MY Stepfather

Chapter 9

"Do you hate my mother?" she asks in a mournful tone.

We're now back to drivng after she dozed off for about 30 minutes. Still with me inside her and still on my chest. She speaks after a oeriod of silence that i couldn't bring myself to break.

"I hate what she does to you" i reply.

It's true.

"That wasn't what i asked" she quickly states.

"Hate is a very strong word, darling. Not something that exists in my vocabulary. Despise? Yes. Animosity? Sure. Loathing? Absolutely. But never hate" I reply. My eyes fixated on the road.

I can feel her eyes stagnant on me.

"I know its hard for you to go through that. Especially at this age, then you are felt that you need to choose between having a secure life or having mother." I glance at her for two seconds.

She instantly looks away.

I say nothing further after 5 minutes when we finanlly get to the airport and are infront of the plane.

I stop the car and turn to her "Im sorry i lashed out on you last night. It was uncalled for and i should have been more gentle with you." I say and she looks at me. With those round eyes so big her pain can be seen through.

"And since we're on the topic of honesty and you want awnsers, Auroura i would do anything and everything to keep you safe, and for you to be ohkay. That's all that i want. Just to take care of you." I end off

"You're not even my real father" she says.

I lean closer to her on my forearm.

"That's a good damn thing, otherwise we wouldn't be able to do what we just did" i say.

She smiles. An actual smile. It warms my heart. She shys away and I peck her lips.

She looks at me and places her lips on mine and kisses me longer. Sweet and tender.

"Let's go mi amor" i say unbuckling my seat. Her hand goes to open her door "No" is all i simply say. She closes the door.

I get out and walk to open hers. I hold her hand leading her to the plain. Our bags get taken out and are packed in.

~ Aurora Pov ~

My hand is in his as we walk to his private jet.

He is greeted by the pilot. Who seems to know him or even admire him very well judging by the expression he has on his face. He's attention remains on Alessandro.

We get in and he leads me to the bedroom. I look at him confused "You need rest Aurora" he reassures opening the bed sheets.

I don't protest and sit down. He lowers to his knee to carefully take off my shoes. He starts to grip onto my skirt and pull it down. I look at him awaiting for an awnser.

"I know you like to sleep without any pants Aurora." He says as it reaches my ankles. "Right" i reply. I still feel very fragile to give a shit rn.

From my mother. From him.

"Alessandro...." I start off.

"Yeah" he looks at me with intent.

"Where's my bra?" i ask.

"In my car" he says.

My eyes narrow. "Alessssaaaandroooo" i nag. He just grins.