A mother and son begin an affair. Will their love win at all cost or will society ruin their relationship.
Chapter 1 introduction
Olivia stood before the full-length mirror in her luxurious bedroom, adjusting the delicate lace of her nightgown. The grand mansion she now called home was a far cry from the modest apartment she had once lived in. Marrying Richard had changed her life in many ways-financial security, social status, and a life of comfort. But as she stared at her reflection, she couldn't ignore the emptiness that lingered in her heart.
Her husband, Richard Davenport, was a successful businessman, always away on trips, attending meetings, and securing deals. He was kind and generous but distant. Their marriage, while built on mutual understanding and convenience, lacked passion.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway broke her thoughts. She stepped onto the balcony and watched as Daniel, her 22-year-old stepson, got out of his sleek black car. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a confident stride. His dark hair was slightly tousled, and his sharp jawline gave him an air of mystery.
Olivia had met Daniel on her wedding day. He had been polite but reserved, offering a curt congratulations before disappearing into the crowd. Over the months, she had tried to form a bond with him, but he remained distant, treating her with cold civility.
That night, at dinner, they sat across from each other at the grand dining table. Richard was on a business trip, as usual, leaving Olivia and Daniel alone. The air was thick with unspoken words.
"You don't have to pretend with me, you know," Daniel said, his voice smooth but edged with something unreadable.
Olivia looked up from her plate. "Pretend?"
He smirked. "The whole 'trying to be my stepmother' act. We both know you're not here for that."
A flicker of irritation rose in her. "I married your father because I care about him."
Daniel leaned back in his chair, studying her. "Maybe. But you're young, beautiful, and full of life. My father... he's not exactly the type to keep a woman like you satisfied."
Her breath hitched. His words were bold, almost inappropriate. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to stay composed. "That's none of your concern."
He chuckled, a low, knowing sound. "Of course not."
The conversation ended, but Olivia couldn't shake the way Daniel's gaze lingered on her. That night, as she lay in bed, her mind kept drifting back to him. His voice, his smirk, the way his presence seemed to fill every empty space in the mansion.
She told herself it was nothing. Just harmless thoughts.
But deep down, she knew she was lying to herself.
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