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3. Bride's Dirty Secret

Author: Sinella
last update publish date: 2026-02-10 23:03:01

CHAPTER 1: WET FOR MY STEPBROTHER

EMBER

I jolted awake to the soft but insistent knocking on my bedroom door.

The clock on my nightstand glowed 4:00 AM in harsh red digits, and for a groggy second, I thought it must be Sarah, my best friend and maid of honor. She'd promised to come over early to help with last-minute wedding prep—hair, makeup, all that chaos.

But this early? No way. The sun wasn't even thinking about rising yet, and the house was dead silent except for that insistent knock
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  • CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES   55

    VIOLET I moaned loudly, my body arching back into him as his fingers drove deeper. The way his hand tightened around my throat while I writhed against him sent sparks of fear and ecstasy shooting through me. Every stroke makes my thighs tremble uncontrollably. I can feel my orgasm building, coiling tighter and tighter in my core, threatening to shatter me. I hated how easily he broke me, especially after he’d ignored me and walked away last night, but I couldn’t help it. My body craved him like a drug. “Why the fuck did you come to this club without telling me, princess?” he growled hotly against my ear, his breath scorching my skin as he pumped his fingers harder and faster. “Dressed in this tiny fucking dress that barely covers your ass? Letting another man put his filthy hands all over what belongs to me?” “I—I don’t have to ask permission from you before I go anywhere I want, Hades,” I gasped out, my voice breaking on a sharp moan as he curled his fingers viciously against

  • CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES   54

    VIOLET His gaze traveled slowly over my body, devouring every inch of me.His icy blue eyes darkened with raw hunger, making me feel utterly naked—stripped bare and vulnerable under that scorching scrutiny. Heat flooded my cheeks and pooled low in my belly as I fought the urge to cross my arms over my chest. Then he looked away as a brunette approached him, pressing close. He leaned down, whispering something low and intimate in her ear. She laughed, tilting her head toward him, her hand brushing his arm with possessive familiarity. A sharp twist of jealousy stabbed through my chest, hot and vicious. I had no right to feel it, but that didn’t stop the pain from blooming. A smooth voice interrupted my spiraling thoughts. “You’re looking stunning tonight” I turned to find a tall, handsome man—chiseled jaw, easy smile, confident in a way that screamed player but lacked the raw, terrifying edge of Hades. “Dance with me?” I almost said no. But then I caught Hades staring at us.

  • CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES   53

    VIOLET The next morning, I woke with a heavy heart and a plan. I dressed in the same clothes from yesterday, determined to slip out quietly. The penthouse was enormous — surely I could avoid him long enough to call a cab and get to the airport. I cracked open my door and stepped into the hallway, my heart pounding away slightly. A tall, huge man was standing right there. Gray eyes. Sandy hair. Couple tattoos peeked from the collar of his shirt and sleeves. He held a designer suitcase and looked every bit the dangerous enforcer. I recognized him from the office yesterday “Good morning, Miss Violet,” he said with a respectful nod, his voice deep and professional. “Mr. Kane sent these for you.” He extended the luggage handle toward me. “Clothes for today and the coming days.” I stared at the luggage, surprised. “He… what? I wasn’t planning—” “Change quickly, please,” Carlos continued smoothly, as if I hadn’t spoken. “You have a client meeting in ninety minutes at the offi

  • CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES   52

    VIOLET The door clicked shut behind Hades with a finality that echoed louder than any slam could have. I stood there against the wall, my wrists still tingling from where his belt had bound them, my dress bunched around my waist, and my soaked panties clinging uncomfortably to my throbbing pussy. My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as I tried to process what had just happened. One minute Hades had me pinned, his thick cock grinding against my ass, his fingers teasing my dripping folds while he growled filthy promises that made my knees weak. The next minute he was gone. Just... walked out without a single word. My body was still buzzing, every nerve ending on fire. My clit pulsed angrily, my inner walls clenching rhythmically around nothing, aching for the brutal stretch I knew only his huge cock could provide. I had begged him — actually begged — for his cock. And he had left me like this. Wet. Desperate. Empty Tears of frustration and humiliation burned at the corne

  • CRAVING DIRTY DADDIES   51

    HADES I slipped one hand under her dress, my fingers tracing up her inner thigh. I widened her stance with my leg, pressing my knee between hers to spread her open. My palm cupped her soaked pussy through the lace panties, feeling the scorching heat and wetness there. I rubbed slow, teasing circles over her clit but didn’t push inside. Not yet. I wanted her aching. Desperate. “So fucking wet, princess,” I murmured against her ear, rubbing firmly. “Your pussy is crying for Daddy’s cock like a desperate little slut." I pressed two fingers against her entrance through the lace, teasing her "Ohhh... Hades..." She whimpered loudly, her hips rolling sh. amelessly against my hand, chasing more pressure. "Please... Hades... Please…” “Please what?” I growled, rubbing her pussy roughly making her moan louder. “Tell me exactly what you want, baby girl. Use your words like a good girl.” “I want your cock,” she gasped, her voice breaking into a needy whimper. “Please, Hades... fuck me. Mak

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    HADES All day I had been genuinely impressed — no, more than impressed. Violet had stepped into my company and, within her very first hours, secured some major clients who had been sitting on the fence for months. Even some of my long-term accounts were buzzing about fresh campaign ideas she had casually dropped in meetings. Her instincts were sharp and the way she carried herself with quiet confidence despite everything that had happened between us… it stirred something dangerous in me. Pride. Respect. And a deep, possessive hunger I had sworn I would bury. I had planned to compliment her properly. To show her the two fully furnished apartments I had selected — both in secure buildings I owned — so she could choose one. She could fly back to Denver tomorrow, pack her things, and move in properly. The thought followed me as I took the private elevator up to the penthouse floor. I told myself I was only checking on her. Making sure the guest suite felt comfortable after he

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