LOGINAUTHOR NOTE Hey my loves! 🥹🥰 First of all, thank you so much for reading The Bet. I hope it gave you all the feelings, the heat, the heartbreak and everything in between. Sophia and Bryan were not supposed to hit this hard but here we are. 😭🔥 Who loves our new book cover? More heat is coming your way. Stay with me. With love, Naya Hart 🖤
Explicit graphic content ahead. Rated 18+Theme : Step daughters romance × Daddy's knit × Sexually gray characters.SOFEYA’S POVIt was hot outside today. The sun was glaring at me and my twin sister, Rachel. I was relaxing near the pool. Sweat running down my back and inner thighs. We were at our step father's estate for the Summer because our mother was too busy living her best life with her friends in Paris. And even though Rachel and I had our own plans, it's not so bad hanging out here after all. I glanced over at where our step father. He's sitting on a porch wearing a short sleeve grey shirt with black shorts on. He had newspaper on his hand. And then a glass of wine on the table in front of him.He's been so busy these past weeks even though it was Summer and he was supposed to be having some time off with us.My eyes moved down to his naked torso that was glistening with sweat. His brown hair falls across his forehead and even though he was graying in a few spots, he stil
CHAPTER THREE SOPHIA'S POV He was gone when I woke up. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling and listened to my apartment. There was nothing to listen to, no shower running, no movement in the kitchen, no sound of another person existing anywhere in my space. I sat up slowly and looked at the empty cushion beside me where the indent of him was still there, still warm when I pressed my hand into it. I pulled my hand back and stood up. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and looked at my face in the mirror for a long moment. At the smudged mascara sitting in the hollows under my eyes and the state of my hair. I turned the shower on and stepped in and stood under the water with my palms flat against the tiles and my eyes closed. It was one night, I told myself, feeling the hot water run down my back and the steam fill up the small space around me. I had known that walking in. I had been the one who said come inside and I had been the one who pulled him down toward
BRYAN'S POV Day two started with me sitting across from Kene at the same table, same courtyard, same drinks, and him looking at me like a man who was already mentally spending a thousand dollars that wasn't his yet."The clock is ticking," he said."I know when the clock is ticking Kene.""Just saying." He leaned back. "Because you're sitting here and she's not."Taye laughed into his drink.I didn't respond. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through nothing and thought about the coffee shop floor and the look on her face when she had snatched her hand back and the way she had walked out of there with her chin still up even while she was clearly dying of embarrassment.Sophia did not let things show. That was the thing about her. I put my phone away and stood up."Where are you going?" Taye asked."To be interesting," I said, and left them at the table.I found her at the same coffee shop.She was sitting at a corner table with her ice cream in front of her, one of those small cups
Intro: He made a bet he was going to taste her. He didn't expect her to taste like something he'd want to keep. CHAPTER ONE BRYAN'S POV She walked past the courtyard the same kind of way she always did. Back straight, chin up, the kind of walk that said she knew exactly where she was going and had no interest in anything happening on either side of her path. Her dress was white and fitted, her bag on one shoulder, phone on the other hand. She didn't look at any of us once. She never looked at any of us. "There she goes," Kene said from across the table, leaning back in his chair with his drink in his hand, watching her the way everyone watched Sophia when she walked through a space. Like they couldn't help it and weren't particularly trying to. "Every single day." Taye shook his head slowly. "Every day that woman walks past here like the rest of us are furniture." "Because to her we are," Kene said, and laughed. I watched her turn to a corner and she disappeared. I had be
CHAPTER TWO DAMIEN'S POV She didn't stir up when I parked.I cut the engine and sat there for a moment listening to the quiet, looking at her where she was still slumped against the window, one hand loose in her lap, her breathing slow and even. The mansion security light caught the side of her face and she looked exactly the way she had looked at every red light on the way here. Soft and unbothered. Completely unaware of what she had done to my head in the last forty minutes.I got out and walked around to her side of the car.When I opened the door she tilted slightly with it, and I caught her before she could go anywhere, sliding one arm under her knees and one behind her back and lifting her out of the seat. Her arms were loose at her sides for a moment and then, somewhere between asleep and not, her hands found their way around my neck and stayed there, her fingers light against my collar, her face turned into my shoulder.I stood there for one second longer than I needed t
HEADS UP He was paid to keep her safe from everyone else. Nobody told him the biggest threat would be the way she looked at him.CHAPTER ONEZARA’S POV Soft music drifted through the ballroom, low enough to sit underneath conversation without interrupting it, and the air smelled like fresh flowers and expensive perfume and the kind of evening that looks perfect from the outside and feels like work from the inside.I was on my fourth glass of wine, which was two glasses more than I usually allowed myself at events like this, but the conversations kept circling back to business and investments and my father's latest acquisition and I needed something to do with my hands.Damien was nearby. He was always nearby. I didn't need to look to know exactly where he was standing because after six months of him being my shadow I had developed something close to a sixth sense for his presence. The stillness he carried into every room. The way people unconsciously gave him space without knowing
RATED 18+ Back off if you are of a weak heart. Lesbian/ BDSM Be warned!! CHAPTER ONEGod, this sticky summer heat had me twisted up in my sheets for hours, sweat slicking every inch of my skin even with the AC humming on full blast.And the worst part was knowing she was somewhere in this hou
CHAPTER SIXONE MONTH LATER The last tutoring session was supposed to be simple.Daphne’s exams were over. College acceptance letters had arrived. Her parents threw a small dinner to celebrate. They invited Elise as a thank-you for all the hard work. The dining table was set with candles and good
CHAPTER FOUR Daphne’s phone buzzed on the nightstand and pulled her from the haze of sleep. She reached for it blindly and squinted at the screen. A text from her mother read: *We’re heading out for the weekend trip now. Be good, study hard, and tell Elise we said hi when she comes over. Love you
CHAPTER TWO Eva’s heart lurched as she stared at her bag, its contents strewn across her bed. The diary was gone, her confessions about Professor Hayes exposed somewhere beyond her reach. Her fingers shook as she shoved textbooks and pens back inside, her mind racing through her steps. The lectu







