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STEP-DADDY'S SIN

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When Ivy returns home for the summer, she’s not the wide-eyed girl her billionaire stepfather raised after her mother’s death. She’s twenty-one now—sharp-tongued, sexy, and trouble in heels. The little girl is gone. In her place is a brat who knows exactly how to push Alexander Wolfe’s buttons… and maybe, just maybe, tempt him to sin. Alexander has spent years locking away his desire for the forbidden girl he swore to protect. He built empires and buried lust behind boardrooms and bourbon. But when Ivy saunters back into his mansion with those legs, that attitude, and that wicked glint in her eyes—every line he drew begins to blur. She wants to tease. He wants to ruin. But what starts as a game of temptation quickly spirals into obsession. As secrets unravel and past sins claw their way to the surface, the line between protector and predator, love and lust, begins to crumble. And when Ivy’s dangerous ex resurfaces and an unexpected pregnancy shakes their world. Alexander will be forced to choose between keeping his twisted desires in the dark… Or claiming his little girl in the most sinful way possible. He raised her like a daughter. Now, he’s ready to make her his wife.

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Chapter: Chapter 70 — Epilogue

One and a half Year LaterIvy’s POVThe mansion is quiet… too quiet.And that usually means two things: either something’s broken, or my husband and our son are up to no good.Spoiler alert: it’s both.I round the corner into the sunken living room—and there they are. My entire world. Chaos and charm wrapped in two very dangerous packages.Alexander’s lying on his back on the massive velvet rug in nothing but gray sweats and smug satisfaction, while our one-year-old son climbs his chest like it’s a jungle gym. He’s got Alexander’s dark hair and my eyes, with this smirk that’s definitely not innocent. His tiny hand tugs at his father’s chain, and the other is holding… oh my God.“Is that—” I gasp. “Did he break your Rolex?!”Alexander lifts his head like he’s not even the slightest bit concerned. “Technically, he dismantled it. That’s innovation.”“Alexander!”He shrugs. “He’s got good taste.”“Our son is chewing on a watch that costs more than my entire degree!”“He’s a Wolfe, sweethe

Last Updated: 2025-10-02

Chapter: Chapter 69 — The Pregnancy Reveal

Ivy’s POVTwo months after the weddingI stare at the stick in my hand like it might explode.No—scratch that. I’m staring at it like it already has. Like it's detonated my heart, flipped my soul inside out, and left me standing in the master bathroom of Alexander’s mansion, barefoot, with my fingers trembling and my lungs refusing to breathe.Two lines. Bold. Unapologetic.Pregnant.I swallow hard, my other hand gripping the edge of the marble sink. My knees feel like they might give out, and for a second I wonder if I should sit down—but I can’t. My body’s frozen. My mind is racing. My stomach twists in slow, hot spirals of fear and joy and memory.The last time...I press a hand against my stomach, instinctively. There’s nothing yet. No bump. Just the tiniest bloom of something new. Something terrifying. Something hopeful.And this time, it feels different.This time, my body doesn’t feel broken. It feels... ready. Like my heart knew before my brain did.A quiet knock at the bathro

Last Updated: 2025-10-02

Chapter: Chapter 68 – The Claiming

Alexander’s POVShe’s still shaking. Wrecked from my mouth.Eyes glazed. Thighs trembling. Lips swollen from all her moaning. And fuck, her pussy’s pulsing—clenching around nothing like it’s begging to be filled.“Color?” I ask, low and rough.She swallows hard. Her voice is hoarse when she whispers, “Green, Daddy.”Goddamn right.I grab her hips, flip her effortlessly onto her stomach, and yank her ass high. She gasps as her knees slide apart on instinct, back arching for me.“Look at you.” My voice is gravel and want. “Fucking dripping for me. Begging without saying a word.”I lean down, lips brushing her ear. “Do you know how dangerous that is, Baby Girl? Offering yourself like this to a man like me?”She whimpers, grinding back into me, completely gone for it.“Say it,” I growl, lining up behind her. “Say who owns you.”“You do,” she moans, breathless. “You fucking own me.”I slam into her in one brutal, claiming thrust—and we both break.Her scream tears through the room as her b

