Ruined by Mr Voss
Then reality intruded, the bathroom door was slightly ajar because the sound of my mother’s voice suddenly rang out clearly from downstairs, amplified by a microphone.
“Thank you all for celebrating with us tonight! I’d like to introduce my wonderful new husband to those who haven’t met him yet, Harrison Voss!”
The man still buried deep inside me, is Harrison Voss, my stepfather.
I froze, as my blood turned to ice.
No. No, no, no.
His eyes met mine, widening slightly in shock that mirrored my own. But beneath the surprise, something darker flickered, possession, hunger, and a dangerous spark of recognition.
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