I have never hated a girl as much as I hate her, Valeria Diaz. His friend...

I hate her so much that at the tender age of 5, I shouted at her, saying, “I love Leo. I will marry him.”

Are you surprised? Well, don't be, because this is the truth. I have loved him for a long time, since I didn't even know how to pronounce 'love' or how to spell it.

And this girl he brought home, I truly, truly hate her... I feel like vomiting when I see her clinging onto him.

“Val, you should try this. This is Mom's signature dish,” Leo served her.

“Umm, yummy,” she replied. And since then, I have hated that dish; I feel like vomiting after eating it.

“Baby, why aren't you eating?” Luna, his mom, who is now my mom too, asked.

Surprised again? Let me explain... Luna is my stepmom. And Leo... he is my stepbro, though I don't consider him that.

My dad married her when I was just 2. Her nature? She is the best mom anyone could ask for. She changed my diapers too, even when I had a house full of nannies. She made food with her own hands and fed me, even when I threw thousands of tantrums. She braids my hair, picks me up from school, helps me with homework, and even scolds me when needed.

In one word, she is awesome. So is her son, who is currently 18 years old and brought a girl-like thing into our house.

“I don't like it.” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Then what do you want, baby?” Mom asked again. Yeah, I call her Mom... because why not? If I marry her son in the future, I would call her Mom, and since my dad married her, technically she is my mom.

“Not hungry.” I jumped down from the chair and ran into my room.

“Lara... Baby...” But ignoring everything, I entered my room and jumped on the bed.

I was just wondering, this whole time, he didn't say anything? Not a single thing? Like, "Hey, stay here" or something??

Valeria Diaz, I hate you... I hate you to the core. You're the villain. My eyes teared up as I sobbed into my pillow.

Not long after, there was a knock on my door, and I knew who it was... this calm knock. Even when I was 5, everyone used to knock before entering.

So I quickly pretended to sleep, completely forgetting to wipe my tears. Well, how much can a baby remember!!

“Who made you cry?” No coaxing, nothing—just a direct question. What could a baby think at that time? I cried harder...

He took me into his lap, wiping my tears. “Be a good girl and tell me who made you cry.”

I hugged his neck, crying on his shoulder. “Valeria made me cry. She scolded me.” I cried harder; well, I was a good actor back then.

“Don't make her your girlfriend. I don't like her,” I added.

“She is not my girlfriend, silly,” he said calmly before taking the bowl he brought earlier.

“Now open your mouth. Mum made a yummy soup.” He held the spoon in front of my mouth.

“Don't be friends with her too; she is bad. She scolds little babies like me,” I said.

“You want me to break friendship with her?” he asked, and I nodded aggressively.

“Okay, then you have to promise me some things.” He made me drink the first spoon.

“What?” I asked before opening my mouth again.

“Be a good girl. Don't fight randomly until someone makes a mistake. Do your homework properly. And lastly, don't throw tantrums at the dining table like you did today,” he said before feeding me again.

“Leo... are you mad?”

“I am,” he replied.

“Will your madness go away if I follow the rules?” I asked, and he nodded. “And Valeria?” I asked again, trying to make him remember that he has to break up with her no matter what!

“I will cut off my friendship with her.”

“Yayyy!” Getting up from his lap, I started jumping on my bed, being overly joyful.

“Are you that happy about me breaking off my friendship with her?”

“Yes!!!! I am happy.” I suddenly ran to him and kissed his cheek, saying, “You are the best, Leo. I love you.”

“Okay, I love you too. Now go to Mom,” he said before shaking his head and leaving my room.

He... he loves me too???? Yayyy.

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Surprised, girlies???? Don't be, because you're the one who came this far reading this.

Congrats, because it's not dedicated to everyone only to those innocent faces with dirty minded... Who wanna get f*cked by her st*pbr*ther in their parents room.

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Again a heartful request from author: please don't proceed further if you don't like the tropes :

•Mafia x Mafia

•Sinful Obsession

•Age Gap

•Hurt / Comfort

•Trauma

•Rejection

•Forbidden desire

•Possession

•The secret affair

•Slow burn

•The thrill

Finally..... Welcome girlies to the hell of desire...... “A Sinful Obsession”