All Chapters of He Chose His Step Mother, I Chose His Uncle: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I’m sitting on a small ottoman near the edge of the set, picking at my donut, when the temperature in the room seems to drop ten degrees. I don't even have to look up to know why because a familiar designer perfume assaults my senses. Georgia saunters in, her eyes darting around the room looking fo

Oh... fuck. That’s the only thought that manages to claw its way through the white noise of my panic as I look up at the gallery. Tobias Moore is leaning over the railing, staring down at me with complete disgust. I’m standing in a pile of crushed flowers, my chest heaving, and for a second, I fee

I walk back into the main hub of the studio, to find Sydney standing near the monitors, looking smaller than usual against the backdrop of the massive lighting rigs. "I’m leaving," I say, stopping a few feet away. I'm not entirely sure why I felt the need to tell her that. Usually, I just disappea

Suddenly, the library is silent. I’m flushed against him, my hands resting on his shoulders for balance. He’s looking down at me, the tip of his nose brushing against mine. I can feel the warmth of his skin, the faint scent of expensive scotch and sandalwood fanning over my face. Our breaths are in

Deckard doesn't even look at her. He doesn't acknowledge the room at all. He just stares at me, his eyes rimmed with red. As I slide out of the booth to stand up and leave, he reaches out and grabs my hand. Then, he does the unthinkable. He slides out of the booth as well and drops to his knees on