Later that night...

Adrian's POV: 

I never expected to meet the new wife my father got married to this quickly. 

So, after that old man killed my mother, he decided to get married to a very young girl to replace her? 

And what was Julianne and Kathy saying? I angrily smashed the cup I was holding, rising up on my feet. 

How could they be satisfied that their father got married to another woman just after leaving our own mother? 

It was just a week since mother died, and Dad used that fucking opportunity to get married to a younger lady who looks as if she is just eighteen or seventeen. 

I angrily glared at the shards on the floor, as the servants were packing it up. 

Did my dad just get married to an underage girl just to make sure I get pissed off?

   That motherfucking asshole of a father! 

I sighed, raised to look up the stairs if I could see her anywhere, but she was nowhere to be found. 

I filled up two glasses of whiskey. 

Of course she would love to have a glass, wouldn't she? 

I met her at a club before. Of course she would love to take a sip. 

        I walked up the stairs. 

    "Good day s..." 

    "Where is her room?" 

The servant pointed at the room right opposite mine. 

      A grin appeared on my face.  

Father made a very bad mistake installing the sheep there, beside the wolf's den. 

      I got to the door, knocked. 

She didn't answer at first, then I knocked again. 

         "Nanny Elsa, is that you?" 

I could hear her hurried footsteps, then a click— she opened the door. She was in her pajamas, her hair - wet. And very well, I could see her pink nipples standing right in the pajamas she was wearing. 

She looks extremely small. Is she really seventeen? She looks 5'0 feet tall, or perhaps 4'8? 

"Oh, goddess." She quickly wrapped her arms around her chest. She caught me red-handed, but did I care? NO!

     I stepped in, didn't wait for her to tell me to come in. "Sir?" 

  I coated my face with a smile, as I playfully clicked her forehead with my index finger. 

She raised her brows, wondering why I did that. 

  "I didn't see you downstairs all day. I was worried about you."

Her face screamed, 'YOU WERE WORRIED ABOUT ME?!' 

   "I...um...I...was just here. Here. Yes." 

Immediately she said that, she slammed her hand on her forehead, obviously embarrassed. 

"It's okay. Would you like a drink?" 

She shook her head. "No, I don't drink." 

 Lie!

I clicked her head again. "Do you really want me to say it?" 

     "Say what?" She looked confused. 

  "Have you really forgotten where I met you the last time?" 

Her face immediately became glum. She never expected I would catch her right where I wanted to.  "Or should I remind you?" 

    "I...uh... I...I was forced there. You know, it was my birthday then, so I was forced to go there by my friends, and I couldn't say no to them..." She chuckled, sounding embarrassed. "Gosh, I am saying rubbish again." 

    "So, what should I do about this then? I brought it, for us to have a toast. You wouldn't say no to me, would you?" 

   "Bu..but I don't..." 

I forced it in her hand. "A drink won't hurt. Just a drink, and I promise, you won't get drunk." 

She finally freed her chest, dropping her left hand. 

       What a nice view. 

  I clicked my glass with hers, waiting for her to drink up, but she was still hesitating. 

I took a sip from mine, waiting for her to drink too. 

She faked a smile at me, looked back at the drink, before drinking it all up. 

       She coughed out.

"Ah, good." I collected the glass from her. "Told you it will be alright. Look at you, are you drunk?"

She shook her head in reply. 

"Which means you can take another one." I gave her my drink to take. 

I would really love it if she gets drunk. Some stuff she would need to spill, some things I would love to hear from her own mouth. 

"But..." 

"I promise you won't get drunk. I can drink the whole bottle without getting crazy. Trust me, two shots wouldn't even make you tipsy." 

     But she already looks tipsy from that one glass she took. 

She took down the drink at a go, coughed again before giving back the glass to me. 

     "Told you two glasses won't kill." 

    "I...um...I feel a little bit tipsy though." 

   "Promise you will feel very okay soon." 

I sat on the chair. She looks entertaining and quite funny too. 

"It's such a small world. I started another conversation. I remembered saving you at the club before, and now, the beautiful lady I saved, ended up being my stepmom." 

"Um, Adrian?"

"Yes?" 

"Can I have another glass please?" 

I raised my brows in surprise. "Another glass?" 

"Yes, please."

Well, that was unexpected. 

   She took two more glasses of whiskey which was what I never expected. I never expect her to drink more than two glasses. 

She giggled, playing with the small content of wine remaining. "I feel so happy today. Today, I d... drank a lot of alcohol." 

Maybe this was the right content she needed to drink for her to spill it all. 

She lifts her face to look at mine, her eyes lit up. 

   "You are way TOO handsome to be true, Adrian." 

"Yeah, I get that a lot. So, what is your plan after today." 

"Two plans I have after tonight. One, run away;  Two, fuck you." She laughed. "I would love to fuck you." 

        I lift my brows. "Really?" 

       She nodded. 

"Um um, you are too delicious not to eat." 

   "Do you love my dad?" 

"Hell no! Damnit!! I don't!" Just what I wanted to hear. 

"So do you want his money?" 

       She tilted her head.

