All That Glitters Is My StepDad.
“Samantha Monroe, do you take Dominic Vance to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
Cierra's breath caught under the veil. The name wasn’t hers, it was her mother's.
But the entire church waited. Cameras flashed. And somewhere, her mother was still trapped in a courtroom on the other side of the city, where her flight was with-held.
“I… do.” The words came out barely a whisper.
Dominic’s fingers brushed hers as he slid the ring on.
Warm.
Certain.
He didn’t know the woman beside him wasn’t his bride.. only the bride's daughter.
It was supposed to be a cover-up, a harmless favor to protect her mother’s reputation for a few hours.
But one signature turned the lie into law, and one look from Dominic, created a huge lust in her... a temptation that made her realize there would be no easy way out.
When her mother finally returned, victory in court, she found her new husband already captivated by her daughter, the girl who’d worn her veil.
Now the secret binds all three of them:
A daughter carrying a forbidden truth,
A mother desperate to reclaim the man meant for her,
and A husband torn between the woman he promised and the one he can’t forget.
In a world where every vow hides a sin,
Cierra must learn that not all that glitters is gold…
sometimes, it’s her stepdad.
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Chapter: Chapter 26: What Next? Cierra's POV I kept my eyes glued to the window, watching cars slice through the night like they had no problems in the world. People walked past the club...laughing, shouting, drunk, excited, living their lives with a freedom I couldn’t even pretend to have. My mind was a tight knot of panic, shame, and exhaustion.George’s hand slid into mine.“Baby… you okay?”I nodded, but it was a lie.I was cooked. Beyond cooked. Burnt, done, finished.Going back into that club felt like walking into a fire with gasoline dripping down my back. Yes, maybe Dominic hadn’t recognized me at the hospital...maybe the mask and the lights and the chaos of that night we made out hid me, but what if someone called my work name? Silver. Mallory. My boss. Anyone. Chelsea, especially Chelsea, that demon reincarnated in human form.One shout of “Midnight Ballerina!”And boom...my entire life would collapse like a badly built house.I swallowed the fear rising in my throat.“George…” My voice cracked a lit
Last Updated: 2025-12-05
Chapter: Chapter 25: Secrets served in cold plates.George's POV I stared at her, and for a moment I genuinely hated myself. Hated that I still loved this woman after everything.Don’t get me wrong, I know what I am. I know exactly how many times I betrayed her, how many times I messed up. I never pretended to be perfect. But I always cleaned up after my disasters. I always came back home. I always returned to her.Yet here I was...wounded, furious, and still hopelessly in love.And what broke me the most wasn’t the idea of her with another man. It was the fact that the man was him.Dominic.My father...not by blood, but by the twisted situation that had shaped our lives. To the world he was my father. To reality, more like an older brother. But titles didn’t matter right now. Betrayal did.I swallowed hard, forcing out the words.“So… how many times have you made out with my dad?”Cierra hissed sharply. “No, don’t you dare act like a victim. Not when you...of all people, cheated on me at the very moment you should’ve been trying to
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Chapter 24: Who Cares? Cierra's POVThe moment the door swung open, my whole soul dropped into my stomach.I hissed under my breath, realizing the door wasn’t even locked in the first place.I turned toward Dominic, heart beating too loudly in my chest.My voice came out in a whisper, thin and shaky.“I thought you locked the door.”Dominic let out a low sigh... that deep, unimpressed kind he does when he’s already three steps ahead of everyone else.“It’s a card-lock door,” he murmured, barely moving his lips, eyes fixed on whatever silhouette stood behind me. “Whoever opened that… is the same person who brought you here. The human was handed a card...It’s the rule.”I blinked.My pulse was punching against my ribs.“Fuck,” I whispered. "Don’t worry...I got this...you don't need to swim in regret.”He let out a soft scoff, smoothing down his shirt like he wasn’t even fazed.“Regret?” he muttered. “Do I look like someone worried about regret?”No.No, he didn’t.He never did.His aura alone could swallow a
Last Updated: 2025-12-03
