The Grownup

Twenty-year old Harper hasn't had much luck in life so far. Her mother is a drunk and a junkie and a serial dater, her father left them when she was five years old. Harper has never had a father figure, she only has her mother's boyfriends to go by. When her relationship with Dylan comes to an end, she is left devastated, lonely and filled with a longing to have someone who can make her feel whole, loved and protected. Dylan's father, Levi has been divorced for two years, he's hurting badly and wants a woman in his bed to take away the pain and loneliness. Harper is always at his house, the kid that was dating his only son and he can't help looking at her in a way he shouldn't. He knows she is way too young for him, he's thirty-seven and knows better but he can't resist her infectious smile, the way she laughs not to mention the way she looks. Can there be happiness between two people who are nineteen years apart, what will people think, what will his only son think? He must stay away from her at all costs, it could spell trouble for him. Only, Harper can't stay away from Levi he's everything she has dreamt off. He's powerful, strong and protective. He calls her Sunflower and takes care of her. He cooks for her, drives her to college and even buys her clothes. He's gorgeous, handsome, rugged and rides a motorbike. He's dangerous in so many ways but the hand of temptation is too much to resist.

MATURE CONTENT!! FOR 18+ ONLY “ What the fuck did you call that reason again?” he asked coldly, making me wonder where his gentleness had gone! “ I… I’m five years older than you, Kelvin, and being in a relationship with you…” “ Bullshit!” he snapped and suddenly grabbed my neck roughly. My eyes widened. “ What are you doing, Kelvin! I’m your teacher…” “ You didn’t think about that when you let me kiss and finger your pussy huh? You even screamed my name like your lord" then he chuckled. "Look, you can’t even free yourself from my grip.” Then he effortlessly pulled me closer and leaned toward my ear. “ I will make you beg for my love, Lisa. You will learn the hard way that the age gap you valued between us is just a number. You will have nowhere to go but my side, unless you travel off this planet, Lisa. I’ve already claimed you, leaving you with no choice… now get out,” he said calmly, yet very dangerous. I quickly grabbed my bag and escaped from the room! How did I even get myself into this situation? I suddenly felt Kelvin was more dangerous than Timothy, my ex-husband!! Not only am I older than Kelvin! I’m also his homeroom teacher, for goodness sake!! His parents intentionally avoided young teachers and trusted me with their son because I’m older! Now look who is dating him!! ….. Ever since Lisa resigned from being his teacher, her life has turned upside down!

I should have never turned her away. So many years have passed, and she’s back in my life. But our parents dating for a while left me refusing her. And she left for the romantic city of Paris. My pretty girl becoming a ballerina. Forever gone. But life has a way of taking things full circle. Due to an injury, she’s back in our small town. My second chance to make things right stares me in the face. She’s all grown up, and still stealing my every thought. But I can’t compete with her dreams. Letting her go is what’s required of me, and I do it, but not without cost. Never in a million years did I expect her to take a gift with her. A secret. My baby.

For Emerson Williams, the misfortunes are just beginning. She watches her world crumble after being unjustly fired from her job, and with her father gravely ill, she must face a mountain of debts, including the foreclosure of her home. Emerson believes she can no longer find a way out of her problems. But unexpectedly, a job opportunity comes her way. She is now tasked with caring for Greta, the daughter of Hans Müller, a renowned German lawyer in Chicago. Hans, consumed by resentment since the death of his wife, has distanced himself from his daughter, leaving her care to others and creating an emotional void. Rachel, his current girlfriend, takes advantage of this situation to manipulate the little girl's mind with lies and disdain, trying to take the place of her mother, but in a cruel way. As Emerson becomes more involved in the Müller's lives, she uncovers the true reason behind Greta's mother's death. With unwavering determination, she tries to rebuild the broken bond between father and daughter; however, she faces constant obstacles, particularly Rachel's wicked schemes. Now, the little girl won't be alone; she will have a savior. However, more complications will arise for Emerson as she strives to be Greta Müller's nanny.

After divorcing my cheating husband, I took my son and moved back to my mother's house. The moment we returned, my mother began to dote on my son without restraint. She would even gossip to the neighbors, saying, "Can you believe that deadweight actually gave birth to a son? Why does she get to? A disgrace who got kicked out by her husband has no right to be a boy's mother!" I knew my son could not grow up in an environment like that, so I made a firm decision to move out and raise him on my own. Years later, he graduated from college and found a job—nothing high-paying, but stable. Given the state of things, I was genuinely happy for him. He suggested going back to have a meal with his grandmother to celebrate. I never expected the two of them to join hands and poison me. As my consciousness faded, I heard their conversation. "I told you. She can't stand seeing you do well. She's elated after hearing you only make a few thousand a month!" "It's fine, Grandma. A feminazi like my mom had it coming. I've always known who's truly been good to me. From now on, I'll only take care of you." My heart turned cold. I had pushed him to study, supported him through college, and taught him to treat others with equality and respect. And this was how he repaid me. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the moment I had just returned to my mother's house with my son. 'If you're so determined to raise him your way, then fine. You can have him all to yourself. Let's see what kind of man a pick-me grandmother like you will raise.'

My wife just had a baby with her lover, and she brought both father and daughter straight into our home. As her husband, I was expected to wait on her during her confinement. However, I didn’t throw a tantrum this time. Instead, I tied on an apron, cooked for her, and even helped that man carry his luggage into the master bedroom. From that day on, I became the biggest joke in our social circle. I was a grown man turned servant, catering to a freeloading pretty boy and changing diapers for my own illegitimate daughter. Kim loved flaunting my obedience to her friends. “Dylan loves me so much, he’ll do anything as long as I don’t divorce him.” Her lover mocked me at every turn, treating me like a servant and making me wash the sheets he and my wife used. Everyone assumed I was hopelessly in love with Kim, having endured eighteen years of humiliation for a chance at her heart. However, I knew the truth. I was waiting for the day the child turned eighteen. Then, thirty percent of Kim’s Foster Group stock would finally be mine.