Step Mom From Parent Trap Novels & Stories

"If you miss a single night... if you so much as hesitate... I’ll show him the footage from The Velvet Room. I’ll show him the VIP receipts with my signature on them. I will watch him throw you to the street in the middle of the night. He’s a proud man, Zora. He would punish you for this lie, and his punishment would be far worse than anything you've felt from me." He turns back to me, his dark and imposing body, against the afternoon sun. "Do we have a deal, Stepmother?" I look at the diamond band on my finger. I look at the door where my savior, Arthur, just stood. I am trapped in a house of glass, and Ethan Reynolds is holding a handful of stones. "Yes," I whisper, the word tasting like p

“Since becoming a single parent, my mother worked harder. She didn't want to use the compensation money. In one day, I don't know how many times Mama moved from house to house, teaching piano lessons. Until one day, she ... she ...." "Enough! Don't continue anymore," Max cut as he pulled his wife's hand to stand up. “I want to take Gabriella around. Excuse me." Ignoring the faint smile on Herbert's face, Max led his wife away from his father. “What a useless question. It turns out that he is not satisfied with disturbing my composure,” the CEO grumbled as he walked up the stairs. Arriving at the deserted upstairs balcony, Max finally checked his wife's face. "Are you okay?" he asked, bending

"Yeah! Mommy is so beautiful, but he doesn't like mommy but prefers those hypocritical women!" Patricia remained silent, quietly listening to their conversation, unable to tell them that their jerk of a father had disappointed them again. He had fallen into Debbie's trap once more.

"Don't you? Why does it hurt you? Or does it hurt because you know it's true? Tell me, what's your price? How much did Dad pay for you to please him?" Henry violently pulled my hair to make me look up at him. "You got billions... but it seems you weren't satisfied in bed. I can feel you trembling, Solana. Are you scared? Or are you getting wet because, for the first time in a long while, you're feeling like a man who still has his strength?" "Y—You're wrong... I'm not that kind of woman..." "Liar!" Henry shouted. "Don't treat me like a fool, like Dad did. He paid you, and as payment for what you did, you’re on my list!"

When I raised up my head again , it was still the three of us . My step dad turned to look at my mom and hugged her . You can’t blame her my love , the trauma is more than what you can understand I have been dealing with this rogues for years and trust me when I say that they do unexplainable things to you and that is exactly what they have done to your child , they have fooled her to believe that all this things I was the one who is doing them but I am not , I will just have a talk with her “ Mom nodded her head obediently and walked out of the room .

I was even afraid that one day, he would break my record. My eyes scanned my stepmom as I watched her speak friendly to Trisha. The way she looked at us seemed normal but I couldn't help but wonder if she did in a way feel captivated by Derrick's muscular build. Who knows… She might be a slut just like Catherine, our last stepmom. Would she fuck him if she had the chance?

“People are that wicked, kitten. There are bastards who would go to the end of the world to get what they want and your stepmother is one of those. She is greedy and disgusting and your parents were unfortunate to have been caught in her trap” I turned silent because I didn't know what else to say. It's like I've been repeating the same thing over and over again and he had been giving me the same reply each time. “Let me help you deal with it, kitten. It's no longer your mess but ours. It won't be enough to just find evidence and give it to the police. She got away the first time and the next five times so what makes you think she would find her way around it again?”

I made my way downstairs, wanting to get coffee when someone tapped me on the shoulder, telling me someone was waiting for me outside the company. I didn't think twice, so I followed her, wondering who it was. The moment I walked out of the gate and saw my stepmom standing by a black car, I immediately knew it was a trap. I turned around instantly, wanting to leave but the lady who had led me outside sprayed something in my face, paralysing my bones until I collapsed on the ground. Then darkness.

" I heard my father curse and stumbled to the door. He threw open the door, and I heard his frantic, pleading voice. Not that he wants me, but if I go,who would make him all that money. Curiosity took over me and I tiptoed to my room door, opened it and peered out. "Please..." My father begged. "Ask him to give us six months. Six more months! She will work harder, I promise. We will pay your boss." The guard pushed my father aside and entered the apartment. He scanned the room until his eyes landed on me, hovering behind the door. Ah, there you are," he said with a smirk. "Mr Hamilton has been waiting for you." My Stepmother shot into my face like a bullet, her eyes bloodshot and wide in ala

[I was thinking, "YES!!" Me: "Well, mom would be a fantastic actress. I never noticed her in that way, but some of my friends think she is somewhat attractive." [Okay, I underplayed it; if I said that I thought mom was f--king hot and couldn't wait to do her, he probably would have had some reservations about the project.] Dad: "Your mother? I don't know. Even if she would, who could be the other actor, someone inexpensive but trustworthy?" Me: "Let's ask mom first..." [Yes! The trap is set, the foot is in it; now to spring it with a 3rd party opinion, my high society mother...]