"Bless me daddy, for I have sinned."

Geoff Vasily was a sick bastard. He was depraved. 

I knew something was off about him the moment I saw his slicked golden hair and stony gray eyes. 

I used to live a cheap, albeit independent life supporting myself and my mother, despite my eighteen years of existence. 

The day he walked into the cafè, I knew the Devil had just walked into our lives. I told her not to take the card, but she didn't listen. 

Now, he doesn't even look at my mother. He's fixated on me. 

My stepfather. My doom.

Warning : This book is an age-gap, taboo romance, with dubious consent. If anyone is sensitive to this, I advise you not to read it.

Twisted Confessions

I passed Geoff with pain in my heart to add to the pain in my head. Last night, I just wanted to forget the pain and forget the memory of his words, but in the end, he was the one who ended up taking care of me. 


I decided to give Geoff one day to apologize. If he didn't, then I had to go. I can't live with this constant ache in my chest. 


The words sounded pathetic even in my own mind. 


Marla, the cafè owner gave me a full time job once she knew that I graduated. I thought Geoff could come to my Graduation party, but that card seems to be off the table now. 


I dressed in a pink polo shirt and jeans when I saw Geoff in my doorway. I opted to ignore him. He looked as drunk as I felt. 


I put my keys and money in my pocket and stood in front of him. He was still blocking the doorway. 


I sighed. "What do you want from me that you don't already have?" 


I watched him as his eyebrows furrowed and he stepped aside. 


Chapter 31