All Chapters of My Young StepMom: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!”Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment."I—It hurts. Be gentle!" I gripped the bedsheets tightly when he suddenly plunged his entire length inside. I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face, not just because of the pain, but because of the reality that I had given my virginity to the wrong person—a virginity that should have been for my husband. To his own father.I thought he would stop when he felt me pulling back, but a playful smirk formed on Henry's lips. The heat of his breath against my neck felt like it was burning."Holysh*t! Are you bleeding? Damn you, woman! How... you're my father's wife, how the hell are you still a virgin?" he said angrily, but am

The surroundings of the mansion were already cloaked in darkness, with only the large bulbs hanging in every corner of the garden providing a sliver of light. I carried a bowl of food for the dog, Bruno. Despite being exhausted from a full day of tending to Don Freddie, I never forgot to feed my husband’s dog.As I walked alongside the high wall of the mansion, I suddenly stopped. I heard a strange sound coming from a dark part of the garden, a sound like someone struggling to breathe, as if being strangled, or like an animal giving birth in the intensity of its moaning."Ana?" I called out softly when I saw the familiar shadow of my fellow maid.Ana was facing me, her knees buckling, eyes bulging, and her mouth open as if wanting to scream, but no voice came out. Behind her was a man I couldn't quite make out because the thick branches of the hibiscus bushes obscured them. All I could see was the man’s hand gripped tightly around Ana's neck, seemingly strangling her with sheer cruelty

I peered down and was shocked by the obscenity unfolding between the two. Under the cold moonlight filtering through the window, I saw a sight I never expected. A naked man was on top of Ana. His broad back showed hard muscles rippling with every violent thrust. Despite the darkness, I knew every line of that body all too well."Ughh... Henry... more... ohhh..." Ana moaned, sounding crazed and hoarse.My breath hitched. I didn't know why my chest suddenly tightened, as if thousands of needles were piercing my heart."Fck, Ana... fck," Henry’s voice groaned, confirming without a doubt that it was indeed him. "Stay right there... don't you dare move..." he added.Every rise and fall of Henry’s body felt like a punishment to me. The ferocity of his every movement caused a loud slapping sound of skin against skin, a rhythm that synced with the frantic beating of my heart. I gripped the side of the bed, my hands trembling."Ahhhh! Henry! More... ahhh!" Ana screamed, seemingly uncaring if sh

The sunlight streaming through the large windows of the dining hall failed to provide any warmth to me. Instead, I seemed to feel even colder as I sat across the long table. At the end of the table sat Freddie in his wheelchair. His skin was as pale as paper, and every breath was accompanied by a faint wheeze a reminder that death was just standing behind him, waiting for the right timing. Despite his weakness, the old man's eyes were still full of love every time he looked at me."Eat plenty, Solana... it seems you didn't get any sleep," Freddie said softly.Before I could answer, I heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. My heart suddenly raced. The anxiety I felt last night was here again."Good morning, Dad," Henry greeted him. His voice was full and baritone, a far cry from his father’s weakening voice.Henry sat across from me, making his handsomeness even more visible, but to me, it was as if I were looking at the devil. Henry’s eyes landed on me—a quick but scrutinizing

"Aren't you going to school yet, Sol?"I looked up at Roberto who was currently organizing his papers in the living room. He had only visited Freddie, and tomorrow he would be flying to Europe."In a while, Roberto. I'm just waiting for the driver to return, and then I'll have him drop me off at school," I answered."And how about you and Henry? How is your relationship as stepmother and stepson?"I looked away. Because Roberto was naturally smart, he simply let out a sigh. Even without me saying a word, he understood my situation inside the mansion."He's hard to get along with, Roberto. He's like a tiger. Every time we cross paths, I feel like he wants to kill me. If it weren't for his father, I would have left this mansion a long time ago.""Don't worry, Sol. Once your husband passes away, you'll be free, and you can use the money to get far away from Henry.""I'm afraid that once his father dies, he might have me killed, or he might actually kill me himself," I said, meeting Robert