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I, love my mom's boyfriend Cold shower
Isabella's POV.I smirked as I glanced at the screen. Ezekiel had seen my message—his signature silence confirmed it. He was waiting. Anticipating. The thought sent a warm rush through me, igniting a heat that settled just beneath my skin.Sitting upright on my bed, I felt a spark of nervous excitement, my heart pounding in sync with the quiet hum of the room. I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I reached for the tripod and set up the camera. One click, and the red light blinked on.My chest rose and fell heavily, betraying my growing anticipation. Pushing my hair over one shoulder, I let my fingers trail lightly down my neck, brushing against my collarbone. My movements were slow, deliberate, designed for the gaze I knew was watching—or soon would be.Kneeling on the bed, I leaned forward slightly, biting my lower lip in a teasing smile as I began unbuttoning my shirt.One button.Then another.I left it draped over me, just enough to keep myself revealed. The delicate lace of
Last Updated : 2025-01-04I, love my mom's boyfriend Mom almost found out.
The piercing ring of my phone jolted me awake. I groggily grabbed it, careful not to wake Kathrine. She stirred slightly, her hand slipping off me before she turned over to face the other side, her breathing evening out again.I answered the call in a low tone.“Dude!”The voice on the other end was familiar—my childhood friend.I sat up a bit, nodding as he spoke.“Okay, I’ll come,” I replied before hanging up with a sigh.He had arrived in Italy to meet me, and I’d promised to catch up. But for now, my eyes felt heavy again, and I lay back, closing them momentarily.A minute passed before curiosity got the better of me. I reached for my phone again, scrolling to see if Isabella had replied to my last message.She hadn’t. She’d seen it but left me to read.I arched my brow, a mix of amusement and irritation crossing my face.“Playing hard to get?” I muttered under my breath before placing the phone back on the nightstand.Then, an idea struck me, and a sly smile curled on my lips. Wi
Last Updated : 2025-01-05I, love my mom's boyfriend Only under his spell
Dinner was silent—too silent. Mom and I sat across from each other, chewing, cutting, and sipping without a word being exchanged. Neither of us even bothered to ask about each other’s day. Wasn’t that strange?Yes, it was.But the truth was, I didn’t care anymore. I was fed up with her attitude—her selfishness, her constant “me, me, me” way of thinking. Everything revolved around her and what mattered to her.I pushed my last bite into my mouth, set my fork down, and closed the book I’d been pretending to read as a distraction. I stood up, ready to head to the kitchen, but mom’s voice stopped me.“How is your college going?” she asked, breaking the silence.I sighed softly.“Good,” I said, the single word coming out flat and unenthusiastic.Mom looked at me, her expression blank but her tone firm.“I hope you’ll do your best in your exams.”I pressed my lips together, holding back the sting of irritation bubbling up inside me.“Maybe. I don’t know,” I answered casually, brushing her e
Last Updated : 2025-01-06I, love my mom's boyfriend Red angel
The morning sunlight peeked through my window, brushing against my skin. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling unusually tired yet oddly satisfied. Blinking, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, my mind hazy from sleep.“Um…” I murmured softly, stretching my arms. But as the memories of last night crept in, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.I shifted beneath the blanket, sitting up slowly. My gaze fell on the mirror across the room, and I froze for a second. My reflection stared back at me—hair messy, one sleeve of my nightdress hanging loosely off my shoulder, and no panties.My cheeks flushed slightly, but instead of embarrassment, I tilted my head and smirked.I look… different. Almost as though something about me had changed.Chuckling to myself, I whispered in the mirror, “Like seriously, what’s going on with me?”I ran my fingers through my hair, my smile widening as I murmured, “This much craving for him? Are my hormones releasing too much for him or what?”Another small la
Last Updated : 2025-01-07I, love my mom's boyfriend One night stand
Isabella's POV.Ezekiel and I came back to the mansion after having a blast at the beach party. I had taken one shot of wine, just enough to feel a little tipsy, while Ezekiel had refrained since he was driving. We both plopped down on the sofa, the room bathed in a soft, dim glow that matched the quiet atmosphere.I took a deep breath, staring up at the ceiling for a moment. Then I turned to Ezekiel and asked, "Are you sleepy?"He shook his head and asked back, "Do you want to sleep?"I smiled faintly and shook my head. "No, not yet."I had a playful idea in mind. The wine had loosened me up just enough. "Let’s play something," I suggested, a mischievous glint in my eyes."Now?" Ezekiel asked, surprised but intrigued.I nodded, sitting on the ground in front of the table while he remained on the couch. "It's simple," I explained. "Let's play truth or dare."He didn’t hesitate, agreeing with a slight chuckle. He grabbed a small bottle from the nearby table and placed it in the middle.
