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Cain squeezes and my stepfather turns purple. "Don't kill him!" I shout, and Cain looks down at me. "You okay, baby?" "Yeah, Daddy, I'm okay." My stepfather looks between the two of us, and Cain tosses him to the ground. He coughs and spits as he tries to catch his breath. Cain stands over him menacingly. "She's mine now. You got that?" he growls, and my stepfather crawls back against the wall. "She's packing her bag and she's never coming back. I won't keep her from her mama, but I'll keep her from a piece of shit like you."

Frederick sighed and stepped forward, reaching down to help me up. "Jonathan, I understand you're upset. But we're family. If you just tell us the truth, we can figure out how to help you." "Tell you the truth about what?" I shoved his hand away. "About how you married my mother while chasing after Yvette behind her back? Or about how I almost got killed taking the fall for you?" "Enough!" My mother kicked me hard in the shoulder. "You can't control yourself, and now you're pointing fingers at your own stepfather? You're disgusting."

That feeling will go away once Mom moves in with my sister. "Hey." I slap the arm of the couch he’s on and that seems enough to bring him back to the present. His eyes find mine and he gives me a small smile that looks almost forced. "Hey. Did she answer?" "Yeah. Um– don’t think she wants to talk to me." I bite the inside of my left cheek as I settle on the second couch, and he nods. "That’s expected. Give her time. It’s not every day your stepfather divorces your mom and you’re moving out the next second. I’m sure she’s pretty shaken."

Carla: I don't understand Ashley's behavior anymore Me: a teenager, when a stepfather comes into the life of a child that's how it goes Carla: no you don't know her, it's not her behavior Me: I understand Carla: it hurts me, we are no longer accomplices Me: will it pass, are your late husband's paintings expensive? Carla: yes, dear. This allowed me to go at least 2 years without working Me: well sell them Carla: Ashley is going to kill me, she's going to kill you actually Me: the money you keep it on my app and after her master's degree, if she wants to buy a house, we give her the money

He was close enough that my brain stopped producing useful thoughts and started producing only static. My heart slammed against my ribs. His eyes dropped to my mouth. My breathing grew ragged. And then front door opened downstairs. We both froze. Voices floated up from the entrance hall. It was his father's laugh and my mother was speaking in the background too. Knox pulled back slowly. His dark and unreadable emerald gaze remained on my flushed face. My hands shot forward to grab my textbook which I shut so hard. I didn't wait. I didn't even say goodnight to my mother or his father… my new step father.

“ Oh girl , you look so pretty and I would choose you over and over again without any regret . I just can’t deny the fact that you look this good without doing too much . I smiled at my step dad , hearing him praise me in that manner My step dad was now my best friend and my comforter and I found comfort with him and I just wanted to spend as much time as I could spend with him . For the last time , I knew that I was a bitch and I accept that fact with my whole heart , I don’t even care what anyone thinks of me at this moment , I was going to do anything that makes me happy if that means having him all to myself then I didn’t care because I am going to fo that over and over again , till I lo

'I'm still making up my mind on what I plan on doing with her,' my stepfather spouted in return. I knew at the time of my recalling this memory that my stepfather was drunk as I could hear him from my room as, at the time. Brazen was already fast asleep. I tried to lay there motionless as both men came and stood in the doorway of my room and tried to make sure I had myself covered. I'm not sure why but I got the feeling that whenever Bo would look at me it's like he would undress me with his eyes and it made me feel horrible. I don't know why I felt that way or why any person would give off that sensation to another individual, but I felt I was way too young to be looked at in any sort of ma

So when I walked into the big room,my stepfather sitting quietly at the head, Mikhail at his side, my mother hovering by the fire, and her—my stepsister—whispering as if already mistress of the manor—I stood tall. "Have you reached a decision?" my stepfather asked calmly. I nodded. "I have." He smiled. "Good. Then let us go forward with the passing of title—" "I'm not passing it." The silence was so thick, it was noisier than any scream. "What do you mean?" His voice dropped low, deadly. "I said I won't give it up." I stepped closer. "You people decided my future without talking to me. Again. But this time, I won't let you."

My stepfather had made it clear that I was leaving, but I had no idea where we were going or what would happen to me once we got there. ** ** My heart felt like it had stopped beating as my stepfather dropped the bombshell on me. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What do you mean, purchased me?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear and anger; those words didn’t make sense to me right now. My stepfather sneered at me, clearly enjoying my distress. "Exactly what it sounds like, girl, the man out there is the Beta of the Alpha King, he has just paid for you on behalf of King Darius, and you now belong to him."

Chapter 1 “Daddy…” The word slipped out of my mouth in a broken moan as I shoved two fingers deep into my soaked pussy. I was supposed to be studying for the past hour; textbooks were open on the nightstand and notes scattered but my mind drifted back to Steven. My step-dad. Forty-five, built like someone who swung hammers for a living. Broad shoulders, strong forearms with dark hair that made him look rough in the best way possible. He’d been part of my life since I was sixteen, but this summer… something had shifted. The way his eyes lingered on my legs when I came down for coffee in my tiny sleep shorts.