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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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134 Chs

37. Grandma

"Because of the girl just now?" Jude said, in a guttural tone, that I hadn't heard from him before. Dangerously dark, making my insides vibrate uncomfortably.

"No, what does it have to do with her? You know what I mean. I'm your teacher...." My quiet voice went into a whisper, 

"....and your stepmother. You can't just." Come over every night and mess with my mind. But I stopped when I thought of the broken-child pose he had displayed yesterday and made a beeline.

"At least not at school. You should know that putting a plaster on people shouldn't take that long and warrant one to be that close." Having spoken my mind, I felt a bit better, but I still didn't look up, opting for the ground again. Damn.