Forbidden Pleasures
My Stepbrothers 15
The Spy in the House The victory of my mother’s final departure had felt short-lived. For a few beautiful days, the mansion became our true sanctuary. Richard spent most of his time at the office, leaving Mike, Logan, and me with long stretches of privacy. We no longer had to sneak around as frantically. I slept in the master bedroom with them almost every night, waking up tangled between their warm, powerful bodies. Their touches grew bolder, more possessive, as if they were finally claiming the house and me as theirs. But my mother had never been one to let go quietly. Unknown to us, she had paid one of the newer housekeepers, a quiet, middle-aged woman named Margaret, a large sum of money to stay on staff and report everything that happened inside the mansion. Margaret moved through the house like a ghost, always polite, always watching. On a warm Saturday afternoon, Richard was away for a business meeting in the city. Mike, Loga
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