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In my mind it seems so simple because it is. But when Eve kisses me, pecks my cheek. That’s when I realize just how thick a line I’m about to cross.
It would bring scandal not just to our name, but our business could be wiped out. Not because Eve’s ten years my junior. But because she’s my fucking relative by marriage now.
Dammit! I should’ve got that injunction… Why didn’t I get it!?
Because I didn’t count on Eve being fucking perfect. It never even crossed my mind that something like this would come up. And even though I’d relish sticking it to my father. The reality of burning my whole family’s empire into the ground in the process hits harder than the bulge I’m sporting courtesy of my new step sister.
Grosvenor catches me at the base of the stairs. His face is flushed but he’s a seasoned professional when it comes to calamity in the Ellis household.
“I do apologize, Sir.” He announces somberly, shaking his head. “Those two have been a…handful. But there’s never been anything like this.” He remarks, “I thought we’d locked all the firearms away-”
But finding myself still clutching a lotion bottle from the bathroom, Eve’s bathroom. I feel my hand squeezing it like I want to feel her tiny hands squeezing my fat cock.
“I’m sure it’s nothing.” I remark briskly to the butler, kind of having a few preoccupations of my own at the moment, I’m sure I’ll have a word to my new step brother’s and make sure they apologize to Eve.
Making her hurt herself like that.
“I never liked that window anyway, didn’t let in any light.” I add, turning on my heel and taking long steps towards a relief I need now more than ever. But the old butler’s just doing his job.
“Your father asked me to let you know that dinner’s still to be served… Half an hour. I’ll have your things sent up.” He calls out behind me.
Having some glass broken, even a little gun play before dinner is probably the most excitement the house has seen in years. And although I don’t expect to see my new step brothers at dinner, I know my father will want to keep up appearances. Even if it’s only because I’m here.
I mumble something about getting ready upstairs to Grosvenor and try to continue this little argument with myself. The one where I try and devise ways of having Eve, eating her too. As well as keeping my current finances and lifestyle just the way I like them.
I mean, if I'm gonna provide for Eve and the babies I know I need to put inside her, I’m gonna need some money. Lots of it.
But if I follow through and openly claim her. It’ll dent my family business as well as a reputation that we’ve spent at least two generations leading the business and father and son, even though we hate each other’s guts.
But the real lineage of Ellis is more than twenty generations old. And that’s a lot of history to flip the bird to, except they haven’t seen her.
They don’t understand what I mean when I say I’d literally give it all up for her.
Legally, something called consanguinity laws prevent marriages between blood relatives. But step relations are an open market.
No legal issues in claiming Eve, even marrying her.
But I’d most likely have to step down, with no pun intended, from my existing corporate and legal firm board positions.
Boo-hoo. I fucking hate work anyway. It’ll give me more time to spend with Eve and our kids.
My dad will disown me.
Same fuck’s given, none.
Eve’s family might have a thing or two to say about it though. What if they disown her?
How can they disown her? They’re all tits deep in the same gravy, riding the same fucking train.
If they do arc up, I can always shell out some cash for the dumb and dumber twins. Maybe set them up in business for themselves with a whiskey bar cum rifle range.
And her mom?
She’ll be too busy fawning over my rich father to give a crap. She’ll piss and moan for a week, but a shiny new thing will fix it just as easy. She strikes me as more of a love based currency type anyway.
Love and affection from her new husband means more to her than money, so why wouldn’t she want the same for Eve?
So with my mind clearer already as I find the only spare room left in the house that’s made up for guests. I eagerly strip down to nothing, my stiff cock so hard it feels permanently pressed against my ripped abdomen even when I stand up straight.
