All Chapters of My Steprother's Secret Obsession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Since that night, I've done everything I can to stay away from Theo. When he comes home on weekends, I move through the mansion like a ghost, planning every moment to avoid even the slightest chance of our paths crossing. Some weekend, I'll leave the house early and return long after dark. Other times, I seek refuge at Sandra's place and mom doesn't mind at all. And when I have no choice but to be at the mansion, I lock myself in my room just to avoid running into him.I'm ashamed to face him, how can I look into his eyes after what we shared? Even though what happened still fills me with unease, my thoughts keep drifting back to that night. I've dreamed of it more times than I can count. The fever of his lips on mine, how his touch sent shivers through me, and how he slid his fingers in and out of my pussy. He was the first man to be intimate with me like that, and I won't pretend, I didn't just like it. In that moment, I felt more alive than I ever had before,

I was jittery with nerves, but forced myself to walk with steady steps, keeping every trace of nervousness hidden from view. Our rooms were directly across from one another, so a run-in was inevitable, but I couldn't shake the feeling he was plotting something again. My mind raced with ways to get away, but the only plan I could muster was to dart into my room and slam the door behind me. So out of desperation, I quickened my pace, ready to make a break for it but he must have read my thoughts, because he stepped forward and blocked my path in an instant."Wait, wait, wait... Did you really think you could just run off?" He flashed an evil smile, clearly amused by my attempt to escape.He moved closer, and our skin brushed against each other. That familiar electric sensation surged through me once more, a strange pull that seemed to draw me toward him despite myself."What do you want from me?!" I snapped, irritation rising in my voice."Did

I was about to hang back and let his car drive in first to avoid running into him, but to my shock, his vehicle was stalled, two men on a motorcycle had blocked his path, and they looked like they were setting up an ambush.My curiosity got the better of me, and I watched for a moment before moving closer. What could those men possibly want with Theo that they’d corner him like this? Knowing his terrible attitude, it was no surprise he might have enemies. What on earth had he done to make them confront him right at his own home?I saw Theo get out of his car, followed by the two men from the motorcycle. They immediately started arguing, their voices rising like they were about to come to blows and within seconds, punches were flying as they grappled with each other. My heart raced with shock and fear, and without thinking twice, I sprinted toward them.I know I can’t stand the sight of him, can barely even be in the same room without arguing but I’m not heartles

"I don’t think Theo knew them at all," I said quickly, cutting through the silence. "They just came out of nowhere and blocked his path. Right, Theo?" I glanced at him, hoping he’d take the cue. His eyes snapped up to mine, wide with surprise, then flickered with a question I understood perfectly."Y-Yeah… I don’t know them," he managed, his voice short and tight."Maybe they were thieves scoping out the mansion and just got lucky when they ran into Theo," I offered."But that doesn’t make sense," my mother said, her brow furrowed with worry. "It’s barely getting dark, not even midnight. Would they really plan a robbery that  early? Could there be more to this?""Criminals don’t pick convenient times or easy targets," I said gently."You’re right about that," Uncle Greg conceded, though anger still burned in his voice. "But we won’t let this go unpunished. They’ll be found and held responsible for what they did. I’ve

One weekend, I made my way to the kitchen, my craving for ice cream so strong I could almost taste it. I’d specifically asked the helpers to pick up a whole gallon when they did the grocery shopping the day before, and I’d been looking forward to it all day long. But when I stepped inside, there he was,Theo, sitting at the counter with a spoon in hand, digging straight into that very container. My cheeks flared warm in an instant, and I felt oddly self-conscious about even wanting a scoop. He glanced up just then, and must have caught my eyes fixed on the ice cream, because he gave me a curious, questioning look."You want some?" he asked."U-Uh…" I don’t know what came over me. I just stammered, my words getting caught in my throat."Here, take some," he said, moving before I could even answer.To my surprise, he opened a drawer, grabbed a clean bowl and spoon, and carefully scooped out a big helping for me."Come here, take a seat,"