All Chapters of My Stepsister, My Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Sam headed into the living room after a quick shower, only to find Monica setting the table for breakfast, wearing a black satin nightgown that barely covered anything.He approached her from behind and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, inhaling the sweet scent of vanilla radiating from her freshly washed hair. He turned her around to face him, then gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face. “You were incredible,” he murmured.A slow smile spread across her face as she looped her arms around his neck. “I was trying to make up for how much I missed you while you were gone,” she said, her eyes locked onto his. “Promise me you won't ever be away from me like that again.”“Baby, believe me, it's out of my hands,” he pleaded softly. “You know I'm carrying the entire company on my shoulders right now.”Her expression darkened instantly, and she yanked her hands away from him. “The problem isn't just you traveling away from me, Sam. The real issue is that you barely pay any

1:00 a.m.Monica had been tossing and turning in bed for over an hour, unable to fall asleep. She didn't know what was wrong with her lately. It was as though sleep had abandoned her.She had returned to the mansion at around eight that evening after spending the entire day with Sam.The moment she stepped through the front door, her mother launched into a lecture, sternly warning her never to stay out overnight again, even if she was with Sam.She had started to feel as though her mother no longer trusted anyone to protect her except Marcello. Him alone. The irony of it all wasn't lost on her. Silvia had never been the type to place her trust in anyone outside their small family. So what made Marcello different? It wasn't just ironic. It genuinely puzzled her.Even so, she couldn't deny how safe she felt with him too. It was a different kind of safety, one she couldn't quite explain. Perhaps there was a perfectly reasonable explanation. He was her personal bodyguard. Feeling safe w

As his lips touched hers, a powerful shiver passed through her body, melting away the last lingering traces of her hesitation. Instinctively, her hands reached out to grip his shirt, and that sign was enough for him to know she didn't want him to stop, so he finally took her lips between his and kissed her.The kiss began with a light, exploratory touch, softly tasting the curve of her upper lip with extreme delicacy. Unhurried, he wanted to relish every touch and every moment with her, fully aware that he might never get another chance to kiss her again.Cupping her face in his hands, he tilted his head, pulling her into a deeper kiss. He parted from her upper lip and took the lower one gently between his, drawing it in with a slow, lingering pull.Closing her eyes, she surrendered completely to the feeling, as if the world around them had simply faded away. There was only the feel of his lips against hers and her soft, muffled moans, each one stoking his desire further until he fi