Chapter: Chapter 23: Crave Thy Step-Dad.Cierra's POV “Uh… I....I…”But the rest of my words just died in my throat.It was the way he entered the room.Dominic.My stepdad.The same man I’ve spent half my life trying to understand and the other half trying to avoid.He had that presence again, the one that makes the air shift the second he walks in.The doorway couldn’t even contain him.Tall, broad shoulders, veins tracing his forearms, that casual confidence in every step.His hair was in that slightly messy, deliberate way, like he had just run a hand through it.His jaw looked carved from something expensive.His sleeveless black top clung to him like it had a personal crush on him.He looked like someone sculpted trouble out of a man and then taught him how to smirk.I hated how much my breath got stuck in my chest.He stared at me for a moment and I swear my heart stuttered.He broke the silence first. “Hmm. I see you’re stressing my son.”My son.Those two words hit me weird.Like my stomach didn’t know whether to d
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 22: Maybe My Girlfriend, Maybe My Step-momGeorge's POV I pulled the car into the parking lot and let the engine settle into silence. For a moment, neither of us moved. Dad and I simply sat there, side by side, staring at the name engraved across the hospital’s white façade.Dad exhaled slowly. “Are you sure this is the right hospital? The one her daughter is supposedly admitted to?”“Yes, Dad.” I nodded, trying not to look as uneasy as I felt. “This is the place.” I straightened a little, trying to mask any hint of tension. I didn’t want him catching on to anything. Not today.“Why can’t I just call Samantha to confirm?” he asked, wiping an invisible speck off his shirt. “You know how much I hate unnecessary embarrassment...especially from a low-class establishment.”I forced a light chuckle. “Come on, Dad. Just surprise her. Women love the whole unannounced, emotional gesture. Arriving with flowers will score you points.”He froze. “Flowers?” His brows arched sharply. “Please tell me you didn’t actually bring flowers.”I s
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Chapter: Chapter 21: Oh! Not Another Trauma.Cierra's POVMy phone wouldn’t stop ringing. It buzzed against the hospital bedsheet like it was determined to drag me out of the thin peace I’d managed to gather. I checked the screen and sighed.Mom.Of course.The last person I wanted to speak to was the one calling me nonstop.I answered anyway.“Hey, Mum.”Her voice exploded immediately, sharp, dramatic, like she’d been rehearsing the moment I picked up.“Cierra, why? Why would you do this to me?”I hissed under my breath. “Really, Mom? At this point? You’re seriously doing this?”“I am in jail, Cierra!” she snapped. “In jail because of you! Because I’m trying to make life worth living for you!”I closed my eyes. “Mom, please. Please. Let’s not play that game right now. We both know everything you’re doing is to maintain your… useless reputation. To be the ‘IT girl’ of your little fantasy world.”There was a long pause.Then she scoffed. “I should’ve known better than to let your father pour his sperm inside me.”I rolled my eyes
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
365 Nights, Two Stepbrothers, One Me.
I moaned out his name. "Damien, you are not trying hard to get me, yet .."
He smirked and whispered to my ears. "I like being hard, Not "trying" hard."
His hand grazed mine, sending a shiver straight to places I didn’t know I could feel.
Damien’s smirk was wicked, his eyes dark with desire, and my body betrayed me with every glance. I wanted him, yet my heart longed for someone gentler, someone who could love me without burning me alive. Ethan’s soft voice behind me made my chest ache, reminding me there was a different way to feel alive...a way that felt safe, tender, and real. Torn between lust and love, every heartbeat became my dangerous game.”
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When Lila Sinclair’s mother is sentenced to life in prison, her world collapses. The only person who can take her in is her mother’s past lover, Sebastian Blackwood; a wealthy, commanding man with a family of his own. Adopted temporarily into his household, Lila finds herself living with two stepbrothers who will change her life forever: Damien, the dark, irresistible older brother who ignites every forbidden desire...and Ethan, the sweet, caring younger brother who makes her heart feel at home.But time is against her. Her adoption isn’t legal, and after one year, Lila must marry one of them to remain in the country. With 365 nights of temptation, passion, and secrets ahead, she must choose between the fire of lust and the warmth of love, knowing that every choice could shatter her world...