Last Updated : 2024-10-26I, love my mom's boyfriend Break up
The club was alive with pounding bass and flashing lights, a perfect escape for anyone wanting to lose themselves in the rhythm. But for me, the music was just noise, and the lights only made the shadows in my mind darker.I had come here with my friends to try and forget, to drown my sorrows in a sea of strangers, but the recent betrayal was too fresh.My boyfriend—no, my ex-boyfriend—had been cheating on me. And with Nikita, my supposed best friend. The image of them together, tangled in each other in that hotel room, was seared into my mind.I tried to keep a mask of indifference, but inside, I was seething. I didn’t want to be here, but I also didn’t want to be alone. My friends, sensing my mood, left me some space, but Sneha, always perceptive, slid into the seat next to me.“So, what’s the next plan?” she asked, her tone casual but her eyes probing.I took a deep gulp of the scotch in my hand, feeling the burn as it slid down my throat. “Nothing,” I replied, my voice flat. I swi
Last Updated : 2024-10-28I, love my mom's boyfriend My mom's boyfriend
Milan Malpensa Airport buzzed with activity as travelers hurried to their destinations. I stood outside, the warm Italian sun beating down on me, my frustration mounting. My mom had arranged everything for this trip, so why was no one here to pick me up? I pushed my sunglasses up onto my head, scanning the crowd for any familiar faces.Just as my patience was wearing thin, I spotted Mr. Martin, my mom’s secretary, making his way toward me. Relief washed over me.“Ms. Isabella!” he called out.I raised an eyebrow, muttering under my breath, “Thank God.”“Finally, my mom has sent someone to pick me up,” I said aloud, not bothering to hide my irritation.Without waiting for a response, I walked briskly toward the car he had arrived in. Mr. Martin hurried to keep up, opening the door for me.I slid into the back seat with a stern face, choosing to remain silent. He quickly managed my luggage and took his place beside the driver.The car pulled away from the curb, merging smoothly into the
Last Updated : 2024-10-28I, love my mom's boyfriend Isabella
Ezekiel’s POV.I was in the kitchen, indulging in one of my favorite hobbies—cooking. After a hectic schedule, it was my way to unwind. The loud music blasting from the speakers amplified the energy, making the experience even more enjoyable. Suddenly, the music stopped. Surprised, I stepped out of the kitchen and spotted a girl with shiny, reddish hair glowing in the sunlight.I smiled, realizing this must be Isabella, the girl Kathrine had spoken so much about.“Isabella!” I called out.She turned to face me, her gaze lingering as if she were thoroughly inspecting me. I chuckled to myself, amused by her scrutiny.She was different from her mother; that much was clear from her demeanor. She had a fierceness in her eyes, a determination that was both intriguing and intimidating. I decided not to interrupt her, letting her take her time.And after a while, she asked who I am.I introduced myself, but Isabella assumed I was her mom’s cook. That was quite interesting, and I felt that my
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The morning sunlight peeked through my window, brushing against my skin. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling unusually tired yet oddly satisfied. Blinking, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, my mind hazy from sleep.“Um…” I murmured softly, stretching my arms. But as the memories of last night crept in, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.I shifted beneath the blanket, sitting up slowly. My gaze fell on the mirror across the room, and I froze for a second. My reflection stared back at me—hair messy, one sleeve of my nightdress hanging loosely off my shoulder, and no panties.My cheeks flushed slightly, but instead of embarrassment, I tilted my head and smirked.I look… different. Almost as though something about me had changed.Chuckling to myself, I whispered in the mirror, “Like seriously, what’s going on with me?”I ran my fingers through my hair, my smile widening as I murmured, “This much craving for him? Are my hormones releasing too much for him or what?”Another small la
