All Chapters of DANGEROUS LOVE, MY STEPFATHER'S SECRET: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I took Olivia to my apartment. We walked there because my apartment was so close to campus. Raviel seemed to have deliberately bought me an apartment so close to campus, so I wouldn't have to take the bus or taxi. He was so thoughtful about the details that I was tempted to think he still cared about me.But even if he did, we wouldn't have the future I wanted. He was doing all this for the comfort of his unborn baby. Even though he was an asshole, at least he still cared enough about his baby. And I was thankful for one thing, he didn't deny the baby's presence the first time the doctor found out. He admitted it was his and was willing to take full responsibility for it.Yeah, there was a lot to be thankful for amidst all this chaos. I just hoped everything would go my way, but it didn't seem to.“Wow, this is a really nice apartment. Seriously. Your apartment is really nice, Claire.”“Thanks. Raviel bought it. I didn't even know about this apartment until last night.”“So, you just

After a week, I was just starting to feel comfortable again with my old college routine. It was hard to adapt to the new place and situation I was facing. I was completely alone every day. Olivia occasionally spent time at my apartment, but she still wasn't a part of my life. She was my friend, but living with Raviel felt different. I felt lonely. I kept waking up to the reality that I had no one left. What I had feared had finally happened to me. But no matter how bad things were, I had to get up and be strong for my baby. He was my only motivation to keep going, no matter how much I wanted to give up every second.I walked out of class, tired and hungry. Olivia couldn't accompany me to the caféteria because she had class in fifteen minutes. She had to retake her child psychology class because she failed last semester."I hate Mrs. Molly. I hope she gives me at least a C this time, so I don't have to retake it next semester.""You should work harder instead of complaining about Mrs.

I smiled at Anthonio as I opened my apartment door for him. I raised an eyebrow at his appearance tonight."You look different, Mr. Robert," I chuckled.“Anthonio, please. We’re not on campus.”I eyed him from head to toe. I was used to seeing him in a suit and tie. Tonight, he appeared in jeans and a long-sleeved black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He surprised me with his strong, muscular arms.“What?” he asked shyly.He looked cute.“I’m used to seeing you in a suit and tie. Guess what your students would say if you showed up in jeans and a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to your elbows.”“Don’t tease me. I used to be a jeans fanatic. I rarely wore suits before I officially started working at the prosecutor’s office.”“You look really good in casual clothes.”“I’ll wear jeans and a t-shirt when I see you off campus from now on.”His words caught me off guard. I didn’t want to overthink them, but he had. I sensed that he was planning to ask me out again. This woul

I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, staring at the documents scattered on my desk. Seth suddenly barged into my office without knocking. He stood in front of my desk, his face haunted.“What’s wrong, Seth? Where are your manners?”“Sorry, boss. Charles just called.”“Claire?” I asked skeptically.Nothing would have made Seth more panicked if it weren't for Claire. She had cast a spell on him, driving him completely insane.“Yes, it’s about Claire.”“You’re worrying too much. She doesn’t need me.”She’d made it clear she didn’t need me. I shouldn’t torture myself by constantly terrorizing her, hoping she’d change her mind and everything would be okay again. Lately, she'd been hanging out with that jerk, Anthonio Robert. My possessive side still couldn't let her go. I'd installed numerous wiretaps in her apartment during my last visit, two weeks ago. She seemed happy without me. She'd been laughing a lot with Olivia and Anthonio. Slowly but surely, she was getting back to her o

Anthonio grabbed my shoulder as I was about to walk deeper into his house. I slapped his palm away and instead punched him hard in the face.He staggered back, his palm clutching his bleeding nose.“What the hell are you doing? You trespassed into my house and hit me in the face?”“I was planning on doing worse, actually.”I punched him again in the jaw. His back hit the wall hard. He dodged when I went to knee him in the stomach. He seemed to have regained some of his composure.“What the hell? Stop it. I really don’t understand what your problem is.”The bastard tried to retaliate by kicking me in the shin, but I was faster than him. I caught his leg with my own and punched him in the gut with my solid fist.He coughed violently. His back arched toward the floor. He was clearly no match for me.“Is Claire in your room? I’ll drag her home right now.”“Wait, Claire’s not here.”“Don’t try to lie to me, you asshole. I watch you every day. You clearly went out to dinner with Claire. You