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Chapter: Chapter 25: One Stepbrother, One Night Stand.Lila's POV “Your dad trusts me.”The words left my mouth in a tone I didn’t even recognize...cold, commanding, dripping with a power I never dared to show in front of Damien before. It made him stop moving. His fingers tightened slightly on my arm as he pulled me closer, eyes narrowing like he was trying to read every hidden part of me.“What just happened?” he asked quietly.I lifted my chin. “Oh, that?” I shrugged, pretending my pulse wasn’t still racing from what just occurred. “What do you think it was?”“I don’t know,” he muttered. “But you act… off sometimes.”“Whatever,” I dismissed. “We need to prepare.”His eyes lingered on me, suspicious and slightly annoyed. “Prepare to do what exactly?”I turned fully, staring at him like he was a toddler asking why the sky is blue. “Really, Damien?”He sighed. “You can’t come with me.”“And why?” I challenged.“First,” he lifted a finger, “I don't know who the fuck you are... Second, I can’t afford to lose the tycoon’s daughter because o
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Chapter: Chapter 24: Dad Is A Bitch.Ethan's POV “Dad, I’m off.”My voice came out calm, but my inside was a whole storm ripping apart the walls of my chest. I adjusted the strap of my bag and headed toward the door… until his voice dropped behind me, deep, rough, cold.“Off?” He turned slowly. “To where exactly, Ethan?”Here we go again.“To Lila,” I said. “Dad, I’m not letting go of her for any reason.”His jaw tightened. “Son, don’t piss me off this morning.”“I don’t care at this point.” I yelled.He narrowed his eyes at me like I had just slapped him. “Why… are you losing your senses over a woman?”I swallowed, stepped closer, and said it anyway. “Because this woman...Lila...is my woman.”He chuckled.Not the funny type.The dangerous type.“And yet,” he said, leaning forward, “you got another woman pregnant.”Something in me snapped.I dropped my bag and slammed my fist into the wall behind him.A sharp pain shot up my arm, but I didn’t care. I needed that pain. I needed something to burn away everything before I
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Chapter: Chapter 23: Who Is Serena Sinclair.Lila's POV The door opened slower than I expected, like someone was savoring the moment before they ruined a life. For a breath I thought maybe we’d somehow bought a sliver of time... until the man stepped in and filled the frame.He was exactly the image my nightmares and rumors had stitched together: tall, leather that hugged the line of his shoulders, a snake tattoo coiling up the side of his throat. He had the look of a man accustomed to being obeyed without question. For a second the room narrowed to the distance between his eyes and mine.“Oh no. Fuck. Fuck,” slipped out of me before I could stop it.He didn’t flinch. He considered me like you consider an old photograph ..recognition working slow, then hard. “You look… familiar,” he said, voice rough, even. He was trying to place me.“Because I am,” I said, feeling the muscles in my jaw tighten. The name tasted like iron and edged certainty. It was the armor I’d forged when life had forced me to learn how to survive as more tha
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Chapter: Chapter 22: Just when the storm is over.Narrator's Pov The sound of heavy boots echoed through the corridor.One. Two. Three pairs. Then more.“Come on,” Lila whispered, grabbing Damien’s hand. Her pulse trembled against his. “Let’s go here.”They crawled fast, their knees brushing the cold marble floor as they slid back under the bed. The air beneath was damp and suffocating, the dust burning through her nostrils.The moment they ducked in, the door burst open.Five men in black leather coats stormed inside. Behind them, the receptionist stumbled in, pale, sweating, his tie loosened like a noose around his neck.The tall man at the front, the one with the snake tattoo spiraling up his neck walked with an air of quiet rage. His voice was low, sharp.“Why did you bring us to an empty room?”The receptionist stammered, his voice trembling. “S...sir, this is the room number you gave me. I... I swear it’s registered to the Blackwoods.”The tattooed man, Vance Python tilted his head, his eyes narrowing. “So you mean to tell me…
