Novel & Cerita Step Sister Needs Money

For the first time in my adult life, I wanted a girl that I had just met and it was not just any girl, it was my step sister. I imagined the disappointment that would fill mom's eyes when she learned of how I felt for Chelsea Engels and I tried not to imagine what her father would say or do. It didn't matter what would go wrong. She was the girl I wanted to break my two years of celibacy with and I was yet to find a reason to not see her in the light which I already did.

“He’s clearly in a tough spot.” Stephan’s gaze snapped to mine, and I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “Castiel, I warned you not to feel bad for this man. You need to listen to me. I’ve been in this business long enough to know the tricks these people play.” “But she’s just an old woman,” I protested, my heart racing. “Look at her! She’s terrified.” “She’s not the one who owes money,” Stephan replied sharply. “And you don’t know what her son is really like. These people can put on a show to tug at your heartstrings, but it’s just that—a show. We can’t afford to get involved in their drama.”

he’s going to make me do things I’ll regret I just know it. Steph walks into the room looking like she’s just been crying. “Steph! What’s wrong?” I ask frantically. “What? Nothing. I’m just getting my period soon so I’m emotional.” She plays off. “Emotional about what?” I investigate. “I saw a homeless man digging through garbage..” she says.

I really needed to find a quick solution and I needed to do it fast, which brought me to the decision that stripped me of whatever little self-respect I had left; Begging Richard for money. It was something I'd never considered doing before, not even in my wildest dreams. But considering that the dude was loaded and he would do anything to help his girlfriend's sister which was also his ex girlfriend with whom he couldn't find faults in. "Stephen." I called gently but the lad was barely willing to listen to anything that wouldn't bring out the millions for his sister's surgery. The poor boy definitely loved his sister too much.

Ruby kept crying “Babe, don’t you think now is the perfect time to approach Stephan? He has the money and he can help”

“And I’m going for him.” He starts yelling. Accusing. Promising. Begging. Threatening. “Go fuck yourself!” I tell him and hang up. Stephanie stares at me like I just committed a crime. “You ended a relationship,” she says slowly, “for a man you don’t even know. A man who didn’t look rich—when you clearly like rich guys. “I have money,” I reply calmly. “Enough for both of us. My dad is fucking wealthy. Just one call, and I'll have any amount I asked for and even more. So money is not a problem.”

“I know I have disappointed you once, and I am so sorry, but I need you to trust me now that I won’t let that Stephan guy marry you,” “Steve,” She corrects me. “Whatever his name is. You will not get married to him,” “If it is about money, Steve, I can sort us out, I just want to get away from my family,” Does she honestly think that it is about money that I can’t save her from her family? She would be surprised to see my bank balance and one of my properties. “Baby girl, I don’t need your money. I am a man, and I can provide for both of us,”

“You also don’t need to be so rude.” “How am I being rude? You’re bothering me on a workday while I’m trying to finish some important paperwork. If you need money, ask and tell me why. I’m not giving it to you for stupid shit, but I will help if you’re in a bind, so what’s the issue?” She sighed. “Your stepfather got fired this month, so we’ll need some money to help cover bills until he finds something else.” I asked how much she needed, and the amount pissed me off. “This is foronemonth of bills? Where are y’all staying? In a high-rise condo in downtown Denver?” Last I knew, they lived in a trailer on the other side of the state.

“Maybe carry your drugs across the state in my body? Or just give me the money and I’ll pay you back with interest?” “And how exactly will you pay me back?” he asked, his tone mocking. “My interest rates are quite high, and you don’t seem to have a job. How will you manage it, Miss Anderson?” “I’ll find a way. I’ll get the money back within the deadline.” “Can you raise one hundred and ninety-five thousand dollars in three months?” he challenged. “Because that’s my deadline.” “I…” The words died in my throat. I knew I couldn’t. But I couldn’t sell my body to him either. It went against every moral I had and he was my ex’s stepbrother.