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My Psycho Stepson and me

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family.  That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before. Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage. On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence. Clearly a psycho. Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife.  Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction. And she should be proven right. First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know. Thanks for all your support! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

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99. Sharing (Jude's POV)

"Why are you grinning?" Lenny appeared beside me, as I was leaning against the glass, watching the scenery. He was the first one who thought of a potential thing between me and Lesly being rather 'hot' than 'disgusting'. So, although I didn't want to explain myself about something I hadn't even realized I did, I answered him.

"Thought of a joke." Giving him a glance, I continued,

"Go and play."

Lenny nodded obediently, not coming closer to see what I was watching, which I wouldn't allow him anyway.

"Oki." He ran back and played. These gender-mixed games that Lesly arranged were something new. I don't know if they did so at her old school, but it wasn't practiced here.

In our old PE lessons, the boys would run or play. The girls would be either let alone to gossip while watching. Or, they would get a few wooden things put together, where they could jump over, or some mats laid out on which they could move, trying to gather the attention of the boys.