All Chapters of My Stepfather, My Ruin: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Nicole Harper~•~It was my second time in Talia’s house but it still mesmerized me anyway. Everything just seemed so luxurious. The wealth gap between the two of us was glaringly obvious, especially in her house, but she managed to bridge it whenever she opened her mouth to speak.We were walking towards the staircase when we heard footsteps coming down. I looked up just in time to see her brother, Julian, at the foot of the stairs. He was dressed casually in a pair of joggers and a plain black shirt.He paused when he saw us, blinking in surprise. “Nicole? Tristan’s lady, right?”My entire body flushed.I knew his friends were aware of me. I’d eaten with them and everything, but I’d only met the man once. Well, twice if we counted the time I was peeping at them when they came to Tristan’s place for barbecue, but that was besides the point. Hearing his friends refer to me as his filled me with surprising relief. He’d told me he wanted me. He’d told me he liked me even, but hearing h

Nicole Harper~•~Talia and I didn’t have a sleepover. She just enjoyed having me in her house apparently and when it was time to sleep, she put me in a guest room. I didn’t mind because I liked the space.When I called Tristan later that night and told him I was at Talia’s, he told me he knew. I figured his friend must have informed him but the curt replies he gave me made me wonder if he didn’t want me to get entangled with his life this much.Sure, it was his friend’s house but Talia was also my friend and it was her house too. I wasn’t trying to intrude on his personal life or anything. I made an excuse to hang up and called Rhea instead, inviting her to the party. After she confirmed her attendance, I called Clara. She said she was going to think about it, so I just turned off my phone and forced myself to sleep.Talia dragged me shopping the next morning before I could start to dwell on the fact that Tristan hadn’t texted me that morning. He usually texted me good morning every

Nicole Harper~•~I pressed the keycard against the door and heard the click of it opening.I took a deep breath before pulling on the handle of the door and pushing it open. The room was dark when I stepped into it. I frowned immediately.“Tristan?” I called out cautiously.There was no response.The room was huge, illuminated only by the city lights pouring through the open floor-to-ceiling windows. The bed was untouched. No sound came from the bathroom either. My irritation flared instantly.He sent Sebastian to drag me away from the party with a damn hotel keycard and then he wasn’t even here? I spun around, already deciding to leave, but the door suddenly opened behind me.I startled.Tristan stepped inside, loosening the tie around his neck with one hand before his eyes landed on me. Relief flickered across his face as if he wasn’t expecting me to actually come. His gaze slowly dragged down my body, then his jaw clenched. “You came.”“Well, clearly.” I folded my arms across my

Nicole Harper~•~Tristan and I were having an affair. It was forbidden. It was illicit. It was meant to stay under wraps. How the hell did we start talking about pregnancy?“If the test says positive, we can go back together and talk to Lily. I’m sure she won’t make it that big of a deal.” Tristan carried on.“If I go and tell her I’m pregnant for her husband, she won’t think it’s a big deal?” I asked him just so he could hear how ridiculous it sounded.“She won’t. She knows I’m seeing someone else.”“Does she know that someone else is her daughter?” I arched an eyebrow. “Wait, what even makes you certain that I’m going to keep it?”Tristan’s face fell. “You’re not keeping the baby?”“Hold on. What baby even?” This conversation was getting ridiculous by the minute. “I’m not even pregnant. Why are we discussing a nonexistent baby?”“Wait, you’re not pregnant?”“No!” I cried. “Why would I be?”“But your period?”“I got it after I left.”“Oh.” He looked like he didn’t know what to do wi

Nicole Harper~•~Even if I had no intention of publicizing my relationship with Tristan, I started looking for new jobs anyway.He was right. It was much easier to explain a family problem than an office one. We could easily tell others it wasn’t their business when it came to our… family.But if I was dating my boss who was also my stepfather, I didn’t need anyone to tell me I’d be kicked out of the office in a second. I didn’t know what would happen to Tristan’s career, but I knew it wouldn’t be good.Unlike the time I was applying for jobs fresh out of college, I got a few responses. I didn’t know if it was because I now had six months of experience working or if it was because there was no influx of fresh graduates, but I was happy about it.I even had an interview in a week, which was on a workday, but it was fine. I was just going to take a sick day off.“I can’t believe I won’t be able to see you through my office anymore,” Tristan murmured, wrapping his arms around my neck an