Step Sister Needs Money นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sophia’s latest text burned in my pocket all day like a live grenade. I felt sick. suddenly starring in my own blackmail drama. This wasn’t some TikTok scandal, this was real life with real rich people who could destroy us. I spent the afternoon pacing my room, AirPods blasting sad playlists while I tried to act normal. Mom kept texting me about helping with dinner prep for Sophia’s visit. Like, cool, let’s all pretend everything’s fine while my stepbrother’s “perfect match” threatens to expose the fact that he’s been railing me every night.

“We don't have that much money. Our company is not as well as you think! Twenty million would just be enough.” “Don't fool me. I won't bother being in this mess if you're just worth twenty million!” “Make it forty and I will let you go.” “Forty million? Is this man kidding me? “ “Twenty million can't even make your little girlfriend go home in one piece. Haha!” “Don't touch her. Listen, mister. I know that you think of our company as something big but forty million in cash is even impossible. “ From where I was, I could see Jason desperately begging for mercy trying to explain and ask for consideration.

I snap, my eyes burning. "I didn’t lie to Arthur about being a saint! He just assumed. I'm sincere about him, and I don’t want him to regret saving me... I became a stripper for money, but not anymore! We’re both part of this family now… why can’t we just focus on our marriages?" He doesn't reply. He acts. He rips the dress from my hands, letting it hung to my hips. I stand exposed, the cool air stinging my skin, my nipples hardening instantly under his predatory gaze.

Until Justin came, of course. It was fresh in my memory, how I met my stepdad. Mother had called me a hundred times, giving me orders on coming home for holidays or she was going to stop my tuition. I didn't have a side job, so yeah, I had no choice but to listen to her selfish request.

She had hoped their paths would never cross again, but here they were, and Stephanie hadn’t changed one bit. Stephanie smirked at Elarie’s reaction. She was clearly pleased that she had struck a nerve. “What? No witty comeback… sister?” she taunted. “I mean, I always knew you’d end up as nothing. But this?” She gestured toward Elarie’s expensive new outfit. “Who are you sleeping with to afford this? I mean, it’s obvious you’ve had to turn to prostitution to survive, right?”

Macey said and I had to shush her as I looked around the cafeteria Olivia nodded glumly. “My stepbrother but yeah, something like that.” “No wonder he crashed the party yesterday. Must have been hard to see his kid sister getting a lap dance,”Macey said and winked. Rolling her eyes, Olivia retorted. "Not funny. I've always been an only child and I'm okay with that. I don't need some misogynist prick bossing me around.” "What? You're kidding me? I wouldn't mind a billionaire brother right now. Step, half, whatever. You're walking in money, bitch!” Macey said and clapped.

after closing the door and locking it, the male said whilst leading the way. As they head towards the place, Tyler is busy looking around the place, the mansion is really expensive, the difference between his friends and them is that he's friends invested in a hotel to accommodate them and also fund their friendship savings, but these guys build a mansion, maybe finding the funding stuff a trifling matter that one of them can just do if need to be.

"Of course not. If she comes out, you're going to have to serve that old man." "What?" "Yes. Your father took his money already." "He did?" asked Amy in shock. "Yes. He did.” “But mother!” “No buts! Your father took the money that was offered on the table. And it wasn't small either. It was a huge amount." "Oh, how much?" Stella's stepmother whispered the amount into Amy's ears. "What! He offered to have a one night stand with me for two million dollars." Stella's stepmother nodded. "That's right, my pretty daughter."

“Mila enough. I know there is something you haven’t been telling me. You think I never noticed the marks or the scars? I said nothing because I didn’t want to push you, but now. You need my help and I will, but please don’t lie to me. I’m your best friend.” She’s right. It’s time I told her everything. “My stepmom has been hurting me for years now. After my father died, he left money for me to use for college and anything else I would need while I got my education. Everything else was left to her, but she used it up in less than a year. She can’t access any of the money my father gave me, so she’s been trying to find a loophole ever since. With my father only giving me enough for tuition, wh

She wasn't happy when I brought Anita up, and I wasn't in the mood to listen to her whining, so I didn't tell her what I was really thinking. I missed Anita, though, a whole lot, but I also knew that she was right. Our parents were about to be married, so we would legally be step-siblings. Even if we didn't have blood between us, people would talk if they knew we were together, and it might hurt our parents too, now that they were about to get married. "Evan!" I groaned. "I got you, just be quiet, it's distract-ing." "You're already distracted," she scoffed. "Drive already." I kept my mouth shut and drove us to the wedding venue.