My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

I pulled it off, a little too forcefully, and dropped it into the bin after the cake. He really had the nerve. Giving me things his mistress picked and made. Disgust crawled over my skin. I turned and walked into the next room, my steps quick, tense. I pulled out my phone and called my stepmother, telling her I wanted a divorce from Sebastian. She yelled at me, her voice sharp and unforgiving, throwing the words at me like a threat. “Okay. Divorce him and let your sister on life support die.” The line went dead.

“No.” “So what do you suggest we do, Victor?” Salima snapped. “Because I sure as hell won’t stand by and watch her put Roman in an orange jumpsuit.” She looked around the room and breathed deeply. “She is Roman's stepmother. She should at least have some feelings somewhere. I’ll go to Thorne estate and I’ll talk to her.” “Can we talk about this first?” Victor asked. Salima stood now, and the chair creaked under her weight. “No. I’ve made my decision. Goodnight.”

Standing right in front of my father's penthouse door, her keycard hovering near the sensor. It was none other than Lexi, my father's little wife, my fucking stepmother. The thought unsettled me. How can my ex girlfriend be my stepmother? It just doesn't make sense in any way, because what the actual hell? Time seemed to slow down as I stared at her face. My chest tightened as if my lungs had forgotten how to work. I hadn’t seen her in months—not since the wedding, not since she became his, since she became my father's little whore, my fucking stepmother. The thought unsettled me. How can my ex girlfriend become my stepmother out of the blue?

All his step father's pretense died with his mother. After her passing, Leo saw the full extent of the game his stepfather had been playing. The man didn’t even wait for the funeral dust to settle before revealing his true intentions. Leo and Jayden had once been inseparable brothers not by blood, but by choice. They shared secrets, dreams, even birthday cakes. Their bond fractured the moment Leo's stepfather tried to gain guardianship after his mother's death. But her final act of love was denying that request. She had known, somehow, that her husband’s ambitions stretched far beyond the fatherly duties he played, he was a business man first.

Mom informs him, pushing me toward his side. And my heart makes a leap so high, that I nearly faint. Because the guy who I hooked up with last night isn't just my mate but also mother's groom-to-be and my stepfather? Holy Chewbacca!

Originally, my straightforward admission didn't mean much, but Alexander's question changed everything. His eyes were pitch-black, as if probing into the depths of my soul, unraveling all the unknown secrets. My heart raced, as if something long ignored was now sprouting. Startled, I averted my eyes. My fluttering eyelashes failed to conceal my unease. My mouth opened and closed several times before I finally blurted out, "You're my ex-husband's brother..."

I moved forward, almost without conscious thought, drawn by an unseen force. My eyes locked onto a figure standing near the edge of the crowd. He was talking to Elder Rowan, his back to me. There was something about the way he stood, the way he held his head. But it absolutely couldn't be. My breath got caught up in my throat when he finally turned, his face towards me now and our gaze locked for a few seconds. Cassian, My Stepfather. The scent hit me hard. Perhaps I'm the one mistaken, there's no way I'm mated to my stepfather, right...?

My guy friends and I want to show coach how determined we are to make the win this weekend. “Hey,” I hear my stepmom’s voice from down the wide hallway. She has just come out of her room. “Did Roxy get home alright? I haven’t seen her yet,” she says. My stepmom is a good-looking woman, with golden hair that she wears in a bob cut to her shoulders and a slender body from all the Pilates she does. I shrug my shoulders. “Yeah, the brat is in her room.” “Don’t talk about Roxy like that. Honestly, when are you two going to start getting along?”