My Stepfathers Sin Novels & Stories

From his silver-coloured eyes, I can see different emotions, from shock to lust. My mother, Naomi, looks at us confused, knowing that it's my first time between me and my proposed stepfather, or I'll say be obsessed CEO. "She's my secretary of the company I am managing currently", Lucas broke the unsettling silence between the trio. "That explains it. I'll call it a lucky coincidence between a boss and his employee getting new titles today." My mother exclaimed gracefully as she was completely ignorant of the behind the scenes between us. Come to think of it, how can someone whom I lustfully looked at and had an affair happen to be my stepfather? Is this fate trying to punish me for my high

The secret I tried so hard to bury… it’s out. And there’s no going back. Tears stung my eyes. I blinked fast, trying to stop them, but they fell anyway, warm trails of shame running down my cheeks. I couldn’t even look at myself. Couldn’t even think about what I had done without feeling like I was choking. An affair. Not just any affair. An affair with my stepson. How do you explain that? How do you speak that out loud without collapsing under the weight of it? Who would understand?

“Adrian, be reasonable. You need an heir. You can’t want to raise the children of another man. For God’s sake, those kids might be the result of incest. It’s sin.” “Sin,” I repeated, chuckling bitterly. “I beat a man to death with my bare hands today. I skinned and burned a biker today to get information. I’ve killed more men than I can remember. We sell drugs and weapons. We blackmail and torture. How can a child be a sin?” Father lowered his arm. “Let’s postpone this discussion to another day.”

"You've spent years building an elaborate campaign of financial and legal destruction, Richard, not violence. This isn't who you actually are." "You don't know who I actually am," Sinclair said, though his hand had begun, almost imperceptibly, to tremble. "You never bothered to find out. You just assumed, from the moment you discovered my father's fraud, that I was simply an extension of his crimes, worthy of nothing but your contempt."

He stood slowly, walking around the desk until he was directly in front of me. “The men who went to your apartment weren’t random,” he said. “They were looking for a connection.” “And they found Sophia instead.” “Yes.” “And whose fault is that?” I asked. The question landed between us. He didn’t answer. “I’m not a liability,” I continued. “I’m not a pawn in whatever war you’re fighting.” His jaw tightened. “You think this is a game?” “I think this is your world. Not mine, I never asked to be involved in all these.”

Not even a flicker of memory. “I suppose I should thank you, then,” I said, setting down my glass. “If it weren’t for your stepson’s treachery, I might still be worshiping at the altar of a false god.” Alaric tilted his head slightly. “Is that why you’re here? To unmake him?” I let the question hang. Let him taste the weight of it. “I haven’t decided yet,” I said finally. “I thought I might start by introducing myself to his father.”

Arthur said, his voice dropping to a deadly, quiet register that made the air in the room feel freezing. "And he does his job. Unlike you, who spends his days playing CEO in a suit he hasn't earned. Don't speak about your brother when you're sitting at my table." Leo’s jaw clenched so hard I thought his teeth might shatter. He looked away, staring down at his plate, his chest rising and falling with heavy, angry breaths. The silence that followed was suffocating. I sat there, trapped between a step-father who was slowly sliding his hand up my inner thigh, and a step-brother who was looking at me like he wanted to burn the house down.

"There is a reason your mother gave you that name." "Why?" He looked toward Nick. "Because she wanted you to carry it." I laughed nervously. "This doesn't make sense." Nick walked toward me. I immediately raised my hand. "Don't." He stopped. "You've lied to me enough." "I know." "You told me you were my stepfather." "I know." "You let me believe my mother was dead." "I know." "You knew my real name and never told me." His eyes dropped. "Yes." I felt tears burning my eyes.

"What should I say? What should I do? You are far too powerful; only a fool would attack you after what has happened tonight. "However, I must say that it's quite unfortunate that you're doing this to us solely because of my father's sin. Did we sin being his kids? My sexual escapades with my father's wife and my dear sisters have been and continue to be my only sin throughout my life. But now I'm paying for another's. I've never looked for anyone's trouble. I'm always on my own and don't act to be all-powerful.

My step-dad After a good time of sleep I always wake up in the arms of Christ. I catch him looking at me Me: why are you looking at me? Christ: nothing you're just beautiful Me: Hmm I said nothing and I smile, without realizing it, he puts his lips on mine. His soft lips, he caresses my body with sensuality, he is very precise in his gestures. I moan all alone Christ: sorry, I .. Me: hush continue