All Chapters of My Stepfather, My Ruin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nicole Harper~•~I wasn’t exaggerating when I said Tristan was dedicated to ruining my life.The man had promised to supervise me personally and it was the worst thing that could ever happen between us. He didn’t know what space meant.He’s put me directly in front of his office where he could watch me whenever he liked, but I couldn’t watch him because my back was to him and if I deliberately turned around, I’d be caught before I even set eyes on him.There was also the fact that other employees had their desks close to mine. I couldn’t do anything stupid or reckless when it came to him, but he could lean close enough for me to smell his cologne. He could place both arms around me with the excuse of showing me how something worked on my computer. He could even call me to his office for the most random thing.And everyone noticed.For the first week, they were cautious around me, each of them staring at me like I was committing a crime when Tristan was the reason for every bit of pro

Nicole Harper~•~I felt awfully empty after they both left.I didn’t know if Tristan had gone back to his office since I couldn’t see through the glass but I didn’t stay to find out. I just packed up my stuff and left.In the elevator, I called Rhea again. My phone had only suffered a crack from the fall thankfully.“Holy shit, Nicole,” she started as she answered the call. “You just left me hanging. Was it him?”“Yes,” I groaned.“And he heard everything?” She sounded excited.“Every single word, Rhea.”“What did he say? Did he do anything?”As my mind drifted back to the conversation we had at my desk, I felt heat go straight to my core. I could still feel his fingers in me. Well, that was until I recalled how he abandoned me when I was close.“He’s an asshole,” I grunted. “I don’t want to talk about him.”She didn’t press forward. “Well, we can always talk about him later. I can visit you tomorrow if you won’t be busy.”“Are you sure you just don’t want a reason to run into him?”

Tristan Michelson~•~My mouth parted in disbelief as she walked out the door, deliberately swaying her hips.A scoff escaped my lips. Nicole was an interesting woman. She was feisty. She was exactly the kind of woman that appealed to me. I just didn’t think she held grudges and would leave me hard and aching in the middle of sex.I stared at the closed door for several long seconds, my cock still throbbing angrily against my stomach, slick with her release and my own precum.She’d played me.She didn’t just play me, she’d outplayed me.I dragged a hand down my face, let out a low, humorless laugh, then gripped myself roughly once, twice, trying to take the edge off. It didn’t work. Every stroke only reminded me of her tight heat, the way she’d clenched around me, the little gasps she couldn’t hide. I stopped before I embarrassed myself further and went straight to the bathroom for a cold shower.The water was icy. I stood under it until my teeth chattered and my erection finally gave

Tristan Michelson~•~Like Sebastian, Nico, and I always said, Julian was always right.He’d told me my plan would backfire and only a few days later, the girl was prepping to go on a date. It unsettled me. I felt like going into her room to stop her, to bend her over her bed and remind her that her body was made for me, but that would be unreasonable, wouldn’t it?I could barely concentrate during my shower. All I could think about was Nicole sitting across from another man, that was only if they went for dinner though, her laughing at something he said. Had she ever laughed to my face? I didn’t know what her laugh sounded like when she wasn’t being sarcastic.I finished showering, wore a plain shirt and a pair of black joggers, and opened my room door just in time to see her coming out of her room. I paused. She didn’t.She was putting on a little top that was tied at her neck and her back, her jean skirt barely reached mid-thigh and she had ankle boots on. She looked good, but it

Nicole Harper ~•~I whirled around, taken aback, but in the darkness, I could make out Tristan’s figure. He was leaning against the kitchen island, arms folded across his chest with his eyes pinned on me. “Can you learn to make some noise when you walk?” I hissed out. For a man as big as him, he was so stealthy that it was scary and he used that talent to sneak up on me every time.“Did your date go well?” He asked instead of replying to my question.“Yes,” I gritted out. The good thing was that I wasn’t lying. I had enjoyed Mike’s presence. Things were very easy with him and if we continued like this, it would not be long before I eventually fell for him and would not have to deal with this brooding jealous man.“Yeah?” He took a step closer and I instinctively took one back. “So you weren’t thinking of me the entire time you sat with him?” My lips parted but no words came out. He took that as an answer. “You weren’t thinking of my fingers inside you? My mouth?”I glared at him, no