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Dinner was silent—too silent. Mom and I sat across from each other, chewing, cutting, and sipping without a word being exchanged. Neither of us even bothered to ask about each other’s day. Wasn’t that strange?Yes, it was.But the truth was, I didn’t care anymore. I was fed up with her attitude—her selfishness, her constant “me, me, me” way of thinking. Everything revolved around her and what mattered to her.I pushed my last bite into my mouth, set my fork down, and closed the book I’d been pretending to read as a distraction. I stood up, ready to head to the kitchen, but mom’s voice stopped me.“How is your college going?” she asked, breaking the silence.I sighed softly.“Good,” I said, the single word coming out flat and unenthusiastic.Mom looked at me, her expression blank but her tone firm.“I hope you’ll do your best in your exams.”I pressed my lips together, holding back the sting of irritation bubbling up inside me.“Maybe. I don’t know,” I answered casually, brushing her e
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The piercing ring of my phone jolted me awake. I groggily grabbed it, careful not to wake Kathrine. She stirred slightly, her hand slipping off me before she turned over to face the other side, her breathing evening out again.I answered the call in a low tone.“Dude!”The voice on the other end was familiar—my childhood friend.I sat up a bit, nodding as he spoke.“Okay, I’ll come,” I replied before hanging up with a sigh.He had arrived in Italy to meet me, and I’d promised to catch up. But for now, my eyes felt heavy again, and I lay back, closing them momentarily.A minute passed before curiosity got the better of me. I reached for my phone again, scrolling to see if Isabella had replied to my last message.She hadn’t. She’d seen it but left me to read.I arched my brow, a mix of amusement and irritation crossing my face.“Playing hard to get?” I muttered under my breath before placing the phone back on the nightstand.Then, an idea struck me, and a sly smile curled on my lips. Wi
I, love my mom's boyfriend Cold shower
Isabella's POV.I smirked as I glanced at the screen. Ezekiel had seen my message—his signature silence confirmed it. He was waiting. Anticipating. The thought sent a warm rush through me, igniting a heat that settled just beneath my skin.Sitting upright on my bed, I felt a spark of nervous excitement, my heart pounding in sync with the quiet hum of the room. I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I reached for the tripod and set up the camera. One click, and the red light blinked on.My chest rose and fell heavily, betraying my growing anticipation. Pushing my hair over one shoulder, I let my fingers trail lightly down my neck, brushing against my collarbone. My movements were slow, deliberate, designed for the gaze I knew was watching—or soon would be.Kneeling on the bed, I leaned forward slightly, biting my lower lip in a teasing smile as I began unbuttoning my shirt.One button.Then another.I left it draped over me, just enough to keep myself revealed. The delicate lace of
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Ezekiel smiled, his eyes meeting mine warmly."You should stop saying thank you. You’re acting too formal with me," he teased gently.I pressed my lips together slightly, then tilted my head as I asked, "Then how can I show my gratitude to you?"Ezekiel took a deep breath, pausing for a moment before replying, "Keep smiling."I blinked, surprised."I like to see you smile every time," he added, his tone soft and sincere.I hadn’t expected that. In my mind, I thought he would ask for something more intimate, something that could draw us closer—maybe a kiss or a tender moment. But he only asked for my smiles.I exhaled deeply, looking at him, my thoughts churning.I thought to myself, I always treated you as my trump card—a card I planned to use and discard once it served its purpose. But now...My chest tightened. You’re forcing me to change how I think, making me feel weak for you in ways I never intended.As I gazed at him, his expression so open and unguarded, I felt something shift
I, love my mom's boyfriend Are you planning to rub my knee the whole night?
