Giving My Innocence To My Stepfather Novel Novels & Stories

"My dear stepmother is a miracle worker, isn't she? Because we all know the truth about the great Executioner." I looked my father in the eye. "Tell them, Dad. Tell them about the injury you took years ago. The one that left you incapable of ever fathering another child." The silence was deafening. My stepmother looked like she was drowning on dry land. "So," I continued, circling her like a shark. "If it isn't my father’s, whose is it? Maybe Kean Cruz—the boy my father treated like a son, while he was busy treating my stepmother like a queen?"

Having this book felt like I was finally free. I opened the book and the ink was faded. The writing was elegant. It was about a deal that had never been fair. My dad had used the Rossi familys debt to get. It had hurt them a lot. To have it now on the day I was committing to a man who was honest and had nothing but his name felt like a coincidence. Stephen found me there. He didn't ask about the books value. He just looked at me took my hands and told me that the land didn't make the woman. The woman could heal the land.

After the terrifying attempt my stepfather tried to pull on me, and the bizarre encounter with alpha Aiden, it was hard to get any sleep at night. My mind kept replaying the scene, over and over again, like a broken DVD. I had already steeled my mind, preparing for my stepfather to violate me, but the moment Aiden burst into the living room, the relief that washed over me was indescribable. It was not the first time my stepfather had tried to violate my body, but since my mother was always around the house, he never got the opportunity. But that night, we were all alone, giving him that opportunity. If Aiden had not come that night, he would have taken his sweet time, ravishing me.

State Correctional Facility. My stepfather’s handwriting stared back at us in block letters. Elena didn’t open it. She didn’t even turn it over. But her face, oh my, her face betrayed everything. The slight parting of her lips. The flicker of surprise mixed with something that looked dangerously close to pity. For one raw second, I saw myself through her eyes: the guy who acted like he had it all together, suddenly reduced to the boy with a convicted criminal for a father figure. My chest tightened so hard I had to remind myself to breathe.

“You must feel very fulfilled, huh? But enjoy your little love story while it lasts. It won’t end well for you; it's incestuous and preposterous.” “Jackson would never love you back; you will always be that little girl who seeks validation and attention.” Jackson wants to step forward and break his head, but I hold him back. He must think he still has power over me; he was wrong, and I was free from the bondage he tied me in. I'm a free woman now. I move close to him, placing a delicate hand on his bruised cheek. “Oh, dear stepfather, I know it is hard to accept that your life is already over; you and your son’s life must be so sad for you.”

The fleeting softness I experienced vanished instantly, becoming a harsh reminder of his true nature. Pivoting sharply, I exited in a furious rush while the door crashed shut behind me. My arrival at the room coincided with an intense dizziness overtaking my senses. My body collapsed onto the bed while my eyes fixed on the ceiling above and my thoughts became an intricate tangle of confusion. The intimate relationship between my stepfather and me crossed familial boundaries. Without my awareness I became the bearer of his child. A murder accusation for a crime I never committed was directed at me. The situation would become incredibly complex if Valerie possessed that tape and chose to make

“You caught them cheating. Well, I guess they deserved it.” “Vicky.” Jayden groans. “And you? Who have you killed?” I ask them nervously. “My stepfather,” answers the girl. “He was hurting my mom; I couldn't let him do so. I don't regret anything.” she presses her lips and look away.

"Fuck! I never knew it would feel this good." Ah... I wish these were Luke's fingers instead. The sudden admission made me feel a subtle sense of shame and nausea. This was my stepfather i was fantasizing about. I always had a resistance to sex with men because of what happened to my mother. I'm in love with Luke but it will never be reciprocated. He won't have sex with me so this works out for me. I continue to pleasure myself and imagine Luke was in my bed. His hand is now the hand that's pleasuring me.

“Yeah sure!.” He replied. “I saw my step father today!.” I said with swollen eyes. “Here?!.” Aiden asked . Aiden moved closer to me, he sat quietly waiting for my next word. “I don’t really like bringing up this topic but seeing him again brown old memories back, ok’d wounds were reopened. I know I have told you this before !.” I inhaled. “Well my stepfather was my moms mate at first I loved him he was perfect before it all began, I was abuses on different occasions without my mom knowing and then he sold me to a prostitution firm over sees, after staying there for two years I excaped through a guy named Rocco and then I got adopted by a Mafia King but I wanted to go back to my mom but when

Peas in a pod. My silence gives him the go ahead to continue. 'Dayo, my son, don't be mad. I was scarred for my daughter. She's the only girl I have and I love both my children a lot. I.. I couldn't bare the thought of someone I trust betraying me.' He says and I clench my jaw. -Why did you welcome the thought in the first place! -I want to scream at him, but I know better than to do so. 'Dayo my son, please forgive me. It was my fatherly instinct. You are a also a father. You should know what I mean. ' he begs and I simply nod.