Semua Bab Her Stepfather’s Obsession : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Sebastian’s POVThe hotel clerk or do I say cleaner held up his phone with a clear photo of me fucking my stepdaughter against the wall, and the only thing I could think was how much it would cost to keep Stacy from ever seeing it.Charlotte warned me that the hotel was too cheap and lacked security but I ignored her since that was the only hotel that’s hidden and close to both my company.I stood in the doorway of Room 214, pants still half-zipped, the smell of sex thick in the air behind me.Charlotte sat on the bed wrapped in a sheet, eyes wide. When the thin looking hotel staff with the name tag “Anthony” kept the screen directly facing me.There we were. Clear as day. Her legs around my waist. My hand on her throat. We could pass for porn stars. “Twenty thousand dollars,” he mentioned the figures calmly like he knew my account balance. “And I want it in cash… you have just one hour. Or these will go to your wife and every contact I can dig up including the public.”My pulse slam

Sebastian’s POVThe hotel worker started asking questions about my name, my company, and my wife. That’s when I realized the blackmail had just turned into something much more dangerous.The second payment didn’t buy his silence, instead it made him want more. He saw me as an ATM machine he could go to withdraw money whoever he wanted.“Isn’t that Anthony Derek?” I spotted him three cars back on the freeway. From his look, I suspect he’s been trailing me so I kept my speed steady and let him follow all the way to the office building.I parked in my usual spot and walked inside without looking back. From the corner of my eye I watched him pull into a visitor space and get out. He headed straight for the front desk, like he came for enquiries.I took the side stairs up one floor and stopped at the glass overlooking the lobby. Anthony was already talking to the receptionist, smiling.“I’m just trying to get in touch with Mr. Sebastian Lorraine,” I heard him say. “Something about a family

Stacy’s POV I caught myself comparing my body to Charlotte’s in the hallway mirror and hated the way the thought made my stomach turn especially when I saw how Sebastian looked at her. She walked past him in one of those short skirts she had started wearing, and his eyes followed her for a second too long. It’s nothing serious, Charlotte and Sebastian have always been close but the way they’ve been acting lately made me suspicious. He defended her more. When the school called about her skipping classes he brushed it off like it was nothing. “She’s twenty, Stacy. Kids experiment.” The passion with which he defended her got me worried. I stood in the kitchen that night watching them. Charlotte laughed at something he said. He smiled back. Both of them spent more time with each other than with me. Not that it made me jealous. “Stacy, stop thinking, it’s nothing.” I tried to convince myself. Our sex life had thinned out years ago. After his first marriage ended, it took time for him

Charlotte’s POV I barely made it through the first few bites of the toast bread and I started feeling nauseous again, my stomach rolled. I set the fork down and pressed my hand to my mouth. Mom noticed immediately. “Charlotte ? Baby what’s wrong?” “I feel weak,” I said. “Feverish. And nauseous. I can’t really explain it.” Sebastian looked up from his coffee. Mom was already standing. “We’re taking you to the hospital,” she said at the same time Sebastian said, “I’ll drive you.” They both froze, realizing they’d spoken together. The air got awkward fast. I shook my head. “No. It’s not that serious. I just need to lie down.” Mom frowned. “Then I’m calling Dr. Patel.” “No,” I said quickly. “Please. I don’t want a doctor fussing over me for a stomach upset.” She turned to Sebastian. “Talk to her. Convince her to see the doctor." He leaned back in his chair. “I thought you said we were getting too close. You wanted me to maintain distance, remember?” Mom’s face tightened. She di

Charlotte’s POV I sneaked the boy in through the side door after midnight and led him upstairs to my room. His name was Tyler. One of the college guys who had been flirting with me for weeks. I told him my parents were out. He believed me. We were on the bed, shirts off, his hands on my waist, when the door opened without warning. Mom stood there. For a second no one moved. Then she screamed. “Charlotte!” Tyler scrambled backward so hard he almost fell off the bed. I yanked the sheet up over my chest. Footsteps pounded down the hall. Sebastian appeared in the doorway behind her, eyes wide. He took in the scene, me half-naked, the boy shirtless and panicked… and his face went carefully blank. “This is what I was trying to keep you from seeing,” he said to Mom, voice steady. “I found out she was seeing someone. I was handling it so you wouldn’t have to deal with it on top of everything at work.” Mom turned on him, still shaking. “You knew?” “I was trying to protect you from th