Despised And Devoured By My Step Father

Secret Identity

Danny's POV

"Chadwick....please," I whispered, my voice cracking.

"Don't call me that," he hissed. He didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he used the barrel to force my chin upward, his eyes looked like that of a predator who had finally grown tired of its cage. "I am not Chadwick, Danny. If you weren't too slow you should have suspected me by now. Chadwick doesn't exist."

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my cheek, a terrifying contrast to the freezing steel against my skin.

"My name is Sanchez," he whispered, the name sounding like a blade being drawn from a sheath. "Don't act all surprised, haven't you seen the stuff I buy your mother. A professor can't afford that. The life of Chadwick is just my hideout, a blend to feel human maybe."

I felt my world tilt. "Sanchez.... that name sounded Mafia, my life's is a freaking movie right now, I thought quietly. "You aren't just a teacher with a side hustle. You are..."

"I am something better, the man who runs this city," Chadwick said, finally pulling the gun back. He didn't put it away, he began to wipe the barrel with a sick handkerchief, his movements methodical and calm.

"You liar," I breathed, the words trembling but sharp. The fear was there, a cold knot on my stomach, a splinter of hope, praying Chadwick doesn't change his mind and shoot me right here but the jagged surge of betrayal filled me more. "You have been lying to all of us, you are using us, you are a criminal."

Chadwick's movements stopped. He draped the silk handkerchief over the desk and turned, his eyes darkening into something abyssal. He didn't look insulted, he looked amused, like a lion watching a house cat hiss at him.

"A liar?" Chadwick stepped forward, his presence swallowing the light in the office. "I am a businessman, Danny. I provide safety to good people, yourself and your mum."

In one sudden, explosive movement, he lunged. Before I could even gasp, I was slammed backward against the cold office wall. The impact knocked the wind out of me, but before I could recover, Chadwick's large hands were pinned on either side of my head, caging me in.

"Now you know the truth," Chadwick hissed, his face just inches from mine. "I should have snuff the life out of you, but deep down I wanted you to always know my true identity. I wanted you to see me for who I really am. So you would have it in mind, that any time any day, I could blow Leo's head off. So better don't tempt me."

My heart was drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs. "Or what? You will really kill him?"

Chadwick let out a low, guttural chuckle that vibrated through my chest. "Yes I will kill him and any other person you f**k with, Danny. But I won't kill you. Not yet. When I have f****d you to my satisfaction, I will throw that pink ass of yours to hell."

His hands moved from the wall to my chest. With a predatory slowness, he began to undo the buttons of my shirt. One by one, the plastic popped, the fabric falling away to reveal my pale, trembling skin. The air in the office was cold, but when Chadwick's knuckles brushed against my chest, it felt like liquid fire.

"You have been drawing me in that book," Chadwick murmured, his voice dropping to a gravelly, intimate register. "You have been dreaming about what a man like me would do to a boy like you. It's time you stop pretending to be horrified, when your body is already begging me to claim it."

He shoved the shirt off my shoulders, pinning my hands back against the wood. I thrashed my head back, a soft moan escaping my lips as Chadwick leaned down. He didn't kiss me. Instead, he buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.

"You smell like fear," Chadwick whispered against my skin. "And a little bit of that boy, Leo. I hope he hasn't touched you yet?"

I gasped as Chadwick's tongue trailed a wet, scorching path down to my chest. When he reached the sensitive peak of my n****e, he didn't stop. He flickered his tongue across the bud, then swirled it in a slow, agonizing circle before taking it in his mouth.

"Mhmm," I moaned.

The sensation was a lightening strike. My knees buckled, my fingers curling into Chadwick's navy blazer, clutching the expensive fabric as if it were the only thing keeping me from into an abyss. It was wrong, everything about this was a violation to Leo, mother and my sanity. But the raw, animalistic power Chadwick projected was a drug I was already addicted to.

Chadwick pulled back just enough to look in my eyes, his own gaze burning with a terrifying, possessive hunger.

"From this moment on, you don't call me Chadwick. You don't look at other boys. And you don't lie to me," Chadwick commanded, his thumb brushing my bottom lip. "You are my son, you should call me daddy, anywhere you go."

Before I could answer, the phone on the desk chirped.

The mood shattered instantly, Chadwick pulled away, his face hardening back into the professor mask so quickly it made me dizzy. He answered the phone, his voice smooth and warm.

"Hey, honey....yes we are just about to leave now."

He hung up and looked at me, who was still slumped against the wall, my shirt hanging open and my chest flushed.

"Fix yourself," Chadwick said, his voice now cold and clinical. "We have a family dinner for attend."

"I am not coming," I snapped, my voice finally finding a sharp, desperate edge. I shoved at Chadwick's chest, scrambling to button my shirt, with my trembling fingers. "I can't keep betraying Leo like this."

Chadwick face went cold, the lust in his eyes replaced by a lethal, stillness. He didn't try to stop me, he simply stepped back. "I told you not to look at other boys."

"I moaned your name while he was inside me Chad!" I shouted, the truth echoing on the sterile office walls. "I broke his heart because of your twisted games. He accepts me for who I am, and you don't. You pull me, push me. I have some self respect, I won't let you to keep doing this to me."

Chadwick didn't yell. He didn't flinch. He just let out a low, terrifying chuckle that made the hair on my neck stand up. "Go then, leave my office. I won't stand against true love."

I didn't wait for another word. I bolted out of the office, my sneakers pounding against the floorboards as I fled the wing. I needed to go reconcile with Leo, that was the right thing for me to do. No matter what would happen, Chadwick would never love me and he is a far too dangerous man for me to f**k with. I would stay away from him.

I reached my room and collapsed onto my bed, gasping for air, and reaching for my phone to call Leo. But before I could dial, my phone vibrated in my hand. It was Gabriel.

"Hello? Danny? Where have you been?" His voice was a frantic, high pitched wreck, "Leo was ba

dly beaten by thugs this afternoon, he was rushed to the university teaching hospital just now. I am so... scared...he might not make it."