All Chapters of In Love With My Stepson: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“No! Mom! Dad! Please,” I cry, staring at my parents, as I struggle with two huge men aggressively dragging me out of my house. “You can’t do this to me! You can’t just sell me off like this!”Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine my life would turn out this way.I have dreams and goals I look forward to, and I’m happy with whatever life has in store for me. But that doesn’t include being hauled away by several men, and forced into marriage with a mafia boss. The day starts like any other—actually, better than most.I’ve just wrapped up my third year in college, now in a taxi heading home for summer break. Today is better than most days not because I’m going home but because I get to see my younger brother, Andrew again. He’s the one I care for the most.Better than most days ‘cause I don't have to stuff my face in textbooks. My college life is stressful and hectic– normally it shouldn't be, but because I have to work twice as hard as top students to maintain my full-time schola

They shove me into one of the luxury vans and My eyes widen, caught off guard by the design I had only seen on TV. Instead of the usual rows of seats all facing forward, two plush seats face each other.They force me down into one of the chairs, carefully binding my wrists. Across from me, the brute man settles in, his men occupying the other seats.“Don’t worry, Hazel darling,” he says, His eyes gleaming with a sick satisfaction. “Your life from now on will be filled with so much enjoyment and luxury. You’ll be crowned the queen of an empire. Just make sure to obey me, and everything you desire will be yours.”"I don't want anything from you but for you to let me go!" I snap.His smirk deepens. “And if I do, where will you go? Back to that family that sold you? The ones who will hand you over to another organization the moment they’re in debt again? You don’t understand the situation you’re in, Hazel. You have nowhere to go, no one to run to—except me.”I hiss, biting back the angry

My mind fills with thoughts as my hair and makeup get done.My body is here, but my mind isn’t, it’s trapped back in that suffocating room where I signed away my freedom and my future, just to protect Andrew.Now i will never be able to escape, because if I try, Andrew’s life will be taken.Kill my dad for all I care, but not Andrew, he’s the one I will do anything to protect.Mr. Zephyr has won.When they finish with my hair, makeup and get me dressed. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, not even recognizing myself. I have never seen myself this beautiful.My tousled light brown hair is styled in elegant French curls, and my makeup is light, enhancing my features. My lashes are darker, longer and thicker, framing my light brown eyes perfectly, nails are perfectly polished. All these are things I never had the luxury to care about.My entire life, I’ve never had enough time or money to care about myself.I was always doing chores in my house, studying, crocheting, or searching for

“Mmh…” a moan escapes my lips as an aching pain surges through my body. As I slowly gain consciousness, my eyes flutter open to a blinding light. I glance to my sides—I’m the only one lying on the king-sized bed, tangled in soft sheets. The vast, luxurious room is empty, no one in sight. I scan for a clock and find it. The time reading 6:30 a.m. But the last time I can recall, it was 8:13 p.m. I can’t recall a single thing—literally nothing from that time. My mind is a void. There’s nothing—no memory, no sensation—just an empty space where hours should have been. But then, one sentence drifts back from the fog of blurry memories. "Your body belongs to me." Lennox’s words creeps in, his voice sounding very clear and chilling, as if he was right behind me. It worked, Ryan’s pills actually worked. Grateful I try to move under the blanket but my body feels too sore and heavy as if every muscle has been battered. My legs, thighs, arm, waist back. Finally i become more aware of

The moment I reach home Madam Adora greets me with extremely good news.“Mrs. Zephyr, Your husband had to leave for an urgent trip to Italy,” she says and my eyes instantly widen in both surprise and excitement. I prayed in the car, that he goes to work and come back very late, so i will not have to spend time with him.But this! This is more than I asked for and I’m not complaining.What would be an even better news? He dies on this business trip and never returns.“When will he be back?” I ask.“It shouldn’t be up to two weeks.” She answers. “But he says not to worry too much and when he returns, he’ll take you on a honeymoon, and you two can make up for the lost time.”“Oh i'm not worried,” I whisper. The only thing I might be worried about is that so-called honeymoon. How would it go? Especially if Ryan is not around.Now in my room, I sink into an armchair staring at the wall.I’ve lost my virginity to a man I didn’t want—a night I can’t even remember. Trapped in a marriage wit