Novel & Cerita Sinning With My Stepmother

Then I opened my eyes in that familiar basement where my life turned upside down. My stepmom walked in and she could see I was terrified. I tried breaking free from the tight ropes that bound me to the chair. I was supposed to be a man. I was supposed to be stronger. But she knew there was nothing I could do right then. She had told me I was stupid for questioning her as she blindfolded me. I had bitten her hand hard, but she slapped me so hard that my head twisted. Then I felt their presence. There were probably about six women who stepped in.

When he looks at me, his eyes narrow. “Is that cum on your face?” he says in a menacing whisper. Before I can stop myself, I wipe my face again, confirming his suspicions. I see Scarlet snickering behind him. Fucking bitch. My mother opens her mouth to come to my defense, but his low growl stops her. “Don’t say a word. Your daughter has already embarrassed me enough for one day. I won’t have you embarrassing me as well.” ‘Your daughter’. I’m always my mother’s daughter when his precious Stephanie is involved.

The stone driveway gleams under the late afternoon sun, the marble lions on either side of the steps looking just as smug and judgmental as they did when I left three years ago. Everything smells the same, money, power, polished wood, and secrets. But I'm not the same girl who ran away at eighteen with a heart full of grief and a head full of stupid dreams. Back then, I was scared. Lost. Now, I'm fucking dangerous. The heavy oak doors creak open before I even lift a manicured hand to knock. And there he is. Alexander Wolfe. Billionaire. Kingmaker. Devil in a goddamn suit. And my stepfather.

Ryan POV I stood in my room with the door slightly open, listening to every word being said downstairs. My stepmother's voice carried through the house like thunder. Loud. Angry. Unforgiving. "You are a disgrace, Lila! An absolute disgrace!" I heard Lila sobbing quietly, trying to defend herself, but my stepmother was not having any of it. "Do you have any idea what you have done to this family? To your stepbrother? To our reputation?"

I asked again, tears streaming down my face as I tried to move away, but the three of them rounded me like predators trapping their prey. My stepmother, Evelyn, sneered with venom dripping from every word. “You stupid, ungrateful brat. Do you have any idea how long I’ve put up with you? Your pathetic need for attention…your self-righteous, selfish little tantrums…do you think I didn’t see through it?” She stepped closer, her red lips curling into hatred. “But I stayed quiet. I played along. Because I knew…one day…your miserable life would end. And that day is today.”

he snarled, his voice like a lash across my skin. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of my stepmother. The mocking tilt of her lips, the cruel glint in her eyes, she was savoring my downfall. I could feel her daggers cutting into me without her saying a word, echoing the venom she had whispered to my mother before her death. How she would steal our pack from us. How Father would always choose her and her son over us. Why was he always blind to her poison? Why had he never learned?

"If so, I apologize." Biting back my initial response, I try to make sense of what the fuck is going on, but before I can, my stepmother enters with Jackson, my stepbrother, in tow. Pulling myself free, I straighten up and wait as the mother-son duo takes me in with looks of disgust until they find Anya, and then those looks of disgust turn to hatred. "What have you done?" My stepmother barks, pulling Anya to herself. "You brat! Did you do something to hurt her?"

She gasped out loud " What did you say " I smirked "You heard me " She wanted to play dirty so here I am giving her the taste of it. She can't win against me. I've been quiet for the whole time she insults me. This time around, I'm gonna stand up for myself. News flash, my stepmother also had a prostitute mother who also gave birth out of wedlock. " you ingrate. I should have never allowed my husband to bring you to my house " she snapped. Her eyes were red. She was so angry

"I refuse to engage in another argument with you, Susan! Your son, driven by his infatuation with a foolish rogue, attempted to sacrifice everything. He sealed his own fate the moment he fell for that woman!" A single tear escaped Susan's eye, tracing a glistening path down her cheek, as she struggled to compose herself amidst the hurtful words. The pain of hearing her mother in law’s harsh judgment pierced her heart. With a quivering voice, she mustered the strength to respond, her voice laced with both sorrow and determination. "You can't be so cruel, Mother. If I had treated Gio with indifference, like a typical stepmother might, he would not have flourished into the person he is today. H

His chest felt tight due to the guilt that built up in his heart, as he was remembering all the hatred he directed towards his late stepmother. "I know for a long time ago that you hate my mother, Brother. And I could not blame you for hating my mother." Unexpectedly, he gasped when he heard a confession from his younger stepsister that was beyond his expectations. He looked at his younger step-sister who was now looking into his eyes. She was no longer crying, as he had seen her earlier. "Since we did exactly as my late mother expected us to do before, she was successfully manipulating all of our memories."