Last Updated: 2025-10-01

Chapter: Chapter 67 — The Night She Became Mine

Alexander’s POVThe second the door shuts behind us, I lock it. Not because I think someone’s coming in.But because the part of me that’s still fucking feral from almost losing her—wants the whole goddamn world out.She turns to me, all soft silk and flushed cheeks, and my body aches. My knuckles flex like they’re ready to break something if I don’t touch her soon.I reach behind me, pull my tie loose, and toss it to the floor. “Strip,” I say, voice low.Her breath catches. I watch her eyes dilate. Pupils blown wide with heat.She licks her lips. “Right here?” she whispers.I close the distance between us in two steps, grab her chin between my thumb and forefinger.“Where else, Mrs. Wolfe?” I murmur. “You belong to me now. That dress is just in my fucking way.”She shivers. And then— slowly, like she wants to drive me insane— she peels the straps off her shoulders, one at a time. The white silk pools around her feet, leaving her in nothing but heels and the thin lace I bought to go

Last Updated: 2025-10-01

Chapter: Chapter 66 – The Vows (cont.)

Ivy’s POVMy heart’s not racing. It’s galloping.Fucking sprinting in my chest like it’s about to shatter my ribs and leap into his hands.Alexander’s vow still echoes inside me. Raw. Dark. Beautiful. It didn’t sound like a promise—it sounded like a claim. Like I just signed my soul away with a kiss and a smirk.And I don’t regret a goddamn second of it.He’s watching me now. Eyes locked. Breathing steady. Waiting.There’s always been this thing between us—dangerous, magnetic, like we’re not supposed to exist in the same room, let alone the same bed, same life, same name.But we do. We always have. And today, I speak it into the world.“I, Ivy,” I begin, my voice steady—deadly calm, like the pause before a storm, “take you, Alexander…”I pause, my lips curling at the corners. He raises an eyebrow like he knows what’s coming.“...not just as my husband,” I continue, stepping forward so there’s no air between us, “but as my master, my obsession, and my very favorite problem.”Jess lets

Last Updated: 2025-09-30

Chapter: Chapter 65 – The Vows

Ivy’s POV(Two Months Later – Private Ceremony, Late Afternoon)The air is thick with heat and hunger—not from the weather, but from him.From us.There’s no church bells, no cathedral ceilings, no sweeping orchestras. No smiling relatives or clinking glasses. Just the soft rustle of fabric, the scent of lilies curling through the air, and the low thrum of tension that vibrates between our bodies like a second heartbeat.This isn’t a wedding. This is a reckoning.It’s been two months since the attack. Since we buried the version of ourselves that believed peace was simple. Since the miscarriage nearly gutted me and nearly broke him. We never truly healed—we just got sharper. Meaner. Closer.Now here we are.Standing in front of one another, dressed in white. Of course we are. My dress is silk and sin, molded to every curve, the neckline scandalously low because I like how it makes him look at me. His suit is custom—jet black, sharp, almost cruel in its cut—and yet, somehow, he looks l

Last Updated: 2025-09-30

Ruthless Desires (18+)

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He was supposed to be a fantasy. A younger man with a filthy mouth and a dangerous smile. But when Aria lied about her age, she didn’t expect Logan to show up at her door—with a hard-on, a temper, and a past soaked in blood. Aria Monroe is rich, powerful, and lonely. At thirty-eight, she’s tired of fake friends, shallow men, and pretending she doesn’t crave something real. On a whim, she uploads a younger photo to a dating app… and gets matched with Logan Reed—a cocky, ex-military heartthrob ten years her junior. Their connection? Instant. Addictive. Dangerous. But when Logan finds out she lied, he doesn’t walk away. He comes closer. He kisses her like a punishment. He fucks her like revenge. And when threats begin circling her life like vultures, Logan turns savage. He’ll kill for her. Bleed for her. Burn down her world to keep her. Even if she fights him every step of the way. Age means nothing when obsession takes over. But Aria's secrets run deeper than her lies… And Logan’s darkness? It’s just beginning.

