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“Wait… is Mr. Caesar Aidan’s father? How did I not know that?” Still processing everything, Malikha was about to leave when the door suddenly opened again. “I’ve told you countless times—stay out of my business! You’re not my father!” Aidan snapped as he stormed out, turning back to face Brandon. Brandon stepped closer, taking a deep breath. “Can’t we talk like two grown men for once? Or better yet, as father and son? Whether you like it or not, I am your stepfather. I have legal custody of you.”

He turned me around to face him. Up close, Julian Vane was terrifying. He was forty-two, nearly twice my age, with silver hitting the temples of his dark hair and eyes the color of a winter sea. He’d been my stepfather for three years, a man of few words and cold checkbooks. I’d spent those years avoiding him, ducking into hallways when I heard his heavy tread, feeling his gaze on the back of my neck at every dinner. “Julian, let go. People are watching,” I hissed, glancing at the few lingering mourners.

It looked like something from a storybook. "Welcome home!" A deep voice called out. A tall man stepped off the porch, and Lily recognized him from the wedding photos. Alpha Kane, soon to be her stepfather, had graying black hair and kind eyes. He looked strong and important, the way alphas were supposed to look. Mom jumped out of the truck and ran into his arms. They kissed, and Lily looked away, her cheeks warming. Luna woke up and pressed her cold nose against Lily's neck. "I know," Lily whispered, scratching behind Luna's ears. "We'll be okay. We have to be."

“Tris—“ my mom’s yelling was cut short when the door finally opened. My breath caught in my throat when a very familiar man stepped out of the house. Was this the husband? My mom walked over to him with a big grin. “Tristan, this is Nicole, my daughter. Nikky, this is Tristan, your stepfather.” I blinked. That was my stepfather? The same man who had fucked me two months ago that I couldn’t seem to forget was my new stepfather??? Was this a joke?

And worse, their reasons are almost all the same: at this time we’re not hiring. My heart literally drops to the ground. I’m finished! “I know my father must have spoken to Mr Ken about my application, but when I got the email this morning, I got a little too excited,” she continues to speak. The dread I feel forces my lungs to tighten, each breath forced and barely enough. “I can see why you would want to quit; you clearly don’t need the money. Neither do I, but I mean, Mr Ken is your stepfather, and you’re the daughter of Queenken. She’s my Idol.”

“But one of the new staff members was in the east wing. We need to be more careful.” I pushed him back slightly, breathing hard. “Or we could just tell them. Rip the bandaid off.” Liam’s expression darkened and he stood up, pacing. “You don’t get it, Alex. This merger could make or break the company. Dad is old-school and finding out his heir is fucking his stepbrother? It’d be nuclear. I’m not ready to lose everything yet.” “Everything including me?” I shot back, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

I doubted it. “I run an events company,” I replied, keeping my tone steady even though my pulse was racing. “Small parties, corporate functions, that sort of thing.” “Impressive,” he said, eyes holding mine a beat too long. “Takes a lot of dedication.” Mum smiled between us, completely oblivious. “See? I knew you two would get along.” I stared at my plate, food suddenly looking impossible to eat. The man I’d slept with. The man I’d insulted and paid off like some cheap mistake. He was going to be my stepfather?

I immediately looked away, my cheeks burning up. "Cut the bullshit. I doubt you haven't seen a dick in your life." He spat out. My gaze immediately snapped to his and I felt the same temper rising again. "You don't know anything about me. For your information, you're my stepfather, just reminding you in case you lost some of your brain cells on the way here. You shouldn't talk to me like this. Don't be a creepy pervert!" I was panting by the end of my tirade.

But I couldn’t stand this silence anymore. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me,” I said, standing my ground. He finally sighed, his shoulders slumping. “Fine. You want the truth?” He shook his head, like he was tired of keeping it inside. “That man? I know who he is. He’s not just some random guy.” “Who is he then?” I demanded, feeling the weight of the moment. Sebastian hesitated. “He’s my stepfather,” he said, his voice almost a whisper. “He’s… he’s someone I used to know. Someone I got involved with a long time ago. I hope this is enough to feed your curiosity.”

The voice said. "Thank you, I will get back to you," Stephan said and hung up. He sighed as he plopped down on his leather chair. I had no idea about the relationship between Stephan and the man. However from the way he spoke to the man over the phone, there was a deep respect from Stephan toward the man on the phone. "Who was that?" I asked curiously. "That was my father's old friend and ally, he has been the unofficial CEO of this company after my father was no longer capable of running the business," He told me.