My Beloved Stepmother's

CHAPTER 05 - Same

Lucas treats Zora so gently, much in contrast to Julian who is unpredictable in his mood. Last night he even made sure Zora slept first, only daring to leave the room.

As Lucas suspected, the father really did not come home until the next day. It's clear to both of them that this is a boon, at least it can be quiet and for Lucas this kind of opportunity is no different than luck.

"You okay?"

Just because last night Lucas cared so much about her doesn't mean Zora let her husband's son forget what was going on. Last night, Zora was afraid, actually, Lucas was still in the room and it was clear that he was worried about being kissed by Julian, the husband.

"It's so annoying, are you okay, Mommy?"

Lucas changed his name like a child as if he was mocking Zora who was really trying to put himself as a mother. Yes, although it is true that Zora's treatment makes Lucas remember the presence of his late mother, but that does not mean Lucas accepts Zora as a real mother.

"Yes, I'm fine," Zora replied with a faint smile, the way Lucas spoke looking funny.

"Good if so ... Oh yeah, that old jackass didn't come home today?"

"I mean Daddy," continued Lucas when he found a sharp gaze Zora who seemed to not like if Julian called old bangka, but it was.

Zora nodded, a moment ago Mike's assistant had said that Julian wanted to calm down. Lucas' actions last night turned out to have the man scratched, probably in light of his late wife.

"Well, is it just the two of us in this house? It's so much fun ... Don't you like it, Zora?"

In addition to stubbornness, Lucas also firmly established. Can't be banned, he'll keep repeating. Zora did not want to argue anymore, which was clearly her stomach was hungry this morning. Just like Lucas who looks to enjoy, enjoy the face of Zora to be exact.

"Lucas ... can you stop looking at me?"

"Can't, it's your fault why you're sitting in front of me" Lucas said lightly as he pulled the corner of his thin lips.

Just like his father who did not want to lose and was considered wrong, Lucas did too. In fact, the one sitting in this place first was Zora, not her.

Zora who did not want to find a matter of moving seats, to be honest such a gaze made her a little uncomfortable. The typical gaze of a man who craves his woman, not too confident or how, but it is true and cannot be denied.

"Oh is that how you play? Easy, this chair can be changed."

"Oh my God, Lucas."

Zora blinked slowly, confused as to how to deal with this one man. From the beginning Zora told Julian she seemed to mind taking care of Lucas as well. However, Julian's affection is indisputable and he gives up Lucas entirely for Zora to take care of and replace the role of his biological mother as well.

"Hahhhh do I like you so, prettier ... yell out once again can?"

You can't, won't and never will. Zora tried to ignore the man even though his heart was upset due to being bullied. From the very beginning of making breakfast, she came bare-chested and disheveled hair as if she had no shame.

Completely insane, Zora did not think what she wanted. Not only did he come teasingly, he also teased by saying good morning and even deliberately stood so close to him.

"Slow down, I won't take your food."

Didn't he realize that Zora was in a hurry to finish her breakfast because of Lucas himself. Actually want to move places, but most likely Lucas will move and follow where he leads.

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It was clear his goal was to steal the heart and attention of the woman. Anything, even helping to do homework that he never did before. Yes, even though he lived alone for quite a long time does not mean all that he did alone, of course he paid for someone's services.

"Don't be too strong! Just plain," Zora scolded for the umpteenth time, how much more this Lucas made her tired.

"Let's just calm, long ago when I was living by myself used to it. Wash this is a small matter."

Lucas remained unconcerned, and just kept washing in the way he could, essentially wet and foaming was enough, as simple as that was the way Lucas thought.

"And you know, I can even wash blankets, wash dolls, wash women's eyes, even wash money I can, Zora."

He prided himself, completely unaware that Zora was no longer behind him. Maybe lazy because since Zora's speech has always been considered the wind. Already two pants torn because Lucas exerted energy in when rinsing it.

"Zora's? Jeez ... I talked to myself just now?" asked Lucas in silence.

Of course, realizing that Zora was leaving him, Lucas ran in a slightly wet shirt to ignore Zora's warnings. It is unbelievable, for life maybe the woman dared to ignore it while talking.

It didn't take long, Lucas got the woman. Zora, who is now walking to his room, makes Lucas rise in blood. Trouble he sought attention, now Zora just ignored him and chose to leave just like that.

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"You're ignoring me?" lucas asked while pulling Zora's wrist, a little rough because he was feeling insignificant in front of Zora.

The feeling of not having to, but honestly living one roof with a woman who reminds Lucas of his past is definitely not an easy thing. What's more, this woman was destined as a substitute for her mother, not just a role, but her suffering was the same.

"Can't you be alone? Continue until it's finished .. I happen to have a lot of work today," said Zora with clenched hands and a now hardened jaw.

While Lucas tried to refrain from making this woman hurt. He doesn't understand what's going on, but he's obviously trying to be around Zora while his father isn't home.

"Zora ... Can your heart not look at me a little? Not as a child, but an adult man who doesn't like you being treated this badly."

Zora looked down deeply, knowing that Lucas was not a son, but a man. However, it is possible that he can keep up with what Lucas wants at the moment.

"What do you mean?" zora asked trying to take off her wrist.

"I want you, is it that hard to understand?" lucas asked in essence, since last night he had resolved to make his father cry blood.

"I'm your father's wife, don't forget that."

"I don't forget .. I remember very well, and I don't care about your status,"

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- To Be Continued