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Mom: Louis needs space for his gear Me: what have I got with this? Mom: I just want to warn you and .. Me: do what you want mum, his equipment put it where you want I don't care I'm getting out of there again, he's pumping my air out. I have to go and cool off a bit Louis A few hours later, my wife decided to store my materials in her late husband's studio. Carla: I don't understand Ashley's behavior anymore Me: a teenager, when a stepfather comes into the life of a child that's how it goes

I let Roman and my mom have their moment alone as i walked after my dad. He went to the backyard and i followed him. He looked out of control as he paced around before his eyes met mine, they screamed anger and guilt, they looked lost in a daze of order, he shook his head as he muttered, "I destroyed everything, she is right, she is so right." I swallowed hard, my eyes went behind him as i noticed some movements, to see Steve, my step dad making his way into the house. Oh great, he is here too. This day can't get any better, can it ?

“‘You are so tight for me baby and I love it “ I wrapped my hands around my step dad as he began drilling my pussy hole thrusting in and out of it roughly . I never knew that I could have sex in the middle of the road inside a car with my step dad , never did I think of that , but here I was getting banged by the man who just got married to my mom just two months ago . This could be the worst scandal ever , but I didn’t mind at all . I just want to fuck in all my holes by my step dad , i didn’t want him to stop , I was his little butch and he was going to fuck me as much as I wanted him to .

I slid into the back beside him, our knees brushing, the metal biting into his wrists. As the car pulled away, its blue lights flashing silent, I met his eyes. “My stepparents,” I whispered. “Why now?” He leaned his head back, jaw set. “Because someone’s pulling strings. And I’m going to find out who.” he murmured.

Chapter 1 Lena's Pov. "Mom, seriously, there's no room back here with all this luggage," I said, my voice coming out whinier than I meant, as I squeezed into the back seat of the SUV, the bags piled up high next to me. The car was packed for our family road trip, boxes and suitcases everywhere, leaving barely enough space for me and my stepbrother Jax. He was already sitting there, his legs spread a bit, looking annoyed with his phone in hand.

“You know we have always prayed for this day, don’t feel bad that we are leaving , just be happy that you are going to get that life that you had always dreamt of and wanted . I nodded my head to mom words without knowing the right words to say , I felt so fucking tensed Mom held my hands and together we walked into the car . I sat at the back while my mom and her husband sat in the front . As the car moved away from this pack , I watched it , I knew this was my past now and I had to face it . **** When we finally arrived at my step father’s pack , it was already late at night and the only thing that I could see were the lights shining from afar . I had so many thoughts in mind , I didn’t kn

She loved her mate until the end “Oh Mom, I’m so sorry.” The crunch of large tires rolling over small rocks brings my attention to the road behind me. Turning, I see an old familiar pickup truck headed towards the trailer. My stepfather, Doc Simpleton, is coming home. And he isn’t alone. Riding in the passenger’s seat is Zion’s father.

"Just some sibling rivalry. Nothing to worry about." Victor’s gaze flicked between Luca and Ethan, then settled on me. His eyes softened for a moment, but there was something else there—something possessive. "Ariana," he said softly, "go inside. It’s getting late." I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to leave them alone, not when the tension between the three of them was so palpable. But I didn’t have a choice. Victor was my stepfather. His authority was absolute, even when it was wrapped in a layer of quiet intensity.

he called out, his voice flat and tired like he was handing over a broken appliance. “Don’t go easy on her, Caleb. She needs to learn what happens when she fucks around and steals from family.” Caleb’s eyes stayed locked on me the whole time my stepdad talked, never once flicking toward the car. “I’ve got her,” he said, low and calm, the words carrying across the driveway like they weighed more than they should. My stepdad didn’t say another word. He just hit the gas hard enough that gravel sprayed up behind the tires and pelted the backs of my calves like tiny bullets.

Confusion swirled inside me, and before I could make sense of it, we were already pulling up in front of my house. Bryain stepped out of the car and handed me my car key. “See you tomorrow at school,” he said, pulling me into a quick hug before walking away. Kathryn and I drove into the compound. My dad was already waiting for us. “You guys delayed,” my stepdad said, his eyes moving between the two of us. “Yeah,” I replied casually. “We just went to see a friend and got carried away.” He nodded and led the way inside. The house felt different the moment we stepped in.