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Not by her own father. It’s a shame. “Maddie will be your stepsister,” he added. My stepsister my foot. How great that she already got a nickname, just like Cara, who he betrayed. “Madison cannot replace Cara, but destiny has made her my daughter and your stepsister. Therefore, she shall not be treated like other girls outside this house. Your relationship shall be genuine, just like every stepbrother and stepsister, and nothing more. Madison is a good girl. You shouldn’t change her with any of your behavior. I don’t want to go through any troubles with her mother. Did you hear me correctly?” he sternly asked. That cool dad he once was was gone from those eyes, which now blazed with fierce a

He has taken me to places I should be, and I have learnt a lot about companies and how to navigate my way around businesses. I learnt a lot from him. But now, I regret everything I have done to be like him. I gave up my teenage years, dedicated my life to the company, only for him to give it to his secret son. I am the only child of my mother, but my father has a second wife, Donna, my stepmother, and she has a daughter, my stepsister Selina. My mother went rogue when she found out that my father had a mistress, she threatened to divorce him, but she loves him so much, she forgave him and he made Donna his second wife.

Shit, why was she making me have these wicked thoughts? “But he hasn't done anything wrong. He's just trying to help me out.” Her voice shook. When I turned slightly, she shrank back into her corner of the seat and my lips spread with a dry smile. “Oh really? You have so much trust for a stranger but not your stepdaddy.” Even the word ‘stepdadfy’ sounds like a fucking joke to my ears, when it shouldn't. I shouldn't be seeing my stepdaughter as a woman, but I am.

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the

I lie there a long time before sleep finally takes over — *The next morning* I wake at six-forty to the sensation of being looked at…with sleepy eyes , I see a younger man staring at me and when I opened my eyes there is a man in the chair by the window with one ankle crossed over his knee, watching me like I'm a programme he's halfway through. I sat up fast and the sheet comes with me as my mouth flew open to shout. He lifts a hand to face me before finally speaking…"Hey there," he says. "Who are you." "Cashmier." "Cashmier?." "Mm." He smiles, and it's his father's smile with the manners taken off. "Eldest. Nice to meet you, stepsis." "Stepsis." "Your mum's been running this house right? Th

DEVOUR Step daddy- Step Daughter “You’ve got to be kidding me” I muttered, watching Mum load the last bag into the car. “One weeks that’s all, Isabella needs me and you know how your aunty gets.” Mum said, slamming the car shut. “You’re eighteen, Jen you will be fine.” “You know I’m not worried about me,” I said nodding towards the house I could see my step dad Damien coming out through the kitchen counter totally unbothered about everything.

"I just walked in to find you face-fucking my stepdaughter. Explain yourself." "Watch your tone. I'm still your older brother and I'll still belt you across the mouth when necessary." Cain's cold warning jolts me, but I still scoot closer, pressing my face against the backs of his legs. "I didn't know who she was." My stepfather shoves a hand through his perfectly styled hair and laughs. "You expect me to believe that? Jesus, man. She's barely out of high school." Cain curses. "She's legal, though?"

He eventually got tired of the constant rejection and took the hint "they are both older than me though." "How does it feel to know you have two stepsons that are older than you?" "Grateful that Lucas didn't leave them young, and me with their responsibility." Rogue suddenly stops walking and stares at me intensely, "Wow! I'd never have guessed you were already a mom the first day we met, you looked so put together, so hot." I roll my eyes, "Yeah right,"

Miguel turns to leave, pulling me with him when she gasps "The hair. I've seen you somewhere. Angel, where have I seen her?" "Don't know, don't care." He's already pulling me to the door but my feet feels like concrete. "You're the stepdaughter." She says calmly, so calmly that I turn to look at her. The venom in her eyes is unmistakable. "So, now you're not only accepting the fact that your father married that wench buy you're also, what do I call this? Are you fucking her? Oh my God, I can't believe this. This is so fucking hilarious." She cackles "The apple really doesn't fall far from the tree."

I figured she would be Carolyn’s daughter, but the fact that she is my stepsister and should be off-limits does not register one bit as I imagine what she would look like on her knees before me. “Zayne, nice to meet you,” she says, her voice sounding like a beautiful melody. She presses her body against my chest while I whisper a silent prayer hoping that my manhood behaves itself. After a hug I consider way too short, she pulls away, smiles, and makes her way down the staircase, my eyes following her body. Thick chocolate thighs, her round buttocks highlighting her tiny waist with ample breasts. I have never been with a girl like her before, having stuck to blondes or brunettes all my life