All Chapters of Trapped By My Stepfather Charm: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"She is absolutely impossible, Alexander. I don't know what else to do about that stubborn attitude of hers,” Mother complained from the living room.I stopped in the hallway after quietly closing the front door behind me. It was already late at night. I had just returned from spending time with some of my old friends. Instead of heading straight upstairs, I froze behind a pillar when I heard my name. Mother looked distressed, while Alexander sat calmly on the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand.“Just got home, Selena? Do you know what time it is?” Alexander interrupted suddenly, his gaze immediately locking onto me as I stepped into view.I walked into the living room lazily, crossing my arms over my chest.“You're not blind. There's a clock on the wall. Why don't you look and see what time it is yourself?”“Selena, where have you been, sweetheart? Why are you only getting home at this hour?” Mother asked, clearly worried.“That's none of your business. You should focus on your new h

"What the hell did you do to me?!"My voice shrilled, shattering the quiet of his study as I slammed the door hard enough to rattle against the wall.I stood in the doorway, bracing myself against the teak frame. I gripped the wood with everything I had. My head throbbed violently, as if hit by a blunt object. My vision blurred slightly, and the residual nausea from last night still lingered at the back of my throat. This morning, when I woke up in my own bed, my heart nearly stopped. An unfamiliar, oversized t-shirt was draped over my body, replacing the party dress from the night before. Fragmented memories of Alexander carrying me into the house replayed in my mind, triggering a wave of disgust and a burning rage in my chest. This was too much. This was assault.Alexander, who was putting away some documents into his leather briefcase, stopped what he was doing immediately. He straightened up, turned around, and looked at me with a completely blank, innocent expression."You're awa

"Where are my car keys?”My voice rose sharply in the main corridor of the campus, which was crowded with students walking back and forth. I stared coldly at the two men in black suits standing rigidly near the large bulletin board. Albert and Doni. Two broad-shouldered bodyguards sent by Alexander, who had been stationed outside my dorm room since six o’clock this morning.“Your vehicle has been returned to the main residence on Master Alexander’s orders, Miss Selena,” Albert said, his expression completely blank.“You’ve gone too far. This is campus. Don’t embarrass me in front of everyone,” I hissed, trying to keep my voice low enough not to draw too much attention. But several passing students had already begun whispering and glancing in our direction.“We are only carrying out orders,” Doni replied softly, but with unquestionable finality.“Orders to humiliate me? Standing here like statues makes everyone think I’ve committed a crime or that I’m some rich man’s mistress. Get your

An eerie silence crept over the water once more, leaving only the sound of our ragged, racing breaths. My heart hammered so violently that I could feel its echo vibrating against my ribs. The positioning of my hand, trapped against his groin, felt like a branding iron on my skin, even though we were both submerged in the chilly pool water.Alexander refused to break eye contact. His eyes, usually as cold as ice, now gleamed with a dark, suffocating dominance that threatened to shatter the last of my defenses."Answer me, Selena," he whispered. His voice was hoarse, so close that the wet tip of his nose brushed against mine. "Where did all that confidence go? The same confidence you were flaunting in front of your friends just a moment ago?""Al, Alexander, let go. This is wrong," I whimpered. Tears of panic mixed with the pool water and began to well in the corners of my eyes. My initial plan to provoke him had backfired, turning into a trap that was now ready to destroy me."Wrong?"

I walked with trembling steps toward the edge of the bed, sitting down just as he ordered. I gripped the hem of my silk pajamas, refusing to look up.Alexander stepped closer. His heavy footsteps fell with an even, measured rhythm against the hardwood floor, a sound that played with my mind. He stopped right in front of me, cutting off the remaining air in the room."Look at me, Selena," he commanded coldly.I stayed still, keeping my head down. But Alexander did not tolerate defiance. His long, cold fingers gripped my chin, forcing my face up until my eyes were locked with his dark gaze."Do you think I am blind?" he hissed, his voice so quiet yet miles more terrifying. "I made the rules in this house very clear. No other men are allowed here when I am away. And what do you do? You throw a party. You invite those bastards into my home."His grip on my chin dropped. Instead of pulling away, Alexander sat down right beside me, closing the distance until I could smell his sharp, masculi