 "Who doesn't want money?" Then she grinned, "And who doesn't want you?"

She crawled onto my arm, her tongue seductively licked the lower lip, her eyes stuck on my abs. 

"Do you really want to fuck me?" I purposely asked again. 

"I already told you..you are...ahh..." She grinned her lower part on my torso, her breath hagged as she moaned silently against my ear. "You are so handsome." She completed her words, another moan accompanied with it. 

"I have a girlfriend." 

"I promise you it is just for..." She pulled my chin towards hers, her lips set at mine. "It's just for tonight. Nobody is going to know the evil we did tonight. It is just between the both of us." She wrapped her arms around my neck looking more real like the hot stripper I saw the last time at the club. "You wouldn't go on telling other people what we are going to do, right?" 

I shook my head, "one more glass, my darling?" 

Well, I thought I was the one who wanted to stop her, I guess my body wanted more of her insanity and her crazy grinding. "Do I?" She chuckled, swept away from my body and took the drink herself, drank it up at a go. 

She went back to sit on my torso, her pink nipples standing erect at my face. "If you want it, you can have it." She muttered, referring to her pointed aroused nipples.

Gosh! My stepmother wants me to fuck her. 

And behold, I didn't hesitate to take off her top. 

Wow! Even Becca isn't as full as she is. 

She is fucking hot.

I wrapped my hands around her breasts, pulled the nipples playfully. 

She released a moan and a chuckle, her hands also reaching out for the buttons of my shirt. 

I replaced my right hand with my lips, sucked the beautiful peaches staring right at me. 

Fuck this! Is she a virgin? She had no milk coming from it, and she kept shaking. 

I saw my shirt swing off my body. Geez! She succeeded in taking off my shirt. 

"Do you really want to fuck me, step mother?" 

"Yes, I want to. So badly. Please make me scream." 

"But you are a virgin." 

"You talk too much." She pushed me, catching me off guard. 

I laid on the bed, a grin appeared on her face and she looked at me lustfully. Her huge boobs were staring at me, begging me for a squeeze. And as a bad boy I was, I wrapped my hands around her breasts and massaged it. 

She took my hands off, pushed her body towards my abs and started licking it. 

Gosh, Becca doesn't know how to do this! 

"Who is Becca?" She heard that? 

"My girlfriend." 

"Forget about her and concentrate on me instead."

"Okay." 

She went for my belt and pulled it off at once. She rubbed her hand around my bulge, supposed to see how aroused I am.  

Gosh, she is such an amateur in this. I turned her around like a little child and pulled her hand behind her head, capturing her between my legs. 

I licked her pink nipples again, pulled her pants off, then her panties. 

I didn't hesitate to take off my trousers too. I just want to get this done once and for all. 

"Wait!" She suddenly stopped me. I raised my brows and looked at her, wondering why she asked me to wait, knowing she was the one who wanted this the most. "I am a virgin." 

"I know." 

"I heard th...the first time is pain..." I didn't allow her to complete her sentence when I pushed my dick inside her. 

She screamed in pain and quickly, I pulled myself out of her. 

I have never fucked a virgin before. Infact, Becca was never a virgin when I first saw her in the industry. "Sorry." I couldn't help but apologize. 

"Please go on." 

This time I didn't thrust into her, Instead, I pushed my middle finger into her and teased her. 

"Argh!" She moaned, pulled her hand away from the back of her head, grabbed the shits instead. "please." 

I went faster, made sure she was already wet. I pushed another finger inside her. "Arghh, Adrian!" She screamed in pleasure. 

She pulled her head up, pulled my face towards her lips and kissed me. 

I responded to her kiss, still continuing on what I was doing to her body. 

When I saw she was already jerking, I pulled my hand away and pushed my length inside her. 

She yelled again in pain, but I didn't pull out this time. 

I continued thrusting into her whole, until I went in full. The white sheet is stained, but that didn't stop me from fucking her. 

"Fuck!" She cursed. She is fucking tight and I loved it so much. I don't fucking want to stop. 

I heard my phone ring, but I ignored it. Whoever it was, I would be calling him back tomorrow or perhaps after this. I don't care even if it is work. 

I turned her over, and made her go on four.

I pushed into her from behind and again, she yelled but I couldn't stop. 

"Please..." 

"I know, but I cannot. Arghh!" I groaned, grabbed her boobs and continued thrusting into her mercilessly. 

"Argh, Adrian. Please.." 

"Oh fuck!" I was already releasing..

I roughly pulled out of her and spilled my seed on her back. 

I turned her around, and pulled her face for her to look at me.

"I want to be yours Adrian. Can you just leave your girlfriend and love me instead." 

"Fuck!" I scowled. "You tell me, you want to ruin our family lives, don't you?" I asked and she slowly shook her head. 

"Your father wants to ruin my life instead. However, I am going to be rich under him, but unfortunately I want your dick, instead of his." 

"Oh really?" I raised my brows in surprise. I grabbed her hair, pushed her down to my erected dick, and pushed my whole length into her mouth. 

She gagged, but I didn't stop fucking her little pouty lips. 

