Owned By My Stepdad Novels & Stories

Nervous too. I don't like feeling like this at all; it always brings tears to my eyes. Worse, I'll start wishing for the ground to open and swallow me whole. At this point, I no longer stay in Michael's villa. Well, as the former pahkan's daughter, I now have my own mansion in the estate, something I never thought would happen. I've told Grams and Maisie about this, and they literally couldn't believe their own ears. Right now, I'm heading to my former apartment with Maisie to grab the remaining valuables that I left there.

Sometimes, she forgets I'm her twenty-two year old child. “When do I meet this bag of goodies?” I tease her like I've been doing since she tells me about my soon-to-be stepdad. She giggles like a teenager in love. “He’s away for a business trip. But he’ll be back by dinner. He wants to meet you and also, it will be a family dinner.” That makes my stomach flutter. My mom already told me that her fiance has a son. I've always wanted a sibling but the thought of having a stepbrother gives me mixed feelings.

everything! “I’ll hold you. I’ll remind you that you’re okay, William. That you have nothing to fear with me. That I’ll be there for you. Take care of you. I won’t hurt you.” His words replay endlessly in my mind, and I lick my lips nervously. He is way younger than me. He is my stepson. And he has successfully managed to make me hard. Which is wrong. Very wrong. But that doesn’t stop my blood from raging, rushing straight to my cock.

he growled, then pressed me against the wall and fucked me until I was screaming. That night, I snuck into my stepdad’s office while mom was fucking him in their room, and got the existing will along with the new one I had drawn up. When I sat down with him, he’d quickly glanced at the existing will, growling that Stephanie gets everything. Then, he’d looked over the new will. “We need to make some changes here,” he said. “Like what?” I asked.

I crossed my arms, trying to hide it, but his gaze dropped there anyway. Fuck. I could feel myself getting wet, my pussy clenching at the way he looked at me like he already owned me. “This is crazy,” I muttered, but I didn’t move away when he stood up and stepped right into my space again. “You can’t just… you’re my stepdad now? This is fucked up.” “Yeah, it is,” he agreed, voice rough. One big hand came up and cupped my chin, tilting my face up to his. “And you’re going to do it anyway because you don’t want everyone knowing what a dirty little thief you are. Do you, Willow?”

she asked. I ran my hand through my hair as more thoughts crossed through my mind. “Maya, you are not part of your grandfather's will; your father says you are a bastard and your mom was a whore he spent just 1 night with." That was my father’s lawyer, a message from prison. Dad now calls himself my stepdad. All my life, it's been one sad tale or another; someone is always walking out the door, and no one looks back to know how I feel.

He had held my hand countless times when I was younger, especially whenever I was frightened. But my feelings had changed years ago. His hadn’t. That was the problem. We walked through the mansion while people watched us. I heard whispers behind us. “She is so lucky.” “Imagine having Cassian Vale as your stepbrother.” “I would never complain about anything again.” I pretended not to hear them, or maybe I was used to hearing them. Cassian led me upstairs and opened the door to my bedroom. The moment we stepped inside, he closed the door behind us.

He glances at me for a moment before concentrating on driving again. "Dad's secretary took all my things at home. My belongings are already in the mansion," he replied as I just nodded. Wait, why doesn’t this kid respect me? I'm older than him and I'm his stepmother. "Respect me from now on Rhys. I'm your stepmother and I'm older than you," I spoke which made him nod. Well, he was nice and easy to talk to.

Mom: Louis needs space for his gear Me: what have I got with this? Mom: I just want to warn you and .. Me: do what you want mum, his equipment put it where you want I don't care I'm getting out of there again, he's pumping my air out. I have to go and cool off a bit Louis A few hours later, my wife decided to store my materials in her late husband's studio. Carla: I don't understand Ashley's behavior anymore Me: a teenager, when a stepfather comes into the life of a child that's how it goes

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.