All Chapters of MY TABOO STEP DADDY : Chapter 241 - Chapter 243

[TRISTAN’S POV]"Why are you doing this?" I ask, and I'm on my knees now, completely vulnerable in a way I haven't been since I was a child. "Tell me why."Yosef's laugh is the laugh of a ghost—something that exists in the space between life and death, between hope and despair. His hand tightens on the knife, and I watch as Carlton flinches at the pressure."You know the answer," Yosef says, and his voice cracks on the words. "I've always known it, and you've always known it too."He's right.I've known for years what Yosef's obsession represented—the unrequited love of a man who gave up everything, who surrendered his legacy, who made himself small and broken just for a chance to be near someone who could never love him back the way he needed to be loved.I was his first obsession. His only obsession. And then Carlton walked into my life, and I made the choice that destroyed my brother.Everyone appears within seconds of each other. Declan limping slightly from a bullet wound in his

EPILOGUE[TRISTAN’S POV][TWO YEARS LATER.]"Papa! Papa, look!"Gerald is running, which is a generous word for what he does, more of a determined wobble-sprint that takes him across the grass in the general direction of the swings, arms pumping, blond hair catching the afternoon sun the exact same way his father's does.His father being Carlton, not me, though I have long since stopped feeling territorial about which of us he resembles more. He has my jaw, apparently, my build already showing in the broad set of his small shoulders, but Carlton's eyes. That impossible arctic blue, looking out at the world like he's already deciding what he wants to do with it.He's two years old and already has more opinions than half the men I used to negotiate with."I'm looking," I call after him, jogging to keep pace, which should not be as difficult as it is for a man who has survived three assassination attempts and a war with the Volkov bratva, but apparently chasing a toddler across a playgr