I pulled out, turned her around and thrust in again from behind mercilessly.

Selena's POV: 

        Thump! Thump!! Thump!!!

      'You really would love to eat me?' 

      'You are so handsome.' 

     'One more glass my darling' 

            Thump! Thump!! 

I feel so much pain down there. "Ah." 

Why do I feel so uncomfortable? What is happening to me??

         'Come on, baby.' 

        'Ahh!' 

I snapped my eyes open, only to get struck with the blinding light which struck my eyes, followed by the headache which came afterwards. 

          I hissed.  

      "Oh gosh!" 

I sat up, stretched a few seconds, and the next second, I felt my hand push something hard beside me. 

            Hard?

I turned my head, beside me was the SHIRTLESS SLEEPING MAN. 

       "Arghhh!!" 

Oh please no no...I looked at my body, only to see that I was naked. Nail marks all over my body, especially the part I have hidden all my life. 

        What happened last night?! 

"Oh! What the fuck is this noise?!" Adrian groaned angrily. 

        He is Mr Fernandez's son? 

     I SLEPT WITH MY HUSBAND'S SON!! 

Still in shock, I ran my fingers through my hair. This just happened! Is this actually happening to me?! 

Disgrace?! Embarrassment!! Shame!!! Everything is written all around me now like a permanent tattoo.

  "Something did happen between the both of us stepmom." I heard his deep voice beside me. I turned, saw him sit well, his expression -  as nonchalant as hell! Doesn't he care about what just happened between us both? "We both had good sex. Are you ashamed of yourself now?" 

I quickly fled off the bed, wrapped the blanket around my body, to hide my shame. 

All the glory I have been hiding all my life, he had seen everything. 

He is my husband's son...how could I have slept with my husband's son?! 

 "I am so sorry sir. I was so stupid...and..and drunk last night, th...that I couldn't think straight. I wasn't myself. I swear it was all a terrible mistake." 

    He looked away, "We had sex last night," he paused and looked back at me. "And how was that a mistake?" 

   "I... I..." I quickly knelt. "I am so sorry. I shouldn't have drank so much last night. I...I don't know what came over me. I swear I have never drank so much like that. I am so sorry." I pleaded with him, scared for my life. 

We are dealing with a fucking rich man here who could end my miserable life. And his father, 

Mr Fernandez must not find out about this. This is a huge disgrace to me. I only just got married some days ago to his father, and here I am, already sleeping with his son. 

What will I tell my boyfriend when he finds out that his girlfriend is no longer a virgin as she had claimed.

"Why are you sorry?" He was still acting as if it was nothing bad. 

He got off the bed, naked. He picked up his trousers, "You just called it a mistake, didn't you? We both drank so much last night, there's nothing to be too worried about." He tucked his long legs into the trousers. 

Really? He has no problem with it? 

"Your bed is stained. You should change that sooner and don't forget to ask Nanny Elsa to make you a hangover soup." He picked up his shirt to leave. 

I watched him as he left the room, shirtless. 

Oh gosh! I really let this happen to me. 

I shamefully took off the covers from the bed and threw them on the floor. I quickly picked up my scattered clothes on the floor before running into the bathroom to wash up this disgrace.  

I have no idea how he is going to see me after this mistake. 

And besides, what are these marks on my body? Did he make these on me? 

Shit! I have messed up. 

"Oh no!" I covered my face in shame. 

*

I got to the dining room and right there waiting, was Adrian who was busy with his phone.

He had changed the clothes from this morning into a nice black suit. The disheveled hair I could remember this morning is now styled so beautifully. 

"What was taking her so long?" He raised his head to look at me, and again, I was stuck staring at those dark irises.

"She was washing up. I guess she woke quite late today." Nanny Elsa said, instead of me. 

"Yes she did." He muttered, staring at my face, his lips lifted up, smirking. 

I sat down, quickly dropped my gaze to avoid those menacing glare of his. "You shouldn't be too disturbed sweetheart, it's just the two of us here." 

Wait, Nanny Elsa left already? 

"You don't seem too relaxed to see me here. You know I don't bite, right." 

"Go...good mo..." 

"We already met this morning - well." Hell, that's true. He isn't gonna go on around the house telling everybody that, will he? "Stop it." He suddenly said.

"Stop what?!"

 "Even your frightened voice sounds like you are flirting." He chuckled. What the hell does he mean by that? "Your behavior will definitely inform the whole house that we fucked last night." 

"Please." I quickly begged for him to shut up. His father cannot hear him say such a thing. 

It is a big disgrace to me and it will taint my family's name. "I just told you, no one is here to listen to our conversation." 

I scooped a full spoon of rice into his mouth, "I didn't spill anything inside of you last night stepmom," what?! How could I have forgotten something like that?! "So, don't worry about getting pregnant and we shouldn't forget this is a mistake. I am a harmless being, stop looking at me as if I am going to cut you in pieces and give you pieces to my dogs to eat." 

"I am sorry."

"Rule number one stepmother: If you still want us to be cool with each other, stop apologizing without any reason. Like you just did now." He cut me off and I nodded, as if I understood what he meant.