All Chapters of Breeding His Stepdaughter : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Monalisa’s heart hammered wildly as Lucian walked away after seeing her and Damien.She leaned against the wall, breathing hard, her mind racing. The look in Lucian’s eyes, that knowing, slightly suspicious glance had sent a chill down her spine. How much had he seen? How long could they keep pretending?Damien’s hand on her arm brought her back to reality. “Go to your room,” he whispered urgently. “I’ll handle this.”Monalisa nodded and slipped away, her legs shaky as she returned to her bedroom. She closed the door and leaned against it, trying to calm her racing heart. The guilt, the fear, and the lingering pleasure from earlier mixed into a confusing storm inside her.She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her hands. The marks on her body were hidden, but the memory of Damien’s touch was still fresh. How had things gotten so complicated so quickly? She had gone from believing she was broken to being completely addicted to her stepfather’s dominance. And now Lucian was here, ma

Monalisa stood at the front door of the mansion, her heart racing as Sophie’s car pulled up the driveway. She had tried to discourage her best friend from visiting, but Sophie had insisted, saying she missed her and wanted to see the “famous Voss mansion” for herself. Now, as Sophie stepped out of the car wearing a short, revealing red dress that hugged her curves and showed plenty of cleavage, Monalisa felt a wave of anxiety.“Wow, this place is huge!, it has gotten better than it was the last time I visited.” Sophie exclaimed, hugging Monalisa tightly. “You’ve been hiding in paradise all this time?”Monalisa forced a smile. “It’s just a house, come on in.”They spent the afternoon catching up in the garden. Sophie was in high spirits, laughing and chatting about campus gossip, boys, and her latest crush. Monalisa tried to enjoy the normalcy, but every laugh felt weighted with her secrets. Sophie kept bringing up Damien, saying how hot he was and how lucky Monalisa was to live with h

Monalisa woke up slowly, her body heavy and deliciously used. She was still in Damien’s massive bed, the silk sheets tangled around her naked form. The faint ache between her thighs and the sticky warmth leaking onto her skin brought back vivid memories of the night before, how Damien had fucked her for hours, growling filthy breeding commands while he emptied himself inside her again and again. She reached out, but the other side of the bed was empty. A note lay on the pillow in Damien’s bold handwriting: “Be a good girl today, princess. Come straight home after classes. Daddy will be waiting.”A shiver ran down her spine, even his note made her wet. She showered quickly, wincing at the dark hickeys on her breasts and inner thighs. No amount of makeup was going to hide all of them. She chose a modest cream blouse and a knee-length skirt, hoping it would be enough to look innocent for school.At campus, the world felt different. Her senses were sharper than usual. She could smell the

Monalisa spent the entire next day at school in a fog. Her body still carried the marks and the feel of Damien’s punishing claim from the night before, but her mind kept drifting back to that stolen kiss with Lucian in the living room. The gentle way his lips had moved against hers, so different from Damien’s dominating hunger. The guilt was eating her alive, her royal bloodline powers were growing stronger. During a quiet moment in the library, she accidentally knocked over a stack of books without touching them. The librarian gave her a strange look as the books settled neatly back into place. Monalisa quickly left, heart racing. Sophie cornered her after their last class.“You’re hiding something big,” Sophie said, arms crossed. “And I’m not leaving until you tell me at least part of it.”“I can’t,” Monalisa whispered. “It’s complicated and dangerous.”Sophie hugged her tightly. “Just be careful. Those Voss men… they’re not normal. Something’s off about that whole family.”*****W

Monalisa felt like she was losing her mind. Ever since the night with Lucian, everything felt off. Her body was overly sensitive, her emotions swung wildly between crushing guilt, lingering pleasure, and a strange restless energy she couldn’t explain. Strange things kept happening around her, doors closing on their own when she got angry, objects shifting slightly when her heart raced. She thought she was imagining it at first, but it was happening too often now.At school, the confusion only grew worse. Ryan cornered her again near the parking lot after her last class, his face twisted with bitterness.“You think you’re special now, huh?” he sneered. “Fucking your stepfather like a little whore. I know Damien paid me for years to keep other guys away from you. He’s been obsessed with you since you were a teenager. Ask him about your mother’s real death while you’re at it.”The anger that exploded inside Monalisa was overwhelming. For a split second, she felt something hot surge throu