Semua Bab Her Stepfather’s Obsession : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Maria’s POVI walked into the storage room to look for an old art work Stacy had asked me to dust, but instead I found Mr. Sebastian buried deep inside his own stepdaughter, her legs wrapped around him like she’d die without it.The sight rooted me to the spot. Charlotte’s back arched violently against the wall, her skirt hiked up around her waist exposing everything, mouth stretched open in a silent scream of pleasure as his big hand clamped tightly over her lips.They didn’t even notice me when I walked in.His pants were down, I could see everything. The wet sounds, the smell of sweat and sex, the way her nails dug into his shoulders. It was raw. Desperate. Wrong in every way.I wanted to scream. Or drop the basket and run to Mrs. Stacy. Instead I just stood there, heart hammering so loud I thought they’d hear it. Charlotte’s eyes flew open first. Wide. Guilty. Sebastian turned his head slowly, like he didn’t want the moment they were having to end. His face went pale under the fl

Sebastian’s POVCharlotte stopped coming to me completely after I pushed her away, and the silence was driving me insane.I missed her tight body and eager submission more than I wanted to admit.It’s been three days. Three days of nothing. No brushes in the hallway. No short skirts. No late-night texts that made my cock ache. The house felt too quiet. Too normal. I missed having her sneak up on me. I buried myself in work, answered Stacy’s calls about company dinners, and played the good husband. But every time I closed my eyes I saw Charlotte bent over my desk, skirt flipped up, pussy dripping while I fucked her like I hated how much I needed her.I tried to fight it. Sat in my office with the door locked, staring at spreadsheets until I got tired and retired to bed.My cock didn’t care. It reminded me of every memorable time I had with her. Such a sweet girl. My cock was hard and heavy, pressing against my zipper until I finally gave in.The tablet was right there. I opened her h

The new woman I started chatting with online was exactly what I needed. She’s the perfect excuse to forget Charlotte. She knew all the filthy things I craved, but something about her descriptions and the way she wrote “Daddy” felt dangerously close to home.I was supposed to be working. Instead I kept refreshing the dating app, waiting for her next message. The way I anticipated her message. Because of how it made my cock twitch every time. She called me Daddy without me even asking. Told me how she wanted to be choked while getting fucked from behind. How she’d let an older man breed her deep and keep every drop. I matched her energy. Told her I’d pin her down and fill her until she couldn’t walk. Sent a picture of my hand, fingers spread, no face. She replied with one of her own pictures. Soft curves. A black collar tight around her throat. The angle hid her face but something about the line of her neck made my stomach flip. I pushed the thought away and kept typing. I didn’t w

Maria’s POVI followed Charlotte to that hotel out of worry, she’s been behaving strange lately. But what I saw when she came home surprised me.She had fresh bruises on her thighs and neck, which confirmed my worst fears and forced me to make a choice I never wanted.A cab dropped her off just after midnight. I watched from the side entrance, scared for what Charlotte is turning into.She sneaked into the house but from how she walked it felt like she’s been manhandled. She was almost limping. I’d have sworn she was raped. When she stepped into the living room and turned the light on, I saw marks on her body.There were dark fingerprints on her inner thighs. A purple color that formed a ring around her neck. She tried to pull her coat to cover up but it was too late.I already saw what I needed to see.I waited until morning. Yet I couldn't sleep. When she came down for coffee wearing a sweater on a hot morning, I pulled her into the pantry and closed the door. “Miss Charlotte. Thos

Sebastian’s POVCharlotte slowly became my addiction, and no matter how many times I told myself to stop, I kept meeting her in secret. I was beginning to lose focus at work and risking everything I’d built.At night when I sleep with Stacy snoring beside me, all I think about is Charlotte walking around the house with skimpy dresses, bending down knowing she’s not wearing any panties so I can see those fleshy clit I’m crazy about. I remember my secretary calling my attention while she was discussing with me. “ Mr. Lorrian. Mr. Lorrian. Sir!” She tapped me.“Oh sorry, what were you saying ?”“Sir, are you okay? I could come back if you want.”“Oh no, continue… sorry I got distracted.” I tried convincing her but the way she looked at me. It’s like she didn’t believe me. She could tell my mind was elsewhereEarlier when I attended a meeting with some of my executives concerning a project we are working on. I sat at the head of the table, nodding at what they were saying without making