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Frederico Grey Volkov

I knew Rhea was bringing Adrian home before they arrived.

Liliana had spent the entire afternoon moving around the house with the particular energy of a woman pretending she wasn’t excited while being extremely excited. She had checked the dining table three times, changed the flowers twice, and asked me at least four times whether the dinner looked welcoming.

“It looks perfect,” I told her the fourth time.

She looked at the table.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t think i
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  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    97

    Frederico Grey VolkovThe house had never been this quiet.Not truly quiet.There were nurses moving softly through the corridors, the occasional sound of one of the babies stirring, and somewhere downstairs a door closed gently.But compared to the hospital, the silence felt almost sacred.We were home.Liliana was home.Our children were home.I stood at the entrance of the nursery for several minutes without saying anything.Three cribs.Three tiny lives.Three children I had not known existed a year ago.Alexander was asleep on his back, one tiny fist curled beside his cheek. Lucian was turned slightly toward his brother, his mouth making a small movement as though he were dreaming about something only he understood.And Eliana—Our unexpected little girl.She slept peacefully in her crib, wrapped in a pale blanket, completely unaware that she had already managed to turn her father’s entire world upside down.I smiled.I still couldn’t believe her.We had prepared for two.Two nam

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    96

    Frederico Grey Volkov The day Liliana went into labor, I was not prepared. I had prepared for everything else. I had prepared the nursery months in advance. I had chosen the furniture myself. I had checked the security around the house twice. I had memorized the route to the hospital. I had three different bags packed and ready, despite Liliana repeatedly telling me that one would have been enough. I had even argued with the doctor about how quickly she should be seen the moment we arrived. But none of that prepared me for hearing her cry my name from the bathroom at three in the morning. “Grey!” I was out of bed before I was fully awake. I found her standing beside the bathtub with one hand gripping the edge, her other hand pressed beneath her stomach. She looked at me. “I think—” Another contraction hit. Her face tightened. I crossed the room immediately. “What happened?” “I think they’re coming.” For a second, I simply stared at her. Then everything

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    95

    Frederico Grey VolkovI knew Rhea was bringing Adrian home before they arrived.Liliana had spent the entire afternoon moving around the house with the particular energy of a woman pretending she wasn’t excited while being extremely excited. She had checked the dining table three times, changed the flowers twice, and asked me at least four times whether the dinner looked welcoming.“It looks perfect,” I told her the fourth time.She looked at the table.“Are you sure?”“Yes.”“You don’t think it’s too formal?”“No.”“Maybe we should—”“Liliana.”She stopped and looked at me.I held out my hand.“Come here.”She walked toward me, and I pulled her gently against my chest.“You have been standing for too long.”“I’ve barely done anything.”“You have done enough.”Her hand settled over her stomach.“I want everything to be nice for Rhea.”“It will be.”“And Adrian.”I looked down at her.“You like him already.”She smiled.“I’ve only met him twice.”“And?”“And he’s good to her.”That was

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    94

    RheaThose five months were the happiest five months of my life.And honestly, I still couldn’t believe I was saying that.If someone had told me half a year ago that I would be running a successful bakery in Milan, expanding into new locations, laughing over dinner with a man who actually listened when I spoke, and waking up every morning excited about what the day might bring, I would have laughed in their face.Not because I didn’t believe good things could happen.I just didn’t believe they happened to people like me.But apparently, life had decided I was wrong.And Adrian had something to do with that.The first time he asked me out, I had barely let him finish before saying yes.Maybe that was reckless.Maybe it was completely unlike me.But let’s be honest.There was a shortage of good men.A serious shortage.And when one finally appeared in front of you, kind, steady, respectful, emotionally available, and actually interested in you without trying to possess you, were you re

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    93

    Liliana MillerBy the fifth month, my body had stopped whispering and started speaking in full sentences.The twins were no longer tiny secrets hidden beneath my heart. They made themselves known in everything. In the heaviness of my stomach, in the strange hunger that could appear five minutes after I had eaten, in the way I had to pause halfway up the stairs and pretend I was suddenly fascinated by the view outside the window. Sometimes they moved so strongly that I would stop whatever I was doing and place both hands over my stomach, waiting for the little fluttering and rolling sensations to settle.Grey noticed every single one.He noticed when I walked slower.He noticed when I became quiet.He noticed when I pushed my plate away because I was suddenly too full, and he noticed when I looked at food five minutes later as though I had never eaten in my life.He had become annoyingly observant.But I loved him for it.The morning of our fifth-month appointment, Milan was wrapped in

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    92

    RheaThe next afternoon, I caught myself looking toward the bakery door far more often than I wanted to admit.It was ridiculous.I had a business to run, orders to check, staff to supervise, and three different suppliers who apparently believed that delivery times were merely suggestions. Yet every time the little bell above the door rang, my eyes lifted automatically, searching for the same familiar face.And every time it wasn’t him, I felt a tiny, embarrassing flicker of disappointment.I hated that.I had spent years learning how to survive without expecting anything from anyone. I had learned how to keep my heart guarded, how to solve my own problems, how to stop waiting for people to show up for me. The bakery had been the first thing in my life that belonged completely to me, and I had promised myself I would protect the peace I had built around it.Then this man had started coming in.Always around the same time.Always ordering the same coffee.Always polite.Never lingering

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    Chapter 2: Fragments in the Night

    Liliana Miller The night air in coastal Italy was merciless. It sliced through my thin blouse like icy knives, but I barely felt it. My legs moved on autopilot, carrying me away from the luxury villa, away from the moans still echoing in my skull, away from the two people who had just carved out m

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    001: Double Betrayal

    Liliana Miller:I stared at the doctor like he had just spoken a language I couldn’t understand.The office suddenly felt too cold, too white, too quiet. Even the ticking clock on the wall sounded distant, muffled beneath the violent pounding in my chest.“I’m sorry, Miss Liliana,” the doctor repea

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    Chapter 5 : Oh my God

    Liliana Miller: The hotel lobby was quiet when I stepped out of the elevator. The woman at the front desk smiled politely as I crossed the marble floor, and I found myself smiling back automatically, the way people do when they're running on habit instead of thought. The expression felt wrong on my

  • CAN I RIDE YOU, SIR? Seducing my ex stepfather    Chapter 4: The Morning After

    The phone wouldn’t stop ringing.It pierced through the thick fog of sleep like a distant alarm, pulling me reluctantly from the deepest, most dreamless rest I’d had in years. My body felt heavy, boneless, wrapped in warm sheets that smelled faintly of cedar, smoke, and something unmistakably mascu

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