All Chapters of Trapped By My Stepfather Charm: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Our breaths were ragged, heavy and frantic in the deep silence of the bedroom.He pulled his head back slightly, gazing down at me with gray eyes entirely consumed by a haze of passion. His face was flushed, a thin sheen of sweat glistening near his temples. His hand slid higher beneath my shirt, gripping my waist with possessive intensity."Tell me you don't want any man but me, Selena," Alexander whispered against my wet, flushed lips.I could no longer think straight. The heat of his hand against my back shattered my last line of defense. I could only nod slowly, pulling myself closer until there was no space left between our chests."I only want you, Alexander," I breathlessy countered, my voice trembling between ragged gasps.That answer seemed to ignite something wild inside him. He gripped my waist tighter and flipped our positions in one swift motion. Now, I was lying flat on my back against the plush mattress, with Alexander pinning me completely beneath him. The heavy weight

My heart practically stopped beating. Mrs. Karin’s question hit me like a sledgehammer, making my joints instantly turn to jelly. The lingering scent of Alexander’s masculine cologne still drifted through the stuffy bedroom air. I gripped the doorframe with trembling fingers, fighting with everything I had to keep from collapsing right in front of her."Of course not, Mrs. Karin. Why on earth would Mr. Alexander be in my room at this hour?" The words tumbled out of my mouth. I forced my voice to sound raspy and thick, mimicking someone who had just been jolted awake from a deep sleep. I locked eyes with her, trying to read any underlying suspicion. Out of the corner of my eye, I stole a quick glance at the bed behind me, terrified that the wrinkled sheets or messy pillows would catch the sharp-eyed head housekeeper's attention."I am so sorry, Miss Selena. I panicked," Mrs. Karin said, her breath still coming in short gasps. Her usually composed face was deathly pale, and the hand hol

"You are insane, Alexander. Let me go."I shoved his hand away the moment the thick door to Alexander’s private study in the west wing clicked shut. My breath hitched, my chest heaving as raw emotion surged straight to my head."Keep your voice down, Selena. Your mother is upstairs," Alexander said coldly.He stepped forward calmly, closing the distance between us. His expressionless face only terrified me more."How can I stay calm? Mother knows everything. She knows about the recording, she knows you came into my room." My voice dropped to a hysterical whisper. I backed away until my lower spine hit the edge of the heavy wooden desk. "Both of you are insane. She's insane, and so are you.""Your mother knows nothing about what is actually happening between us," Alexander cut in sharply.Before I could move out of reach, his hands gripped my waist, lifting me slightly and setting me down onto the cool wooden desk. He positioned his broad frame firmly between my knees, trapping me so t

"Let go of me, Alexander. Mrs. Karin could come back here any second," I whispered. My voice trembled as I held my breath, feeling his grip on my chin tighten.Alexander paid no attention to my words. Instead, he closed the distance between us, bringing his face so close I could feel the warm brush of his breath against my cheek."Let her see us," Alexander said coldly. "Do you really think I care about Mrs. Karin, or even Mother?""This is an open kitchen," I insisted, grabbing his wrist in a futile attempt to push him away. "Don't be insane.""I despise it when you pretend to be a submissive little daughter in front of Helena, Selena," Alexander whispered right against my lips. His left hand slid behind my waist, pinning my body against the edge of the kitchen counter. "Upstairs, you were on the verge of giving in to me. Stop acting as if you don't want this."My cheeks burned red. I turned my head aside, refusing to meet the dark eyes that seemed capable of reading my every fear.A

"I'm going back to my room," I whispered softly, breaking the silence that hung over us.Alexander's hand was still wrapped around my wrist. His thumb stroked my skin gently before he finally let go."Go sleep," Alexander said briefly. "Don't come back out until morning."I didn't answer. I stood up from the sofa, turned around, and walked quickly out of the study. My steps echoed down the dim hallway until I was back inside my own room. As soon as the door was locked tight, I rested my back against it, letting my pounding chest gradually settle.I couldn't sleep well that night. My mind kept spinning back to Alexander sprawled on the study sofa, his hesitant excuse, and the way he looked at me in the dark.At six-thirty in the morning, my phone alarm rang. I quickly showered and put on a casual shirt and jeans for campus. When I went downstairs, the house was still quiet.Right at seven, the rumble of a motorcycle engine sounded from the front gate. I walked quickly toward the side d