My Hot Stepfather novel Chapter 6

Vanilla

It was a freaking nice day at school and for the first time in my life, I got a boyfriend. I was in a relationship and I didn’t think about what would happen if we broke up soon.

Seriously, who cares about the future? He might be a good guy after all. Or what if he was a playboy who fell head over heels for me? After all, the demon was an angel once.

Maybe I could turn the devil and angel angina or something. I’m not so powerful and I have zero experience in taming the bad guys. But being in a relationship even for a day was something great.

I don’t care if we ended everything the next day because it wouldn’t leave me with a broken heart and rainy tears on my cheeks or anything.

For me, falling for someone was definitely the toughest thing ever.

Maybe because I subconsciously made some borders around my heart or maybe my brain refused to fall in love with someone else.

Or maybe I’m truly in love with my father! Yeah, what if that was the truth? What shall I do then? He was my stepfather! My dad. The one that I can’t live without.

It would be a pain in the ass for me. I couldn’t just betray my mother by even thinking this way of her husband, who obviously and clearly was the one who considered me his own daughter.

Even though being treated like a princess in school was something incredibly hot. Jack was the most popular guy at school, so being around me and next to me and eating with me during the lunch break made all the eyes twitch and all the mouths playfully started gossips.

But we honestly didn’t give a shit. We just enjoyed the moment and it was going great until we finished the day and he was supposed to drive me home as we discussed previously.

There was someone who didn’t accept that obviously and just showed up waiting for us at the gate of the school. Dave commanded me to get inside the car and to be honest, I couldn’t ignore that scary tone or object. I just obeyed quietly.

“Dad? What are you doing here?” I blinked, staring at Dave who was only mumbling with unsounded words and fuming angrily.

Jack stared at me and whispered, “What’s wrong with your father? I told you he hates me.” I guess he was right.

Dave pointed his fingers to his car. “Get in the car now Vanilla. And yes, I hate that guy and I don’t trust him.” Dave threw Jack killing looks.