Loving My Billionaire Stepson

himself between my legs as his smoldering eyes pinned me d

turning my head to the side of the pillow,

e cooed as he slowly slid and destroy

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regnancy results, his face solemn and neutral. Yet

pe sometime today?" My mother-in-law who sat next to me sneered sarcastically. I sighe

ati

everyone is the only thing you are good at, other than being a barren husk," the doctor hardly even blinked, it broke something

e parade of shame through the halls of the hospital, several ey

ts like water, keep my head weekly, bow

some r

ated her e

alked ahead to press the button

she walked past, then when I tried to follow in

st in time to hide my burning tears, which pooled in the corner of my eyes. Quickly, I wiped them off w

mother-in-law would probably drive off if I wa

to my body in an icky manner, she didn't even have the decency to hid

ad to endure th

symptoms of pregnancy. Get me tested only to make a foo

sick

ldn't dar

assion, if she needed me to jump his

the tip of my toes, dragging her demeaning eye

esore, I don't even know why

y, but I kept the mask on my face neutral and unmoved, knowing that was the only way I cou

n her head thinking of the next insult she went through then her

least he can have some fun outside to be a

d I almost faltered bu

fun' beyond the confines of our matrimon

which had no fingers so I couldn't escape. Holding me in a vice grip th

away that devious smile never falling, "

me ruffled Dolan bills, tossing them on the

et you there," She said, op

ot, I only broke out of it as she left the spot from

reaching for a bomb I ben

cades of existence and chose to pick on me because my husband, Elliot Winter, looked the other way. He'd alwa

ove him, and in her own chec

y hand, heading towards the

n the back seat, two choices were in front of me right now, I could easily tell him to take me ba

s. He'd ask me about my day and apologize for his mother. I would accept the flo

cab driver

a deep

den