All Chapters of Trapped By My Stepfather Charm: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Stay away from me, Alexander. Ahhh...uhhh...""Isn’t this what you wanted, Selena?"The touch at the base of my thighs felt increasingly insistent, pressing gently yet firmly until all my defences crumbled to pieces. Alexander gave my common sense not a moment’s respite to return. Every brush of his rough skin against my exposed silk pyjamas sent a wave of heat that centred directly in the pit of my stomach."Ooohhh!" I let out a long moan, tilting my head back as his lips moved away from my neck, travelling down to lick and nibble gently at my pubic bone. "Stop... I can’t take any more..."That mixture of pain and pleasure made my fingers clench tightly around the black T-shirt he was wearing, pulling his sturdy body so that he pressed himself even more tightly against me on the bed.“You’re trembling, Selena,” he whispered hoarsely; his ragged breath felt scorching against the exposed skin of my chest.He looked up, gazing at me with eyes that had lost all their calm—filled with a

The reckless speed of the car blurred the scenery outside the window into a smear of colors. I gripped the seatbelt tightly, fighting the tremor of rage that had risen all the way to my throat."We aren't going home," I hissed, realizing the route Alexander was taking was completely unfamiliar. "Where are you taking me, Alexander?!""To a place where you can take responsibility for your actions," he replied coldly without looking over. His focus remained on the road, but his grip on the steering wheel was so tight that his knuckles turned white. "A place where you will finally learn to listen.""I am not your slave!" I screamed, glaring at the side of his face with absolute hatred. "You think you can just lock me away after causing a scene in my class? My professor knows you took me by force. The second I call Mom.""Go ahead and call her," he cut in smoothly, but his calm demeanor was far more intimidating than a shout. "Your phone is in my pocket. And even if you manage to speak wit

Alexander's question felt like a sudden slap, jolting me back to my senses. The heat on my face rushed down to my neck. It was no longer from that strange, internal flutter, but from the raw, suffocating feeling of being backed into a corner."Don't flatter yourself," I snapped, trying to steady my wavering voice. "I'm just wishing time would move faster so I can get out of this cramped room. Away from you."Alexander didn't answer with words. He merely raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as if he knew exactly that I was lying to save face. He turned his attention back to his laptop screen, letting the heavy silence creep back into the space between us.I let out a slow breath, forcing my focus back to the sheets of paper in front of me. My heart was still beating a little faster than normal, but I compelled my fingers to keep moving, ignoring the existence of the man sitting just three feet away.An hour passed in tense, quiet monotony. My back began to

"You're lying," I said, straining to push Alexander's broad chest away from my face.My strength meant absolutely nothing. He remained completely unmoved, trapping me against the closed door of his private office. We were so close that the warmth radiating from him only made my nerves spike further."Why would I lie to you, Selena?" Alexander whispered directly into my ear."My mother would never do that. She is my mother," my voice shook, my defenses crumbling under the weight of his words. I was genuinely terrified that she might throw me away for the sake of the business.Alexander suddenly pulled his head back. A second later, a soft, low chuckle escaped his lips. The suffocating tension that had filled the room melted away instantly, replaced by a rare, amused expression on his handsome face."You should have seen your own face just now," Alexander said as he took a step back, finally giving me space to breathe. "You are far too easy to scare.""So, you were just lying to me?" I

"How long are you going to fight with that seatbelt, Selena?" Alexander's low voice broke the silence inside the car cabin.I startled, my trembling hands growing even clumsier as I fumbled with the metal tongue of the seatbelt. The thing completely refused to click into its slot, as if it were cooperating with him just to make me look foolish in front of this man."It's stuck," I muttered, trying to hide the blatant nervousness in my voice.Alexander let out a short sigh. Before I could even react, his large frame leaned toward me. The scent of his masculine cologne immediately enveloped me, thick and dominant in the narrow space between us. My heart hammered wildly, feeling as if it might jump straight out of my chest with his face only a few inches away from my cheek.Alexander's large hand reached over, taking the seatbelt from my grasp. The back of his hand brushed against my fingers, sending a warm jolt through me that made me reflexively hold my breath. With one effortless moti