Forbidden Pleasures
Stepfather’s Secret Obsession 6
The Question
Anna’s pov
The silence in the house was heavy, almost physical.
Mom had left early that morning to visit her sister, Aunt Sarah, for the weekend. It was a three-hour drive, and she’d been planning the trip for weeks. As I watched her car pull out of the driveway, I felt a strange, cold dread settle in my stomach, quickly followed by a spark of heat. For the next forty-eight hours, there would be no footsteps on the stairs to fear. No need to muffle moans or hide the flush of my skin. There would be no one to perform for.
Except Mark.
I spent the day avoiding him, staying in my room and pretending to study. But even through the thick wood of my bedroom door, I could feel him. I heard the low rumble of his television, t
