All Chapters of In Love With My Stepson: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“How are you going to survive in this mansion if you’re this innocent, Hazel?”My body trembles incessantly in Ryan's hold, My entire body burning up, butterflies fluttering wildly in my stomach; worst of all, my panties are getting soaked.“I don’t know…” I mumble, and he smiles, his darkened eyes flickering down to my parted lips.“You’re so tempting…” he trails off huskily as he leans in again, and I find myself following his lead, leaning in as well. Our lips meet softly, but deepen the next second—lips part, tongues gliding over each other.Ryan's hands slide down from my back to my waist, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. He grips my hips with force and yanks me hard against his groin with a grunt.My eyes widen as I feel his bulge against my lower belly.“Uugh,” he groans as he grinds his clothed erection against me. I feel the hard ridge of it even through the layers of fabric separating us. My body arches into him, feeling pleasure course through my veins. “Ryan, you’r

As Ryan leaves, in the next two hours of giving some time for my large breakfast to digest I walk around the mansion. I still haven’t uncovered every corner of this massive estate. Adora, the housekeeper I’ve barely seen since yesterday morning, only shows me the places she wants me to see— not the ones I care about.I stroll into a narrow hallway beside the kitchen and just as I turn a corner, I start to hear noises. My chest tightens with unease as I begin to walk slowly and carefully, trying not to make any sound.As my feet bring me closer to where the sound is coming from, I realize it’s not just random sound— the noise turns into voices, then into words until I begin to hear a full conversation.“Sir… please—wait.” a small, pleading female voice, begs. I can feel the fear and resistance in her voice even from a distance.“Wait for what, Ruth? I want you now!” A man's voice growls, making chills course through my own veins.“But sir, I’m not on duty.” She yelps, and a crashing s

I’m outside the vast mansion with Ruth, a place I haven’t explored since I arrived.The backyard is unreal; if the interior design is luxurious, then this is something else entirely.My eyes sweep around the area; it’s far more comfortable and relaxing than inside. It feels like it belongs to another owner, a place where magical stories unfold.There’s a huge pool, a bar, a barbecue section, and an inviting, comfortable sitting area. Beyond that, there’s a garden with a lawn stretched out, vibrant, and perfectly trimmed, with stone paths winding through beds of flowers.Ruth and I stroll around the estate, her finger pointing here and there as if she’s giving me a casual tour. “So…” she starts hesitantly. I nod quickly encouraging her to continue. “You want to know about the underground bunker, right?”“Yes,” I reply quickly, my pulse picking up. “I need to know how to get there because—”“Do you really need to?” She cuts me off, sounding both cautious and worried.“My brother might b

A friendly word?The way Ryan emphasizes it doesn’t seem like it’s just going to be a friendly word.I stand up slightly from the stool, ready to protest. But Ryan's steps are long and fast, and before I can call out to him, he storms out of the kitchen.I slowly sink back into my seat, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. I keep taking anxious glances, back toward them, to see what’s going on.What exactly does Rayn want to say to Aldo? Wait—what if it’s because of what I told him and he tells him to stop following me around? Honestly, I’d love that. But what if Aldo refuses? What if it turns into a fight?My chest suddenly tightens with worry.Oh no, Ryan, please come back!֍ ֍ ֍My eyes are fixed on Aldo who doesn’t shift or move, standing motionless in his position as I walk towards him.When I reach him, standing directly in front of him, he gives a slight bow, and then our eyes meet head-on, since we are the same height.“How may I he—”“What are you doing?” I question, cutting

Finally, I’m out of the prison mansion, all thanks to Ryan.But now I’m not so sure of what I’m getting myself into. When he said I should follow him to his training, I didn’t expect it to be the very next day!!!Oh well….A bulky dark-skinned guard standing by a door Ryan has been walking to, reaches out and opens it. He bows at Ryan, who’s in front of me, and as I’m about to pass through, he bows at me as well.“Thank you,” I say, before stepping through the door, and as I do, my eyes expand in astonishment.“We’ll start with shooting,” Ryan says, but I’m barely paying attention to him, as my eyes roam around the arena. My heart thudding with a mix of nerves and curiosity as I take in the sight.It’s a black room with high walls, thickly padded with soundproof panels, shutting out the chaos and noise of the outside world and trapping us in an eerie silence.My gaze shifts to the firing lanes, each separated by tall black barricades, each marked with a number from 1 to 6. Far ahead,