he knew him?"Yes!" I snapped, grabbing the drink and downing it i

SORAYA’S POVI knew I was walking into madness the moment I signed that contract.A contract marriage with my ex-mate’s stepfather… no sane woman would agree to that, right?But sanity had stopped guiding me the moment Damon Sterling looked at me with those dangerous green eyes, eyes that stripped me bare without touching me, eyes that whispered promises I wasn’t supposed to want.I shouldn’t have accepted, right? No one had ever done that!I shouldn’t have stepped into the car with him that day he claimed me as his wife.I shouldn’t have let him wrap his voice around me like silk dipped in poison.But what choice did I have when the man looked like sin sculpted into flesh… and spoke like temptation’s first language?And the best part , or the worst, was the promise he made without blinking:“Be my bedroom bully, and everything I own will be yours.” who even skad that except Damon Sterling?But he said it while driving me toward the massive mansion that now felt like a trap made of

SORAYA’S POV “What a surprise to see you here, Alpha King.” Dorian tried to pretend he was calm, but his voice wavered like a leaf in the wind. He was not okay. I knew this man too well. I had wasted four whole years of my life beside him. Standing here now, staring at him from a distance, my blood boiled so hot I felt it buzzing under my skin. My chest tightened until it hurt to breathe. My legs trembled on their own, but I held my ground, refusing to show weakness. Goddess. I really thought I was over him. I believed I had buried the pain deep enough that it could not reach me anymore. Yet the moment I looked at him, the betrayal rushed back with teeth and claws. The memory of that day hit me like a slap. It reopened a wound I convinced myself had healed. Those two weeks I spent curled up in my room thay if it was not for Geraldina, maybe I would have extended. Aftef that, I, thought had recovered, but it was a lie. The pain had only been waiting for the right moment to

SORAYA’S POVBy then, a tremor had started in Dorian’s hands. Elara gripped them, her fingers digging in, trying to anchor him against the storm of the moment. Yet, her eyes were glued to the floor, her face a mask of shame and defiance that couldn't meet the gaze of the Alpha-King.“Alpha-King…sh-she cheated on Alpha Dorian first.” The words, thin and reedy, scraped out of Elara, the same rogue I had personally taken in and helped establish a place to call home.Fit for each other. The thought was a bitter taste in my mouth. Dorian: an ego so fragile, he’d rather die than admit he’d been bested. Elara: so desperate for the Alpha-King’s attention that she was willing to shred her last threads of dignity in a public hall.My fists tightened, nails biting into my palms. Every instinct screamed at me to cross the floor, to slap the desperate smirk off her face, to remind her that the Alpha-King wasn't some cheap prize to steal, unlike the man she’d so easily taken from me. But I didn’t n