We were having dinner together, but the atmosphere was heavy and tense. Neither Mom nor Ezekiel said much, their silence louder than any words they could have spoken.I glanced between them, wondering if Mom had said something to Ezekiel earlier when she went into her room. Did they really have an unspoken storm brewing in their minds?The thought lingered as I took a small bite of my meal, chewing slowly.I decided it was best to stay quiet for now. Speaking up might stir something unnecessary, and the last thing I wanted was to ruin whatever small advantage I might have gained. The atmosphere felt delicate, as though one wrong move could shatter it entirely.When we finally finished dinner, we left the restaurant and climbed into the car to head home. Mom sat in the passenger seat next to Ezekiel, and I slid into the back seat behind them.The ride was quiet, save for the faint hum of the car engine.For a brief moment, Ezekiel’s eyes met mine in the rear-view mirror.It was a fleet
I, love my mom's boyfriend Play as a victim
I blinked slowly, letting the weight of the moment settle before speaking with a firm tone, “I will wait for you.”Ezekiel smiled faintly, the corners of his lips curling up in an almost imperceptible way. He nodded and turned to leave.As the door closed behind him, I exhaled deeply, a sense of triumph washing over me. I ran my fingers over the smooth fabric of my bed, a victorious smile tugging at my lips. It felt as though I had won.Fixing my messy hair, I let my thoughts swirl around the day, savoring every detail.By the evening, I was eagerly awaiting Ezekiel’s return. But to my dismay, Mom arrived earlier than I anticipated.Seated in the drawing room, I heard the sound of the door opening and her familiar footsteps. Our eyes met as she entered, her expression unreadable. Annoyed, I rolled my eyes and got up, intending to retreat to my room on the second floor.“Where are you going?” Mom’s voice rang out, sharp and clear.I halted mid-step, turning back to face her. “To my ro
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I heard Mom and Ezekiel’s voices echoing faintly.Their argument had been going on for several minutes after I stormed out, but now, there was silence.They were probably fighting because of me.I stood in front of the mirror, gazing at my reflection. My lips curled into a smirk.I felt like a homewrecker, but oddly, it didn’t bother me.“The one who’s breaking her own mother’s home,” I murmured to myself, the words dripping with irony.The smirk lingered as I tilted my head, studying my reflection.Am I truly the villain in your story, Mom?I tried to rationalize it, convincing myself I didn’t want to be.“I’m sorry, Mom,” I whispered with a bitter smile, “but you didn’t leave me any other choice.”The knock on the door jolted me from my thoughts.I straightened up, taking a deep breath to erase the traces of my emotions.“Isabella.”The voice sent a shiver down my spine. Ezekiel.Raising my brows, I wondered why he was here. Before I could react, the door slid open, and there he was
I, love my mom's boyfriend I’ll be just as selfish as you, Mom
Mom’s words landed like sharp arrows, piercing through my composure."Ah... I know it’s not your first time," she said with a scornful smirk, her tone calm yet cutting. "But do you realize that now you’re living with us?"I grazed my tongue on my lips as I carefully placed my fork on the plate."No one has the time to clean up your mess," she added, her voice dripping with disdain.Her words made me glance at Ezekiel instinctively. My heart sank. He was the one with me last night—he took care of me.Ezekiel’s gaze met mine briefly before he turned to Mom, his jaw tightening.“Kathrine,” he said, his voice calm but firm, “if I hadn’t had the time, I wouldn’t have done it.”His tone was laced with a quiet warning, but Mom ignored it completely, locking her sharp gaze on him.“But what about me?” she asked pointedly.“Don’t you think you should come to me first?”I blinked, realizing I must have disrupted whatever plans Mom had for Ezekiel. The thought only fueled my growing frustration.
