Seducing my Ex's StepFather
Every single morning, I demanded written reports on what time she woke up, which hallways of the estate she walked through, and exactly how many minutes she spent talking to my stepfather.
I spent hours standing by the windows of my own study, gripping the stone sill so hard my fingers turned completely numb and white. From there, I would watch the two of them walk through the private gardens.
They weren't even touching, but the way they spoke, the way she listened to him with her head tilted, made my blood boil with a hot, furious jealousy.
"You're doing it again," a sharp, angry voice cut through the quiet room.
I didn't turn around from the window. I kept my eyes locked on the garden belo
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