My Stepsister Is My Ex-girlfriend Novelas e Histórias

I whispered I had to. I mean, I can't see you in danger and not say or do anything, right? If anything should happen to you, the guilt will kill me" she sighed heavily My past is messed up just like yours. Long story short, my boyfriend betrayed me and married my step sister who has been nothing but mean towards me for more than 15 years. We have the same mother but she doesn't care about me' My boyfriend promised me marriage, after inheriting his family's company. At first I was unaware about the wedding but when I finally knew and crashed the wedding. Not only did he deny me, he humiliated me and called the police, throwing me in prison without a second thought'

she said, playing the part of a grieving woman clutching her pearls. "You're still young, Alice. Don't you worry, I'll take care of you." It wasn't long before I learned what that meant. I wasn't her stepdaughter anymore, I was her servant. "Alice, clean the dining room." "Alice, make Clara's breakfast." "Alice, why can't you be more like Clara?" Clara. My flawless stepsister. Beautiful, pampered, and heartless. She thrived under Victoria's regime, lapping up every second of her newfound power.

She acted so well, not raising a single suspicion. "So you decided to have someone do your dirty work? Take pictures of our private moments while you pretend to be our friend?" "James, I…" I withdraw my hold on her and let her move towards him. "You know how badly I want you. You know how much I love you. You know how I feel, and I– I couldn’t handle your rejection. I was willing to do anything. Besides, she’s your stepsister, James." She passes me a look of disgust, and I chuckle wryly as she turns back to him. "What you’re doing isn’t right, and you know it. You should be with someone like me. Someone who—"

“Don’t play stupid. You disappeared for hours today and came back looking like you’d rather be anywhere else. And the one person you cared about checking on was Rhea.” “She’s my stepsister. Her mother was in the hospital. Of course, I cared about making sure she was okay.” “Right. Your stepsister.” She said the word like it was an accusation. “Is that what we’re calling it?” I took a step toward her, letting my presence become slightly threatening without actually touching her. “Be very careful what you say next.” She did not back down, which surprised me. “Or what? Will you kick me out while I’m pregnant with your child? That would look fantastic for you.”

I still hadn’t told Marie about any of this. I shook my head and looked out the window. She was going to lose her mind when she found out I’d agreed to a fake relationship with my ex-boyfriend’s stepbrother. I wasn’t ready for that conversation yet. I’d tell her later, when I had a better explanation for my own decisions. The car pulled up in front of one of the most luxurious shopping plazas I’d ever seen. I was just staring at their nice collections through the transparent glass, like I always did whenever I passed by on my way to work, when I heard Mike’s voice.

He leaned in again, this time slower his kiss gentle, certain, sealing every unspoken promise between them. Behind them, thunder rolled softly in the distance not as a warning, but as applause from the heavens. When they finally pulled apart, Zara rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. “You know,” she murmured, “if someone had told me two years ago that I’d fall in love with my ex’s stepbrother, I’d have laughed.” Leo laughed too, low and warm. “And if someone told me I’d end up chasing a barefoot girl in the rain, I’d have called them insane.”

Chapter 1 I've been spying on my step-sister for about two months; watching her change her clothes through her bedroom window. I never thought I'd take it any farther than just spying. She is my step-sister , after all. To me it's just a good way to see some tits, ass and pussy on a regular basis.

“You don't know, do you?” Every instinct inside me screamed. No. Don't. But he looked straight at Hayes and said— “Your new stepsister...” He paused. “...is my ex-girlfriend.” There was silence for one second. Two. Three. And then— The mate bond exploded with fury. And beside me— Hayes' eyes flashed crimson.

I said, my eyes flickering to Ava, who was still laughing at whatever silly jokes her friend was telling. I wondered what— “And why are you staring at her?” Maya’s voice broke me away from my thoughts. “Staring at who?” “That freak!” “She has a name, Maya, and I wasn’t staring.” She rolled her eyes, pouting. “Baby, you didn’t even call to check if I returned home safely. It’s unlike you.” I exhaled sharply. “I’m sorry, I was busy.” “Let me guess, with her?” I pulled away from her, already getting irritated. “It’s too early for this, and I don't know what you’re thinking, but she’s my stepsister,” I spat. “And unfortunately, my project partner, so we had to brainstorm.”

She smirked and said, “Humph! I’m giving you a lifetime opportunity here, so sleep with the old man. Give him your body. Have sex with him. Give him pleasure. Do it for your stepsister.” “Do it for my stepsister?” “Yes. Replace her in her stead.” “How could you do this to me?” Stella’s stepmother sinisterly smiled at her. “It’s simple. Because I hate you.” “For the hatred of my mother, you’re selling me off to the richest and old man," said Stella, clenching her fists tightly. “Of course," said her stepmother, laughing crazily at her. "This is your mother’s redemption.” “What?” gasped Stella.