My Hot Stepfather

Chapter 18

Vanilla

I strode downstairs after the maid came up and informed me that my mother wants to see me now and

to welcome the guests as well. I wore decent clothes as not I usually do. But after ass fuck with my dad

and making the sin that was close to being called the incest. Sure I wouldn’t dare mentally or

consciously to wear any sexy clothes.

Once I reached my mother in the living room, she gestured to me to come closer and greet the guests

“Honey, come over here and say hi to Mr. Daniel and Mr. Hank.”

I drew a polite smile to both of them and bowed my head a bit slightly greeting them “Hi, nice to meet Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

you Mr. Hank, nice to meet you, Mr. Daniel.” Well both of them looked so handsome and elegant but

Mr. Daniel was kind of an old man the same age as my mother I guess or maybe in the early forties but

Mr. Hank looked as hot as hellfires, middle twenties at most. I wondered what his job was? He can’t be

less than a Tv channel CEO. He looked so confident about himself and his eyes checking me

surprisingly made me tremble.

And what I have thought happened, Mr Hank stepped closer eyeballing me and praised the way I look

“Ooh wow, your daughter is almost a woman! She’s hot. I didn't think that you do have a young

daughter at her age.”

I blushed and said shyly “I’m not young, I’m 18 going on 19 actually after a few days.”

Mr Hank blurted out ignoring my mother and my dad's presence “Oh, if you don’t have a boyfriend.

Then I would love to propose to you. Seriously.”

I chuckled lightly feeling embarrassed by his shameless glare “I don’t have a boyfriend but thank you,

sir.”

“she’s not going to marry anyone so soon. She will start college after a few months.” Dave said sternly

to Mr Hank with a cold tone.

But Hank I guess insisted, he was saying seriously “Oh I see Mr. Dave but I don’t mind to wait for her

till…” but Mr. Hank couldn’t continue his words because Dave cut him.

“I said no.” Dave almost yelled with a tone full of rage that made all of us shocked from his reaction. I

was speechless, actually I couldn’t dare to even look to dave at that moment.

My mother diverted the subject and came closer to me patting my back “Okay, vanilla. I’m so sorry that

I won’t be able to attend your birthday party. But I have to fly now to Denmark for a very important

program. Sorry about that.”

I dropped my jaw in thunderstruck “What? No, you can’t leave me alone. Not now. Please stay.” I

begged her. I didn’t care before if she stayed for my birthday or not. She never did actually. But this

time was a critique for me and dave.

My mom narrowed her eyes “What’s wrong with you? You are not alone. Your dad is staying with you.

He always did.”

Dave scoffed, shooting me with death looks, “Yes, I always did but I guess vanilla started to lose her

memory.”

My mom somehow tried to apologize to Dave for my attitude “Dave. Please don’t get mad. She is just a

teenager.” Well, she’s so idiot! She will never know I guess because she will never feel. The woman

has no heart at all!

Dave leaned to my mother to place a kiss on her cheeks“It’s okay. Anyway take care of yourself and

come back safe soon.” But dave eyes didn’t leave me at all and the scariest part was even Mr hank

eyes didn’t leave mine too.

My mother smiled at both of us and said “I will… I have no time to pack up my bag. I should go get my

passport and go now. See you all soon.”

My mom kissed me and hugged me in a hurry “Vanilla. Happy birthday, sweetheart. Take care of

yourself.”

I grabbed her hand and tried to convince her “Take me with you. Please. As my birthday gift.” All I

wanted at that time to stay away as much as possible from dave den! Not be stuck with him alone. And

only God knows when will my mom come back and what could happen at that time.

My mom cupped my cheeks and apologized to me “Baby, I can’t Sorry about that. I will be so busy.”

I made a puppy face stabbing the floor with my feet childishly “Please mommy.”

But Dave yelled at me with his commanding dominant tone “Vanilla!!!!!! Go back to your room now. I’m

serious.”

“Well, I think she could come with us and I will take care of her.” Mr. Hank suggested excitedly.

To only be threatened by dave scary tone as if Dave was ready to kill Mr hank as that moment “Shut

the fuck off now Daniel. My baby won’t go anywhere. She still has a final exam and a prom party! And

don’t even try to come close to my daughter. Got that?”

Mr Hank smirked and crossed his arms to his chest in a competitive tone to Dave “Okay, but I knew

very well that you are not her father! You are just a stepdad!” Well, Hank was a jerk asshole, to be

honest. He can’t insult a man in his house after all! And how he dares to do so? To be honest I hated

the guy when he said that. After all, Dave raised me and took care of me and he loves me.

Dave stomped towards Mr Hank and choked his neck “What the hell did you say? Get the fuck out of

my house now!” Dave didn’t leave Mr. Hank's neck until my mother pulled Dave away. The guy was

barely breathing under Dave's strong grip.

My mom said softly, hoping to calm Dave a bit, “Dave, please calm down.” Okay, she was so wrong I

admit that. No one could calm Dave when it comes to his jealousy. I guess when it comes to me!

Obviously, he cares about me so freaking much and honestly I needed to think about that again. About

being with him. Because no one will love me as he does.

Dave gritted his teeth and pounded his fist angrily, then pointed to my mother by his finger “Take your

passport and get out with them now. You know when I get mad about what I will be able to do.”

My mom and the guests stood dumbfounded but my mom finally surrendered and sighed “Okay, sorry

we are going.”

After a few minutes, my mom left after she took her passport and her small bag.

I was still staring at Dave and didn’t make a budget, raised an eyebrow to me and shouted “What are

you looking at vanilla? I said get to your room now! You don’t want to see my fucking mad face trust

me.”

But his yelling this time didn’t scare me as if I got used to it, I stepped closer and asked him gently

“Why?”

He rubbed his chin avoiding eye contact with me “Why what?”

I placed my hand on his chest and waited for him to look into my eyes when I asked him “Why did you

do that?”

He ran his fingers through his hair and squeezed my shoulders by his strong grip “Because I’m fucking

in love with you? Why don’t you get it? don’t look at me with this pity and hatred look! I’m going insane

because of you.” Then he stormed out of the house.