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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*

Chay007 · 都市
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135 Chs
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24. Meeting the cat (Jude's POV)

I sat there until most of the night had passed. Standing up, I cracked my neck and went for their bedroom. Through the entrance and the corridors, bypassing my room, I soon stood before their door.

Opening it, I saw her still awake and, again, my father's hands that were around her, even in her shirt. A sudden disgust hit me, and I wanted to turn and leave, but my body disobeyed as I came closer, crouching before her just to watch.

Her eyes looked beautiful in the moonlight, glittering. And I really liked this deep blue the more I saw it.

The next moment, she stopped to look at me, and I was left irritated, but her eyes displayed joy, which I had only seen when she clutched that stuffed cat she had fished out of the trash container.

Her hand moved in my direction, and I suppressed the impulse to catch it in my own. I watched her stroking something invisibly; her actions that of stroking a cat.