All Chapters of Unholy Fantasies: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 2: Tension at Dinner. Harper's POV: I spent the next two hours in my room, unpacking slowly even though I didn’t have much. Most of my things were still in boxes back at the apartment I used to share with my ex-husband. Coming back here with only two suitcases felt pathetic, but I didn’t have the energy to care. The room still smelled faintly of the lavender linen spray my mother used to use when I was younger. It was strange being back in this house as an adult. Everything felt smaller, yet somehow more intimidating. I changed into something simple — a soft cream sweater and black leggings — and stared at myself in the mirror for a long time. My face looked tired. My eyes were dull. I looked like someone who had been through a war and lost. At exactly 7:30, there was a soft knock on my door. “Harper?” It was Colton’s voice. “Dinner’s ready.” I took a deep breath before answering. “Okay. I’m coming.” When I stepped out into the hallway, he was still standing

Chapter 4: Risky Encounters.I barely slept that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Colton’s mouth on mine again — the warmth of his lips, the way his hand had gripped the back of my neck, the low sound he made when I kissed him back. I kept replaying the moment in the laundry room over and over, and every time I did, a wave of guilt and heat would roll through me.*He’s your stepfather.*The thought kept circling in my head, but it didn’t stop the ache between my legs or the way my body reacted every time I remembered how he tasted.By morning, I was a mess of nerves.I stayed in my room as long as I could, only coming downstairs when I heard my mother’s voice in the kitchen. I told myself I needed to act normal. If I avoided Colton, it would only make things more suspicious.When I walked into the kitchen, he was already there.He was standing at the counter pouring coffee, dressed in dark slacks and a fitted navy shirt with the sleeves rolled up. The moment our eyes met, s

Chapter 6: Deeper Fall.The four days my mother was away passed in a blur of sex, sleep, and stolen moments that felt both thrilling and terrifying.After that first night in Colton’s bed, something between us shifted. The guilt was still there — heavy and persistent — but it was slowly being drowned out by something stronger. Need. Connection. A dangerous kind of happiness.We didn’t leave the house much. Colton took time off work, and I had no job or responsibilities pulling me away. We spent most of our time in his bedroom, in the living room, or in the kitchen. He cooked for me. I helped. We talked for hours — about my failed marriage, his relationship with my mother, his time in the Marines, and the quiet loneliness he had been carrying for years.But mostly, we fucked.He took me in ways that made me feel completely owned. Sometimes slow and deep, with him whispering how perfect I felt wrapped around him. Other times rough and demanding, bending me over the kitchen counter or

Chapter 8: Almost Caught.The house had become our secret world over the past two weeks.Ever since my mother’s last business trip, Colton and I had grown bolder. We were still careful, but the fear of getting caught had slowly turned into a dangerous thrill. We had sex in the living room while she was upstairs on a call, in the garage while she was in the kitchen, and once — recklessly — in the hallway outside her bedroom door while she slept.Every time we got away with it, the risk only made us want each other more.Today, we thought we had the house to ourselves.My mother had left early that morning for what was supposed to be a two-day conference in Chicago. Colton had even double-checked her calendar to be sure. The moment her car pulled out of the driveway, he came to my room.He didn’t say anything when he walked in. He simply locked the door, crossed the room, and kissed me like he had been waiting all morning to do it. Within minutes, my clothes were on the floor and he had

Chapter 10: Complete Surrender.My mother left for another business trip on a Friday morning.This time, she would be gone for five full days. The longest she had been away since I moved back home. When she kissed Colton goodbye at the door, I stood a few feet away, my heart pounding so hard I was afraid she would hear it.“Take care of Harper while I’m gone,” she told him.Colton’s hand rested lightly on her waist as he kissed her cheek. “I will.”His eyes met mine over her shoulder for half a second. Something dark and knowing passed between us.The moment her car disappeared down the driveway, the house felt different. Heavier. More alive.Colton turned to look at me. We stood in the foyer in silence for a few long seconds.Then he spoke.“Come here.”I walked into his arms without hesitation.He held me tightly, one hand cradling the back of my head while the other rested on my lower back. I buried my face in his chest and breathed him in.“I’ve been waiting for this,” he murmured