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Chapter: Chapter 21: Just Before The 'Rest In Peace.'Damien's POV The rain outside had stopped hours ago, but the wind was still tapping gently against the glass. I stood there, shirt unbuttoned halfway, eyes fixed on the flickering streetlights below. The night was silent, too silent for comfort.Somewhere between the hum of the air conditioner and the faint ticking of the clock, guilt crept in. I hated that feeling. That small tug in my chest that whispered you were too harsh.But I shook it off. I wasn’t Ethan. I didn’t do gentle. I didn’t sugarcoat a woman just to get under her thighs. I didn’t comfort women just because they cried.I turned from the window, rubbing the back of my neck, when I heard her voice.“Damien,” she said...quick, tense, almost breathless. “We’re in trouble.”I frowned. “What now?”She took a few steps closer, her hair loose now, falling in messy curls over her face. “Can you, for once, not be an asshole? Just listen to me and do everything I say.”I raised a brow. “That sounds like the start of one of your
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Chapter: Chapter 20: Oh, My Sexy Poison.Lila's POV He lifted me, spun me around, pressing me against the bed, as he brought out his cock and shoved it in..our body collided, moving together, no words necessary, no surrender, only fire and desire. My silk gown pooled around me, discarded, leaving my bare breast against him. He traced every curve, memorizing, worshipping, dominating, as I arched into him, matching his rhythm, our bodies a chaotic symphony of need and control. His lips found mine again, soft, teasing, commanding, and I responded with everything I had. Arrogance, desire, dominance, lust, all blending into a feverish, unstoppable storm. I reveled in the fact that he was both my enemy and my obsession, that our hatred and our fire made this moment combust with power. Hours blurred, movements synchronized in perfect tension and release, our bodies conversing in ways words never could. He fucked me, flipping me over as he kept thrusting.I moaned in pleasure. He helped me arch my waist perfectly as he began
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Craving The Mafia's Touch.
Her back slammed into the wall, Dante’s hand pinning hers high above her head, his mouth hovering close enough to steal her breath. His voice was a husky growl, low and lethal.
“You think you can defy me, Bianca?”
She smirked, arching into him, her nails dragging across his chest. “Defy you? I own the game, Dante.”
Their lips crashed...violent, hungry, desperate. His grip was bruising, her body pressed against his with ruthless possession. Every kiss tasted of war. Every touch was a betrayal. Every moan, a fight for dominance neither was willing to lose.
Bianca Moretti isn’t just a woman; she’s the She Mafia. Beautiful. Deadly. Untouchable.
Dante Moretti, the ruthless Mafia King, should be her greatest enemy… yet he’s also the one man who matches her cruelty and consumes her with forbidden desire.
But lust is the most dangerous weapon in a world where loyalty is scarce. And enemies wait in the shadows; Betty Mordecai, venomous and relentless, and Andriena, the lover who turned traitor, ready to tear Bianca apart piece by piece.
Now Bianca and Dante must decide: join forces to rule or destroy each other in the crossfire.
Because in the Mafia, love isn’t romance.
It’s war.
It’s obsession.
And it always comes with blood.
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Chapter: Chapter 26: The Knight In Shadows.Bianca's POV The shot burned through my hand before I even realized what had happened. My body dropped to the ground, a scream swallowed by the night. Blood gushed hot and fast, painting the earth crimson.Her aim was terrible, otherwise I wouldn’t still be breathing. Bad aiming. Amateur. She had a lot to learn.I clutched my wrist, the pain tearing through me in waves. Crawling, stumbling, I dragged myself toward the bushes. My lungs were screaming, my heartbeat pounding like war drums. I pressed my back against the rough bark of a tree, gasping.“I can’t… lay open like this. Not to them.” My voice cracked as I whispered to myself.I bit my lip until I tasted iron. This wasn’t the life I dreamed of. I wanted classrooms, not battlegrounds. White coats, not blood-soaked dresses. I wanted to heal lives, not watch them slip away. Yet here I was...carrying a cross I never built.Tears burned down my cheeks as I tried to wrap the wound with my torn dress, but the blood wouldn’t stop. My v
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Chapter: Chapter 25: Weight Of Betrayal.Bianca’s POV The smell of burning wood was choking me, wrapping around my lungs like a chain. The flames cracked above us, and the chandelier, half melted, swinging loose ....finally gave way.I watched it fall, slow motion, like death itself choosing a victim.And Dante… he didn’t hesitate. He pushed me out of the way, his arm curling protectively around me before the flames swallowed him.My heart froze.“Dante!”The fire planks crashed against his back. He gritted his teeth, muffling his pain, and still...still...he kept his hand outstretched toward me. His lips moved, voice broken by smoke.“…Bianca…”Hearing him call my name like that nearly split me in two. I crawled toward him, the heat searing my skin, and caught his trembling hand. His palm was rough, his fingers weak, but I held on like my life depended on it.“Stay with me, Dante. Stay the hell with me!” My voice cracked as I dragged myself closer, pressing my forehead to his chest.His eyelids fluttered. The strength in
