Cheating With Stepson Novels & Stories

Everything. When I finished, she stared at me like I was a stranger. “You had a good life. A rich husband. And you threw it away for what?” she spat. “You slept with your stepson. Got pregnant. And you didn’t even have the decency to get rid of it.” Her words slapped me harder than Derrick’s ever could. “You disgust me, Celine. You’re a disgrace. I never knew you were this cheap.” I said nothing. Not because she was right.

he went on, softer now, “we have to survive one way or the other babe. With him gone, his son... your son, the one in the boarding school will inherit everything he owned. And you can start by introducing us. I no longer mind seeing him now, I don't even mind having him as my stepson. Soon, we'll have all that riches within our grasp!” I swallowed hard, my grip on the doorframe tightening I didn’t want to hear more. But I couldn’t move. I almost expect her to say yes to him and nailed the final betrayal, however, “What have you done? What are you even saying?” Mom’s voice was shaking now, her hands pressed to her head like she could hold the world together if she just gripped hard enough. “I

I used to trust Luciana with my whole heart, and the more I trusted her then, the more it hurt now. Jared once told me something I should have listened to more carefully. He said he came from a broken home, where his father cheated on his mother. When his mother found out, she severed their mate bond and walked away without looking back. Since then, young Jared never saw her again. "There's one thing I hate most in this world, Monica. It's betrayal," he told me once.

And also, he had me in the palm of his hands, if he ever found out, he could crush me. I could lose my father forever. "It was a mistake. I was drunk." "Liar." He countered. "It was a mistake, Hunter. A lapse in judgement. It's my fault, you're just a kid, I should have known better." His face hardened into steel, and I stepped back at his sudden resemblance to Christian. Oh God. I felt sick. I was thirty four years old and last night, I had let my twenty two year old step son kiss me. Worst of all, I had enjoyed it, I had wanted more.

My mother-in-law, Matilda Holmes, is celebrating her 60th birthday today. My husband, Joshua Allen, insists I give a toast to his female intern, Lila Deleon. He says Lila's fresh out of college and has no one looking out for her. As his wife, I need to be the bigger person. My eyes fall on the watch circling her wrist. That 38-thousand-dollar watch was an inheritance Mom left me. I don't cry or throw a scene. Instead, I swap out all 12 high-end courses at the birthday party for takeout. Every single box comes with an IOU taped right on top. "Course one, my parents paid 80 thousand dollars for the down payment on our house." "Course two, I raised your startup capital of 50 thousand dol

“Please do. Add it to my file and become the story everyone's waiting for. You’ve already taken my wife, and you’ve already got the board sniffing around your office, so go on and give them a CEO who brawls on the sidewalk for his stepsister.” The word sat in the cold night air between us like a physical weight. Stepsister. He watched it land on my face, a mean, satisfied gleam lighting up his eyes as he realized he had drawn blood. “That’s the part you hate hearing out loud,” he said, shifting his focus entirely to me. “Not the cheating, but the category. You can try to dress it up in trauma, rescue, and the romantic idea that he’s the only one who stayed, but at the absolute bottom, it’s s

Not even a flicker of memory. “I suppose I should thank you, then,” I said, setting down my glass. “If it weren’t for your stepson’s treachery, I might still be worshiping at the altar of a false god.” Alaric tilted his head slightly. “Is that why you’re here? To unmake him?” I let the question hang. Let him taste the weight of it. “I haven’t decided yet,” I said finally. “I thought I might start by introducing myself to his father.”

I mumbled, which was true, though I didn’t know if I should tell Cindy the real reason we hooked up. “I bet he is. But how does it feel, getting fucked by your hot stepson while your cheating husband was in his room sleeping?” Cindy said, and I rolled my eyes. We weren’t that reckless to do that while Romano was around. Maybe we should try that one of these days. I felt a dangerous thrill just imagining it, having my stepson fucked me on the kitchen counter while his father talked business in his study with his partners. It would be reckless… and intoxicating.

However, when I was ten years old, she fell ill and passed away. Paige's voice trembled with emotion as she continued, "My dad loved me too, or so I thought. But a few weeks after my mom's death, he came home with Beverly, my stepmom. To my shock, he had been cheating on my mom while she was alive, and Beverly's daughter, Candy, turned out to be his child. When she realized I loved singing, Candy became jealous of me and started singing as well. Her mom pushed her to compete with me, even though she couldn't sing as well as I could.

" so what you have your second daughter too, why do you act like I am your stepdaughter, I have skied to fly, but look at her she has nothing to lose, I will not going to marry him if you ask me to marry his son that different story. her stepbrother didn't speak a single word until now, but he speak eventually, he was a perfectionist, intelligent, cold from the outside and warm from the inside, he was really angry to know that someone breaks her heart. " What happened, tell me in detail. " don't you hear, she give every cent to make his career but he dumped her and cheated on her co-actor, now have nothing left in her bank account, she is such a useless and curse bitch, her darkness reflecte