Stepmom Catches Me 소설 & 이야기

And he abruptly steps right in front of me. “I was trying to find you, but you weren’t in your room!” Nicoli booms. His face is a great grin. His cheeks look as red as his clothes. “I- cousin and Father took me here,” I utter. I can feel everyone staring at us. But it’s not coming from the crowd. It now seems both Father and Stepmother are now aware. I catch Father standing as if to get a better look. When he notices my stare, he grins with a big wave. Meanwhile, Stepmother pulls him back down to sit. A sour look quickly crosses her face before she is back to smiling. But her eyes seem to glare at me.

“Delete it and block the number. I’ll handle this.” “Handle it how?” I snapped, voice cracking like the anxious teenager I apparently still was. “We can’t just ignore this. What if they send it to your dad? Or post it somewhere? My mom would lose her mind. ‘Oh honey, you’re screwing your stepbrother?’”

DADDY, I CAN'T BELIEVE I CAUGHT YOU!: A QUICKIE The shock to my system is like nothing I've ever experienced before. I freeze in place, and a sudden surge—a delightful surge—travels down through my gut like the priming of TNT, the fuse burning to an undesirable end. Undesirable, because it's my stepfather I'm looking at. But the excitement is piercing, a stomach-churning disaster that erases all decency in a flash fire. I watch on, my eyes glued to the screen in the living room.

The dining room doors flung open and a voice echoed across the room. "Sorry I'm late," he said. A voice I recognized. "Some idiot jumped in front of my car." My heart froze immediately. I slowly turned my head and boom! It was him. The guy from the road. He froze when he saw me. His eyes widened, then narrowed into a dangerous stare. "You?" he whispered, his jaw clenched. Mom smiled nervously. "Cole, this is Liam. Your new stepbrother. I've told you about him, now you finally meet him.” She smiled warmly.

“But I brought you some buns. Eat these first so you don’t starve. Please, just hang in there.” The absurdity of it all made me laugh outright. They were unraveling so easily. But as I listened to the exchange, I realized it was time to intervene. If left unchecked, my stepmother would surely escalate the situation. I slipped my feet into my flip-flops and headed toward the door. When I stepped out, I found my stepmother crouched near the locked door, clutching a bag of food. Her face was etched with despair, tears streaking her cheeks. At the sight of me, her expression hardened, transforming into a mask of barely contained rage.

"That was different. We were family then." "Were we?" she asked, her voice small. "I mean, really?" I didn't know how to answer that right away. "I tried to be a good stepdad. Still care about you, kid." "I'm not a kid anymore, Brad." "I know that," I said quick, maybe too quick. "Doesn't change much though." The thunder rolled again, and I heard her shift in the bed. "Can you come back up here? Just for a little while. The storm's still bad."

BACK TO PRESENT Stella sighed. "How lustful my father is to even go after such an elderly woman whose as old his mother. How crazy my stepmother is of my father. How overprotective she is of him, yet she can't even caught him cheating on her. Fucking hell. The drama. Man, these people are sick! Cruel, wicked, sinful, and lustful.” She tilted her head into the door.

I just walked past him and into the sitting room, slamming the door behind me. Inside, I tried to breathe. The room was too quiet, too clean. I turned on the TV, hoping to lose myself in a movie. Maybe if I watched something light, I could forget where I was. Who I was with. But peace didn’t last. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and his son walked in like he owned the place. His shoulders were relaxed, but the smirk on his face made me sit up straighter. “Stepmom,” he said, dragging out the word like it was poison. “What’s it like, marrying someone old enough to be your father? Let me guess—it’s all about the money, right?”

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

Steven came in between father and daughter to take a stand for her. "Dad, She didn't try to go out. I took her with me forcefully. If you want to beat someone then beat me." Steven said, breathing heavily. Though he wanted to protect Renesmee from his Dad, he was afraid of his father's rage too. Trendon stared at him with his deadly gaze. "You took her out forcefully? Is she a five-year-old child?" He roared at him, making Steven jump with fear. Hearing commotion Brianna reached there along with Amanda. Brianna approached her husband to stop him from doing something to her only son. And Amanda stood there holding a wicked smile on her face. She was feeling happy to see them get caught. Becau