Step Mom Free Use Novels & Stories

I ask. “Yes!” she screams and leaps up. It’s been five months since I was taken home by my real family, five months since I discovered Aunt Isabelle’s true colours, Five months since I found people who sincerely love me and wished the best for me. Honestly, my family has become the most important part of my life. I can never stay a day without seeing them. My mum, Leilani, treats me like I'm the most precious thing on earth, and most times I wonder why Melinda never gets jealous. My dad, on the other hand, treats me like I'm the most delicate thing on earth. He pampers me at every chance he gets. Just last week, Dad ditched his take-over ceremony for Melinda and I’s birthday. Grandpa had fix

Tucked beneath a pile of forgotten chains was a sleek, black credit card. It was linked to the main family account. The unlimited one. Not my personal credit card my grandpa gifted me. This was the one my father and stepmother used to fund their new life, their parties, Kate’s endless "needs." A slow, dark smirk curved my lips. It felt strange on my face. New "Since you all know how to spend so freely with my mom's hard earned money," I whispered to my reflection, my voice a low, unfamiliar rasp. "Let’s see how you enjoy being penniless once I'm done with you all."

This is your chance to set the record straight, got it? Alan nodded fervently. After I had my coffee, I got up to leave. The products Christy and Mom were selling in their live stream sold out. I checked the trending topics, only to find many netizens supporting them. That was because Christy had boldly claimed she would pay my mom four thousand dollars a month indefinitely as long as she could keep streaming and selling products. This had always been a game, one that depended on keeping constant conflict between my mom and me. As Mom's so-called benefactor, Christy stood to gain a lot from this. What she called a salary was really just a business move, and she was able to catch this massive