Desired By My Stepdad And His Sons Novels & Stories

I was the only one of my friends who hadn’t had sex and it felt like I was going to explode. “I’m sorry,” Joshua explained, reaching out to grab my hand. “My stepdad wants to take the family to his family’s lake house. My mom said I have to go.” I pulled my hand away before he could touch me. “You don’t even like your stepdad. You’re always talking about how he’s such an asshole. Why do you need to go with them? You’re eighteen. You should be able to stay home if you want.”

I really want to avoid this man. Kalvis grabbed my arm so I couldn't move from where I was standing. Mitch just stared at me and let out a breath out of frustration. "I won't let you turn your back on me just like that. Is that how you are going to treat your future step son? Show your side that you deserve to enter daddy's life and be my step mom." I patted his hand that was holding my arm. "You know, I'm excited to be a parent, don't you? Because of my past I promised that I would be a good mother for my future children. Dear step son, don't treat your step mom that way. She won't like that."

“Yes, I want to be Sonny’s stepdad. I like Sonny. I want him to be my son.” “You—!” Mrs. Lewis was infuriated by her son.

I knew that I couldn't wait to meet my step dad ,I just wanted to meet someone who would treat me like a daughter. I just wanted to feel that warmth of having a father and having that warmth of having a father ,it was literally the best feeling I've had in this life . I rushed out of the room without looking back ,I could still feel my head banging so hard from the headache but I just couldn't let it go ,I just wanted to keep thinking straight . Walking into the car I drove off immediately ,I was going to go to my house and freshen up and after that am going to visit mom.I just can't wait to meet her fiance .

She then smiled shyly and left. Her gesture caught me off guard, filling me with a surge of excitement. It was a clear sign—she cared for me just as deeply as I cared for her. Perhaps dating her was the best decision; it would bring me closer to my children. For the first time in what felt like forever, the prospect of peace and happiness seemed within reach. ******* "How dare you lay your filthy hands on my son!" Stephanie, my stepmother, roared immediately as I stepped into the mansion. The mansion is just a five-minute drive from mine; it's a larger and grander version of mine.

I answer even when I know Damian must-have figured much. “Your highness!" Thaddeus appears from nowhere, a smile gracing his lips. “ Did you come to visit your old man?" He àsks and Laugh. After the last time I came around, our relationship changed. While he insisted on being all formal with me, I literally begged him to treat me like his daughter. I know that sounds crazy and was indeed a huge request but after acting all pitiful and shedding a few fake tears, Thaddeus finally agreed.

Katy replied. I joined in, staring at Mom with my arms folded. "Who was it, Mom?" I asked with a serious face. "You guys are acting crazy. I only spoke to a client for a few minutes." Mom spoke. "So, you were talking to someone?" Katy asked. "Mom, we want to inform you that we are not interested in a stepdad. That is unless he can buy us a mansion and buy us each a car." Katy shot on another look before making her way out of the house. Her driver had arrived.

Dress yourself up pretty, and don't embarrass me. She clenched her teeth, "I'm. Not. Going. And I don't want anything more to do with you and to your family." stephan's tone was cold, "I don't want to bring you there either, but it's not up to me. It's my granddad, and he's real big on family. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't get him mad at me. I'll pick you up tomorrow and don't bring your mope face along. Try cheering up a bit, eh?

I asked again. “I thought of sharing the good news with you. I met someone- “Again!?” I exclaimed. “He is so nice, caring, and fifty-rich. "He would like to meet with his stepdaughter,” she added, causing me to chuckle dryly. “You will him- - I am done having this conversation.” I ended the call before she could say any more words. Two years later, I had lost my dad. Mom came home with her little baby, introducing him as my stepdad. She couldn't even wait to properly mourn Dad.

I just walked past him and into the sitting room, slamming the door behind me. Inside, I tried to breathe. The room was too quiet, too clean. I turned on the TV, hoping to lose myself in a movie. Maybe if I watched something light, I could forget where I was. Who I was with. But peace didn’t last. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and his son walked in like he owned the place. His shoulders were relaxed, but the smirk on his face made me sit up straighter. “Stepmom,” he said, dragging out the word like it was poison. “What’s it like, marrying someone old enough to be your father? Let me guess—it’s all about the money, right?”