The dangerous game of being my step dad's mistress

"My mum remarried." Yes her mum remarried. Faith is an eighteen year old ebony skin teenager. A magnificent celebration was carried out for her by her mother in honor of her eighteen birthday which was just a month ago, and mom decided to remarry just a week after. "Is not that I don't want her to remarry, it's just, why did she have to do it now. Was she planning an extra surprise for me or what ? Faith lamented to her best friend. They were playing chess on her large size queen bed which had a tufted cream head board, dressed in silky Egyptian cotton sheets and layered in plush pillows. A sheer canopy drapes elegantly from the ceiling. Her bedroom was on the first floor. He's cute though. I like him. Kamsi said, she was the same age as Faith and a good chess player, she represents their school in chess competitions. He's not bad looking, Faith added. I think it's too early for her to get married and she didn't have to do it on my birthday month. "Too early." Some people marry a month after their spouses die. Personally, I think your mom gave your dad the respect he needed before she got married. Said Kamsi. I don't just like him. Faith added. Let's talk about me ! Kamsi said just after she captured Faith's king. I got myself a boyfriend. Kamsi said excitedly. No way ! Tell me more, what does he look like, does he go to our school ? He's handsome of course ! They both laughed. I met him in a chess competition between his school and ours, that's when we got to exchange contacts. He said am cute and he likes me. We have been talking on the phone ever since then, I can't wait to meet him again. Kamsi spoke on, her excitement was written all over her face. And you have to wait until now to tell me ? I wanted to be really sure, and besides he hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend yet. You could have still told me. I tell you everything, Faith was a bit annoyed. Sorry! It won't happen again, once he asks me out, you will be the first person to know about it. She smiled. But didn't you win first place ? Faith asked. Yes ! It's nothing just a game. That's why he took interest in me, he didn't feel bad for loosing to me. Kamsi replied her. Me that don't have boyfriend nko. Faith said. But you got a handsome new dad ! Kamsi teased. Stop it ! She threw a pillow at kamsi, kamsi giggled. """" Morning.... Morning.... Morning... He said as he let himself into her room without knocking. Faith was getting ready for school, she was on her school uniform. She was sitting on a cosy window seat. It had plush cushions where she loves to curl up with her sketchpad, watching boats glide across the lagoon while she drew. This was exactly the position Collins found her, with her sketchpad drawing. You will be late for school if you don't get going now. You didn't come down for breakfast, your mom asked me to check on you before she left. He was now behind her in the seating area of her room. She flipped over her sketchpad. Who gave you permission to come into my room ? She asked with anger. I know you don't like me but you will get to love me. Am a good guy. He said avoiding her question. That's not what I asked you. Why did you enter my room without permission ? She blasted at him and at the same time turned to face him. He was putting on a premium Ankara print short-sleeve shirt (custom-made) over a plain white tank top, paired with black distressed denim shorts and designer slides. Probably from designer brands like Balenciaga or Louis Vuitton. His expression was neutral. He just stood there looking at her and when she turned to face him, they locked eyes. They where like that for a few seconds before she turned to face forward. Her cheeks flushed red, it made her embarrassed. She was angry at herself, he was young, surprisingly very young. He moved closer, too close that just a slight turn of her head would brush against his abdoment. Why did you marry my mum ? She asked trying to avoid his piercing closeness and the way her body was reacting to it. If I say I love her. You won't believe me right ? She didn't reply. It's all business. She gains and I gain. He added. Faith didn't understand what he meant. She stood up, her sketchpad on one hand and turned to face him. The only distance between them was the plush cushion. For your information, she began. My mom loves you, I don't know what she saw in you to marry someone she is older than. At least you didn't have to move into our home, married men take their wife to their home and not the other way round. Her expression was that of bitterness. She proceeded to storm off but he held her wrist just when she held the handle of the door with her other hand. "You are pretty." He said, that's what I saw. I thought of everyway to get closer to you. The first day I saw you I couldn't take my eyes off. I didn't know how to approach but if this is the only way to get close...he paused....she could feel her adrenaline increase...emmm...you remind me of your mom...he continued..you are a carbon copy of the woman I love. He let go of her wrist and walked past her to the door. Hand on top hers he twisted gently on the knob and it creaked open softly, he walked out leaving her in a shocked position. What's his deal,She finally said to herself. Did he have to say he loves her like that, but just now he said he married her for business. His confusing me. She held her chest, she could hear the beating of her heart, as if it was about to pop out of her chest. Was he practicing how to confess to her, did he have to do it with me....am her daughter...she lamented. But what's wrong with me ? Why does it seems like he just gave me butterflies ?