All Chapters of He Chose His Step Mother, I Chose His Uncle: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Lydia," I say, my voice cold. "I see your personality is still as charming as ever." She laughs, stepping into the room. "Oh, save it, Sydney. We all saw the news. The 'happy' press release you put out about that little kiss at the café? Please. Nobody believes you were the woman in those photos.

"You saw it, Deckard! You stood there and saw that... that woman strike me!" Gia screams, her voice hitting a pitch that vibrates in my teeth. She’s gripping her pashmina so hard her knuckles are white. "She’s out of control! You have to find a way to reign her in, or better yet, just leave her. Thr

The morning sun filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Grandmother Newton’s sunroom, giving a beautiful shimmer to the floral patterns of the upholstery. I am kneeling on the plush rug at Grandmother’s feet, my fingers steady as I adjust the brim of her favorite silk hat. She is insistent

My apartment feels hollow. Maybe from my nerves, or from the fact that I've still not filled up the space yet, but it certainly feels very hollow. Deckard... Deckard... Deckard. That unholy motherfucker. I run my hands through my hair as I pace the length of the living room, his threats still r

The steam from my coffee rises in lazy curls, disappearing into the air of my living room. I’m staring at a piece of burnt toast, my appetite non-existent after the nightmare of Deckard’s late-night visit. My lips still feel scorched, not from passion, but from the sheer violation of that kiss. How