Corrupted Steven Novels & Stories

I feel like my world will collapse because of the sin I have committed against him. "So... it's true that I heard you had another man while I wasn't with you. I thought you were sober Catherine and you were different from the women I knew. But why don't I think of you like that now, " Steven asked judgmentally? "Steven.. sorry. I didn't accidentally fall for a man. I tried not to like him I swear! but, I still managed to betray you. I will accept that you don't want me anymore. If you look dirty on me with all my heart I will accept everything you tell me. If you want to scold me now and break up I will accept, " I said with a bow.

Miranda flinched at Steven's order, but she threw herself in front of Ada anyway. "You monster! Do you hear yourself? She's carrying your child! How could you be this heartless? You want to send me to my grave?!" Steven's throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. His mind was a mess. Slowly, he looked at her. Eyes dark, voice low. "I already listened to you once, Mom. That's how I lost Bella. I'm not doing it again." Then louder—sharp. "Do it." Steven ran Rocca Corp now—full control. No one second-guessed him.

Steven's perspective. Steven has been in hell for a long time. He meditates every day in order to cross the border that he must cross every day. Since his best friend's death, he has been restless and has tried everything to be himself. He used a lot of drugs to get his head fixed. In his dreams, he kept seeing his friend and asked him to atone for his sins. Steven couldn't control his rage, so he soothed himself by consuming more drugs. Despite his best efforts, nothing worked for him.

He doesn’t want her dead but in so much pain that she will wish she was dead. Steven sat on the floor resting his head on his bed when three men in black clothes and masks barged into his room. He was stunned and couldn’t talk because of the gun pointing at him. One of them walked toward him knocking him unconscious. Steven was driving towards the apartment when he saw two black Range Rover drive out, he wanted to chase them but he got stuck after seeing the special plate number only the security of Alex McCollum owns. “A-MCADT-100452” he whispered as he got stuck on his wheel not knowing the step to take……

"And what are you doing?" "Since my identity has been blown, then I don't think there's any reason to continue this pretense. I hate you with everything in me and can't wait to have your beating heart in my palm." Steven replied. He bit down on his palm and fed it to the maid who kept trying to struggle. Then he broke her neck before she could infect him with her werewolf bite. "What are you doing?" Ashley, who had shown up with Kyle, asked. In fact, she knew there was something off about Steven's appearance from the forest.

Because of that problem, he also left the palace and went with Hector Corwell to Socyla before eventually going undercover as a commoner while continuing to serve as Hector’s right-hand man. “Hey, are you just reminiscing about the past?” Zach said suddenly, which immediately made Steven snort in anger. Gritting his teeth, Steven said, “You … really love ruining people’s happiness, don’t you.” Zach chuckled. “I was just worried you’d suddenly start daydreaming here all alone. You know, this place hasn’t been used in a long time. What if there’s-” “Stop spouting useless nonsense, Zach Drey!” Steven cut him off impatiently.

Climbing the small staircase, we reach the door when the man says, "I tried Sir Logan and Eleanor and other people's numbers, but they didn't pick up the call. Maybe they didn't hear the ring. You gave me your number last time you came with Ms. Brooklyn for project work, so I thought about calling you here. I am sorry if I- " "No, it's okay. I am glad you called me, sir." I try to force a smile at him, but after noticing him smuggling to unlock the door with the keys in his hand, it rips the air from me. He even types the digits on the keypad, but the result remains the same. "What's wrong?"

He opened the files. One after another. Most were corrupted. Some contained nothing useful. Then Steve stopped. His finger froze against the screen. His expression changed. Alexander noticed immediately. “What?” Steve didn’t answer. He opened the file again. Read the entry. Then read it a second time. The color drained slightly from his face. Alexander stepped closer. “Steve?” Steve reached for his phone. He dialed. Dan answered after two rings. “Reeves.” Steve’s voice was low. “Get back here.”

None of it had been random. He had remembered everything. I held my phone tighter. “What if I never realized?” A helpless smile touched his eyes. “Then I might have become more obvious.” “For example?” “I could have written my NearU username in your review comments.” I laughed, then lightly hit his arm. “Don’t joke about my proposal.” He caught my hand. “Then may I formally apply to be removed from the blacklist?” I looked at him, nervous beneath all that calm, and the last ache in my chest finally loosened.

I never said you could leave, Vivian. I played an audio recording on my phone after saying that; Vivian's voice immediately came through it. "I mean, the SAT is right around the corner, and with how low my grades are, there's no way I'll get admitted into any university! I'm freaking out here, so you have to help me figure something out! "If I'm the only one who doesn't get admitted into any university, Dad will definitely kill me!" It was unclear what the person on the other end of the line said, but Vivian suddenly exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of that? You're right—as long as their official records envelopes are ruined, their chances of being admitted into a university will be drasticall