Ebony Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

Adebayo informs his daughter. Her head drops as this is not the first time such topic is being raised by her father and they truly have no other option. "I'd see what I can do sir." She replies simply. She hates the fact that she always has to be put in the middle of all this. ****** Esther walks into her brothers room as he's busy tapping away on his laptop. She sits nervously as she glares at him. He still hasn't noticed her presense and she'd only make it known once she's sure how to start the speech in her head without getting a slap across her face.

Not because my stepdaddy happens to be the owner of the empire business. Instead I say, “I know, Crystal but I kinda like it. Besides, a promotion isn’t just going to fall into my lap.” Okay so it would but I have to keep it a secret that I am the stepdaughter of Isaac Bedoga, it wouldn’t go down too well if the girls and guys who work under me and alongside me know exactly who I am. Being an heir to a fortune is a lot of stress, especially when you have to keep it a damn secret.

If she hadn’t gotten rich, what would have become of her and my children? I knew it wasn’t her family—her stepmother had taken control of the only family estate they had. Just like Sabrina, that woman was callous and selfish. Elena once told me her father had intended for the estate to be hers when she came of age, but her stepmother denied it, claiming it belonged to her instead. Now, the estate—worth billions—was in Sabrina’s name. Elena and her stepmother had never been on good terms. Since her father died, the woman could barely stand her. She hadn’t even attended our wedding. There was no way she had helped Elena back then.

The words rushed out of her mouth. “A step-brother who came to life through your father's trauma, and what's more painful is that you have to claim that same step-brother's son as yours to be able to get your hand on your fortune, and to be able to continue your parents' dream.” She paused. “Please, be patient with him. It's…it's not easy for both of you. I know, but don't take all that he might have said to you in your heart” Mrs. Pat begged, you could see the reflection of pain in her eyes.

"Not you." "Let me go." His fingers tightened fractionally before releasing me. "What were you doing with them?" "Talking. Not that it's any of your business." "Not my business?" He moved closer, and suddenly I was backed against the bookshelf again, but this time it was Victor caging me in. "Everything about you is my business, Ariana. You live in my house. You're my responsibility." "I'm your stepdaughter. That's all." Something dark flickered in his green eyes. "Is it?"

She never stops talking normally; no way she’d stay quiet now. “More, Daddy. Why are you teasing? Fuck me already.” She whines. I smack her ass again and she yelps, but otherwise stays relatively quiet. I was simply savoring her, and she called it teasing? Pathetic. It pisses me off that her boyfriend doesn’t appreciate what he has. My stepdaughter is damn near flawless. Her tight, toned body sculpted by endless Pilates and yoga sessions. Those warm brown eyes and soft hair radiate sweetness. Her full, red lips promise every wicked desire.

“Spread your legs, baby. Show us how sloppy your forbidden pussy still is.” I whimpered but obeyed, parting my thighs. Lucas immediately shoved two fingers deep into my cum-crusted cunt. “Fuck, Ethan… she’s still full of your load from last night. Such a dirty little cum holder.” Ethan leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, biting hard enough to make me gasp. “That’s because she knows deep down she’s our personal fucktoy now. Isn’t that right, princess?” “It’s wrong,” I moaned, even as my hips rocked against Lucas’s fingers. “I’m your stepdaughter… you’re both gay—”

"You should know by now, Elena, I never lose and I never back down. Ever." "But I... my son can't survive without me, I thought..." "Elena, you thought wrong," he continues mockingly. "I didn't expect the replacement bride to come with a whole bastard child. What happened to the innocent stepdaughter act? The life outside must have been a real walk in the park if you're sleeping around and getting pregnant at nineteen, huh?" I have nothing to do but cry, letting the tears ruin the front of this stupid white dress.

"Yaacob's mother, Debbie Schuman is my eldest daughter." "How many daughters do you have?" "Two, and a son. Don't interrupt me and listen carefully." "Okay." "She was our firstborn, and back then, we didn't know how to discipline her. We spoiled her too much, which led her to make poor choices, falling for that punk from the Getson family. At that time, Damon Getson wasn't as prominent as he is now. He was just an illegitimate child. You've met the Getsons before. You should know how those old-fashioned folks think of illegitimate children, right?"

The moment Byron looked at their newborn with adoring eyes, she knew, all that their child would receive from her mother would be hate. Britney smiled a sinister grin. Now that Stephanie had ran away it would be so much easier for her to make her daughter disappear forever.