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” Why are you coming with a stranger to the hospital? “He is not a stranger. He is your step-son-in-law. Besides, I can bring whoever l like to see my dad.” Steph said as she stepped in to see her dad. She went inside alone and sat beside the bed, holding her dad’s hand. Mr. Jackson opened her eyes to find Steph was back. ” Did you do what I asked?” “Yes, Father” “That’s great.” “He will be here later tonight.” “Dad, I have someone I want to introduce to you.”

"Well, I wish mine was dead." "At least I'm not the only one having dad problems," I murmured. "Tell me what you remember about your dad." He said. "Nothing." "Nothing?" "Yeah, nothing, he left when I was three or something, that's what mom said." "But on the bright side, I'm having a think I'm gonna have a stepdad." I grinned. "Step-dads, they're the worst, most times they fuck the daylight out of their so-called stepdaughters." He frowned.

Olive yelled crying. “Ohhh, Dear stepfather, I will take care of your heritage,” I said sitting on the floor beside Olivia. “What,” She asked, looking at me. “Yes Olivia you are my step-sister,” I said looking into her shocked eyes. “No, it can't be possible,” She said, biting her lips. “It is Olivia, My mother left my father because of him” I yelled, leaving her alone in her house. I lit up a cigarette before calling Joseph. “Hi Stephen,” He said as usual.

A child who will never know his or her father. It's better than what I had to endure growing up, I tell myself. My mom was bad at picking men. Grant, my first stepfather, was probably the best of the bunch. He simply ignored me most of the time. Harry, my third stepfather, would get drunk all the time and shout at me, sometimes throwing things, too. But even he was better than my biological father.

I yelled. There was a long silence before a resounding laugh. “I do not care, Katie. Leave!” My eyes darted over every detail of him, and I swallowed the newly earned lump of saliva. But I do not move, and gradually, his head raises, his eyes meeting mine. “Don’t tell me you want a taste of me too? I guess I was right after all. Father’s money couldn't keep you, and now you want more. Tell me, Stepmom, how many men have you graced their bed just for cash?” I heard him say, causing me to scoff.

That feeling will go away once Mom moves in with my sister. "Hey." I slap the arm of the couch he’s on and that seems enough to bring him back to the present. His eyes find mine and he gives me a small smile that looks almost forced. "Hey. Did she answer?" "Yeah. Um– don’t think she wants to talk to me." I bite the inside of my left cheek as I settle on the second couch, and he nods. "That’s expected. Give her time. It’s not every day your stepfather divorces your mom and you’re moving out the next second. I’m sure she’s pretty shaken."

he ended mournfully, helplessly even. In many ways, my stepfather was more protective of me than even my own biological parents. Guilt pinged my heart. Thinking of Kyle as my stepfather really wasn’t right. He was more a father to me than my biological father. However, ever since my biological father told me that Kyle had purposefully used his money and influence to keep my papa away from me, I had become a little bitter.

I said grabbing a bottle of orange juice from the fridge, I feel his stare boring into my skull and when I turned to him, he had this look in his eyes. It quickly disappeared before I could even make sense of it. “About what happened yesterday..." He started saying walking towards me, nervously I set the bottle down in the island. “Dad no, you don't have to apologize for anything." I tell him, he sighs. “Gabe is not just my junior brother Cee, he's my best friend, I think I upset him." My stepdad said taking a seat beside me. Our knees touch but he doesn't pull backwards, even when I know he's feeling the heat, realizing what was happening I stood up quickly.

What the hell is wrong with this man? “It won't happen again, I promise. Please don't break up with my dad because if this. I don't think I can bear to see him heartbroken a second time.” I said, staring into her eyes with a pleasing gaze. She scoffed, threw her gaze elsewhere then brought it back to me, before replying me. “So you know your father would be heart broken over this, and you still went ahead to get involved with him……” she paused, pointing towards Aldrich before she continued “...... someone that is supposed to be your step brother!”

He really knew the effect he had on me. "Call me Step Daddy." My stomach twisted. Forbidden word and wrong. But could I complain when Damon looked extraordinary handsome than the devil's son himself? No! I couldn't. I didn’tcare if he was the devil himslef because I would follow himto hell if I had to. "Say it." His words made me open my mouth slowly, before closing it. "Step Daddy." "Louder." "Step Daddy!" He smirked. Dark. Cruel. His hand trailed down my side. Fingers dug in. I gasped.