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Chapter: Chapter 5 – Gratitude & Sparks

Logan’s POV I light a cigarette I don’t even want, leaning back against the brick wall outside the bar. My head’s still spinning, not from the booze but from her. From the way she looked at me before she stormed off, heels snapping like gunfire. Aria. Older. Polished. Rich as sin. She catfished me, lied through her perfect teeth, and yet here I am—smoking a damn cigarette and replaying the feel of her hand on my arm like a lovesick idiot. I drag in smoke, cough out frustration. “Shit.” I didn’t mean it like that. Not really. I wasn’t calling her an ATM. I was trying to get under her skin, to prove I could read her. Instead, I carved a wound I didn’t even see coming. But the fire in her eyes… Christ, it was almost worth it. Because for a second, just a split second, I saw past the perfect dress and the diamonds and the limousine waiting at the curb. I saw the woman underneath, trembling but furious, like I was the first person in years who’d actually touched a nerve. And maybe

Last Updated: 2025-10-13

Chapter: Chapter 4 — The Rescue

Aria’s POV And God, that look. Heat. Surprise. A flash of something darker that punches straight through me. I step in, heels clicking like I own the place, sliding between him and the mountain of muscle with all the calm in the world. My pulse is a drumbeat in my ears, but my voice comes out steady, cold. “This man is with me.” The bartender blinks. “Lady, he can’t pay.” “Put it on my tab.” I pull my black card from my clutch, hold it up just high enough for the whole room to see. The bouncer’s eyes narrow. The bartender’s widen. Whispers ripple through the bar like wildfire. I tilt my chin. “Or would you prefer I call your manager? Or the press? I’m sure they’d love a story about how your establishment manhandles decorated veterans.” The bouncer hesitates. Logan lets out a sharp laugh behind me, cocky, dangerous. “You hear that? She’s got you by the balls.” “Logan,” I hiss under my breath, but I feel him lean closer, his warmth searing my back. The bartender mutters someth

Last Updated: 2025-10-13

Chapter: Chapter 3 – Trouble in the City

Aria’s POV The city blurs past the tinted glass of my limo, lights bleeding into one another like a cruel joke. I press my palms to my face. God, Aria. What the hell were you thinking? The driver glances in the mirror. “Everything alright, ma’am?” “No,” I snap, then soften. “Just drive.” I drop my hands, staring at my reflection in the window. The woman staring back looks composed— perfect hair, flawless makeup, red dress still hugging her like armor. But inside? I’m shaking. He looked at me like I’d betrayed him. Like I was nothing, like I was a stranger. No—worse. Like I was a liar. And maybe I am. But that look in his eyes… it gutted me. He was angry, yes, but there was hurt too. A raw kind of betrayal, like I’d ripped something out of him without asking. And yet… his smile still lingers in my head. That cocky grin, the way his hand gripped my waist before he realized the truth. The way he said my name like it belonged in his mouth. “Pathetic,” I whisper. My chest tighte

Last Updated: 2025-10-13

Chapter: Chapter 2 – The Meet

Logan’s POV The barracks never felt this empty. Hell, even my condo feels too quiet lately—white walls, expensive leather couch, TV on mute. And me? I’m stretched across the bed with my phone glowing in my hand like it’s the only thing that matters. Her name lights my screen. Aria. She’s not like the others. Most women on these apps fire off selfies, or nudes if I push. Aria? She makes me chase. Smart comebacks. Teasing that cuts and strokes in the same breath. Half the time I’m grinning like an idiot, the other half I’m hard as fuck. Her latest message pops up: Aria: You talk like a man who gets in trouble often. Me: Baby, trouble is my middle name. Want proof? Aria: I’m afraid to ask. Me: I once let a woman drive my Harley. And she didn’t even have her license. Aria: Reckless. Me: Worth it. She wore a red dress and no panties. I smirk at the ceiling. She takes longer than usual to reply, and I imagine her biting that lush bottom lip she tries to play off as casual. Then

Last Updated: 2025-10-13

Chapter: Chapter 1 – The App

Aria’s POV The city glitters beneath my penthouse windows, but it’s the kind of glitter that feels cold, sharp—like broken glass pretending to be diamonds. I swirl the last of my wine and catch my reflection in the black pane. Thirty-eight. Widow. CEO of Moretti Interiors. A woman who has everything except the one thing she actually wants. “Don’t give me that look,” Elena says, kicking off her Louboutins and collapsing on my velvet sofa. She’s effortless glamour, all legs and sharp wit. My best friend and my worst influence. “You’re lonely, Aria. Admit it. If you don’t start living again, I swear I’ll sign you up myself.” “I’m not lonely,” I lie, taking a sip. My voice is too flat, even for me. “I’m selective.” From the armchair, Sophia—my younger sister, always smug—snorts. “Selective? Please. You’ve turned down every man who so much as smiled at you. What was wrong with that banker last month?” “He wanted me to invest in his hedge fund before dessert arrived,” I snap. Sophia

Last Updated: 2025-10-13

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