Last Updated: 2025-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 24: Till Death Do Us Part.Dante's POV The hallways reeked of smoke and betrayal.I stepped out of the room with my gun firm in my hand, the chaos around me roaring like an angry beast. Flames licked the walls from somewhere in the distance. People screamed, bullets cracked, the ceiling groaned as if the whole place was ready to collapse on itself.I didn’t walk fast. In the mafia world, fast steps get you killed. I walked slowly, careful, every muscle tense, finger ready on the trigger. My eyes scanned corners, shadows, doors half-open. This wasn’t just chaos, it was a graveyard waiting to swallow names.Then a hand gripped my shoulder.In an instant, I spun around, gun raised, the barrel a breath away from a skull. My eyes locked with Mordecai’s cold grin.“Calm down, boy Dante,” he said, voice slick as oil. “I ain’t here for you.”I didn’t lower the gun right away. My breath was steady, but my pulse raced. Mordecai was no ordinary man. If he showed up in smoke and bullets, he didn’t come empty.“What the he
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Chapter: Chapter 23: Behind Smokes.Bianca’s POV“What is going on?” I asked, my voice shaky as my lace slipped halfway down my arm. My hands were trembling too much to fix it.Dante sat up from the bed and slammed his fist against the wall. His jaw tightened as his eyes darted toward the ceiling, like he could already hear the chaos above us.“It’s mafia war,” he said finally. “But they call it a game.”I blinked at him. “A game?” My voice cracked. “There are gunshots outside, Dante! What kind of game is that?”His lips curved into the kind of smirk that didn’t belong in a night like this. Dark, dangerous, detached. “They call it hide and seek. If you’ve got enemies, tonight is the night you hunt them down. And if they find you first.....” he lifted his hand like a gun and pulled the trigger in the air. “Boom. You’re dead.”My mouth fell open. I stared at him, disgust curling inside my chest. “So they kill each other like animals....and call it a game?”He shrugged, too casual for a man explaining slaughter. “That’s ho
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Chapter: Chapter 22: The Enemy I Crave.Dante's POV“Leave my wife.”The words tore out of me before I could stop myself, low and venomous, like the crack of a whip. I didn’t care that the room smelled of another man’s cologne. I didn’t care that Bianca’s bare shoulder glistened in the dim lamplight, or that her fingers had been tangled in that bastard’s hair just a moment before.I stalked forward, heat raging in my chest, and dragged her off the bed. My fingers closed tight around her wrist, and she yanked it free, eyes blazing like wildfire.“What the hell is wrong with you, Dante?” she spat, chin tilted high.“What’s wrong with me?” I stepped closer, voice trembling with fury. “What’s wrong with you, Bianca? How the fuck can you be so cheap...just going all out with a man you met tonight?”Her lips curled into the kind of smile that made my blood boil and my cock throb all at once.“First of all,” she hissed, “I’m not your wife. Secondly…” She leaned forward, her breath warm against my jaw. “…I’m only learning from the
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Chapter: Chapter 21: Leave My Wife.Bianca's POV The night held a strange weight, thick with promises and peril, and the city lights outside my window shimmered like embers in a firestorm. Tonight wasn’t just any gala, it was the night the mafia world unveiled its power, its beauty, its chaos. And I had to walk into it, alone, the only woman in this arena who wasn’t just a concubine but a boss in my own right.I waved my maid off, a faint smile on my lips, and picked up my phone. The clock read past nine, and Andreina hadn’t arrived. My gaze drifted to the bed as I sank onto it, letting the silence stretch, filling me with anticipation. Then the soft click of the door brought me back.“Bibi, why aren’t you always home?” my little sister asked, eyes wide with curiosity and innocence.I smiled, the edges of my mouth curling with warmth. “Because I have to work for our future, baby girl.”.Her eyes sparkled. “I want to follow you when I grow up.”I chuckled, ruffling her hair. “When you’re big, you’ll follow me.”She nodd
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