All Chapters of My Step Father, My Desire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EmmaI almost choke on the food I'm eating. The rich, flavor burst vanishes suddenly, making it taste like sawdust in my mouth.I drop the fork down, it clatters against the plate. Gradually, I swirl around to meet my mother's fierce gaze.Bile rises in my throat, thick and bitter, forming a hard lump that I can't force down no matter how hard I try.She takes slow, deliberate steps towards me. The island becomes a barricade as she stops before me.Her lips form a taunting smile. “So you think you're smart, huh?”“I..I don't understand,” I stutterThough I know exactly what she's talking about.“Don't play dump with me!” she snaps. “Why didn't you tell me Knox gave you a job?”The air becomes thick with tension and hostility.My lips suddenly feel dry like I've been walking through a desert.“I was going to tell you,” I croak out.She jabs a finger at me, eyes glazing with anger. “You think I'm stupid? You felt it's not necessary to let me know. Just how long do you intend to keep it

GinaI stand there like a complete idiot until her car fades from my sight. It takes the blaring of honks of other cars behind me to jolt me back to the present. Trembling in anger and cursing under my breath, I get into my car and zoom off.What does she mean by he's messing with me?Is she right? Is there another woman in his life? This is outrageous. I know about my suspicions but what if it's just my mind playing tricks on me.Monica. She shows up suddenly acting so concerned. What's in it for her?My hands tremble on the steering as I make my way to my designated destination.The thoughts in my head scatter like wild seeds thrown across a field. I can't think straight. Hopefully, once we leave for our vacation, I'll have a talk with Knox. We need to put things in order.But right now, I need to clear my head. I pull up in front of The Siren's Den. It's a high end exclusive private club with male strippers.After I got married to Knox, I stopped coming. Though, I kept renewing m

KnoxI glare down at the phone in my hand. My brows arch so high, they nearly touch my hairline.My eyes flash in surprise. A picture of me stepping into the Prescob hotel glows from the phone screen.I shoot her glare. “What is this?” I flash the phone before her, my voice has a tinge of disbelief, barely hiding my astonishment.“There's more,” she snaps. I look down at the phone and start to scroll through it. More pictures of me driving into the premises of the hotel, stepping out of my car and….my fingers freeze over the screen.A picture of me bare chested on the bed with a brunette's head resting on my chest. I couldn't see her face.Blood drains from my face. That night I passed out at the hotel, someone had clearly set me up.I clench my jaw so hard the ache spreads through my skull. “How did you get this pictures?” I seethe.“It's doesn't matter how I got those pictures,” she fires. “You're cheating on me! That's the evidence.”“Watch what you say Gina!” I warn in a gruff t

KnoxI sigh deeply, leaning in on my chair. I just concluded a virtual meeting with a potential client.They wanted me to attend a business meeting but I had to turn them down. The date is clashing with my vacation with Gina. Hopefully, I'd use that moment to apologize to my wife and patch things up with her.I drum my fingers on the armrest of my seat as I look through the glass walls of my office.Emma's desk is directly facing me from outside. Her face is set in hard lines of focus as she types on her laptop.She's taking her new role with dedication which leaves me impressed. I know she has the potential to succeed. It's one of the reasons I decided to give her a job. But Gina is against it.Her mother wants me to fire her. That's not going to happen anyways. The harder I try to understand the reason behind Gina's request, I get more confused.Yesterday morning, after the argument we had, I felt it would be wise to have a talk with Gina. I can't just fire Emma because she wants

EmmaThe rotor blades of the helicopter whirs loudly as it touches down on the helipad.It's the first time I'm in a helicopter. At the last minute, Knox changed his mind and decided to use his helicopter.He decided we would use his helicopter because he doesn't want to go through the hassle of checking into the airport to board our flight.Even though my nerves are jittery over flying a helicopter, I don't have a choice. I'm just his executive assistant.A luxurious car pulls up in front of us just as we're stepping down from the helicopter.The driver steps out, gets the door open for Knox and I, then he keeps our bags in the trunk.I ease into the plush leather seat of the car, breathing out. Knox settles beside me, opening his laptop. From where I'm seating I can make out the write-up of a marketing campaign.His jaw is set in hard lines, face etched in deep focus.The driver gets into the car and starts the car, then driving off.I look through the window as the car drives past