Nonton Film My Step Aunt Novels & Stories

"I had to know where you lived. I had to see the world that made you." "Why?" His eyes softened. "Because I want to marry you." The words hung in the air like a secret prayer. "Stephen..." I whispered. "Don’t worry about your aunt. Leave that to me." He opened the car door for me. My knees were weak, but I climbed in. He drove us back to the compound and walked me straight to the door. I didn’t know what scared me more—what she might say or what I might finally say back. The moment we stepped in, my aunt looked up from the TV. Her eyes narrowed. "Who is this one?"

The mess Gianna, Jules and I made last night right here was gone but something smelled different. I frowned, for a second I couldn't place it. It was something familiar. The scent drifted through the house. Comforting. I stood there for a second longer than necessary then I started walking faster. The closer I got to the kitchen, the stronger it became. And suddenly I knew. A smile tugged at my mouth before I could stop it. I pushed through the kitchen doorway and there she was. My aunt. Standing in front of the stove, her dark hair was tied back loosely. Several pans were working at once, something baked in the oven, something simmered on the stove.

I slammed my fist onto the table, barely able to contain my rage. “There’s nothing I can do, Henry; he married Sol. Besides, your stepmother is a good person—” "Even you, uncle? You fell for the act of that gold-digging maid my father married?!" Uncle Roberto sighed and slowly adjusted his glasses, trying to calm me down. "Henry, calm down. Solana is kind. Yes, she used to be a maid here, but she’s a good girl. She took care of your father, and—”

She stood there, her posture confident yet friendly, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing here. “Mom, have you not missed me?” Stephanie’s voice broke the silence, and she directed the question at Aunt Emily, who smiled warmly at her. I blinked in confusion. I hadn’t known that Aunt Emily had a daughter, let alone someone as poised as Stephanie. The two of them looked like they shared a bond that was deeper than I had assumed.

“Sorry I’m a hugger. Hope that’s alright. Brady!” Aunt Steph redirects her attention to me, giving me a tight squeeze as well. “Sorry I was asleep this morning when you swung by. I hate I missed my favorite nephew.” Her grin is contagious. “I’m your only nephew, Aunt Steph.” I let out a small laugh. She waves off my comment. “Minor detail. Come on in! Make yourselves comfortable. I’m ordering food to be brought up. You guys want a cheeseburger? We’d love for you to eat with us!”

Aunty Bola looked at me and laughed too. "Why do you look so off, Uthman? You guys are at the stage where you have girlfriends and hide them away from us." "Well, I don't have a girlfriend." I replied her curtly "But you have a girl you like." Aunty Bola added. Oh no, my modern step mother should not join in this malady. Yes, my Step mom is 29, not that old. She was 20 when she came into our house. And she's super, super modern.

"You don't seem to be okay, how did my son bring you here?" "I said I wanted to go home but I was surprised because she brought me here aunt." but it's okay, I also want to see his mommy. "Where are you from?" "Hospital." I answered directly. "Hospital? What are you doing there? Who is sick? Tell me!" Come on, just relax, Tita, you have no opponent. "Ah, what's the matter Aunt, Stephen is pregnant so we went to see the doctor to see if the child is okay." I said, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Not letting me see him or call him? "But I love him" Zoe simply said as she got up from the chair and grabbed her bag, then she walked out of the house without even looking back at her aunt. Getting into her car she drove away. Zoe is always pissed off everytime her aunt tells her that Scot is her step brother, she know that he's her step brother. Zoe's mind was a mess and finally she arrived at the building where she was working and walked into it. Getting the elevator to her office, Zoe entered as she threw her bag onto the sofa ignoring everything. Suddenly, she heard someone's groan.

“That is a good idea. For now, let's get my step-cousin out of you.” “You make a great aunt.” She smiled genuinely, her eyes twinkling like the less evil version of her mother. “Yeah yeah…” A text came in.

The pain is even heavier by the fact that they haven’t appreciated me since childhood. "Oh, Arya, why do you look like that?" I came back to my senses when I heard Aunt's voice. They have returned to the kitchen. She is accompanied by Uncle Luisito who is our avid driver here at the Hacienda and Maria who is assigned to the coconut plantation. "Wait, are you crying, huh?" Aunt added when she approached me. I immediately raised my eyes to bring back the tears that were forming in my eyes earlier. I took a deep breath. "N-No, Aunt, I just remembered the sad ending of the movie that I watched last night. I just can't move on with it." I excused myself.