LOGINNaya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down. The ones who know exactly what they came here for and felt zero shame about it. Every word of this was written for you. If it made your heart race, if it made you fan yourself at two in the morning, if it made you close the app and then immediately open it again — please drop your rating and drop a review. It means more than you know and it tells me you want more. And trust me. There is always more. 😏 Follow my profile now so you never miss what comes next. Until then — go drink some water. You need it. 😂🖤
✴️✴️"Oh god, Ethan... I'm yours," Nila sobbed out, her fingers clutching his dark hair as she gave in to the storm pulling her under.Ethan didn't let her go. His large, warm hands remained wrapped tight around her arse, holding her up against the cold, damp brick wall of the rooftop terrace.While his mouth continued to bruise hers, the kiss deep and desperate and tasting of the bitter wine he had ordered at dinner and something rawer underneath it that she had no name for.Her fingers dug into his thick shoulders, clutching the fabric of his shirt as her body pressed into his solid frame.The danger of it was deafening — just thirty feet away, behind a set of heavy glass double doors, her mother and his father were waiting for them to come back to the table.Then a sharp, heavy click echoed from the direction of the restaurant entrance and shattered everything.Nila stiffened, her eyes snapping wide open.Through the rain-streaked glass of the terrace doors, a shadow moved — the si
✴️✴️Nobody moved.Elena was still smiling, looking between them like she had just announced the best news in the world, her hands clasped together in front of her chest, her eyes bright and wet at the corners. She had no idea. She was standing right there in the middle of the living room with the biggest smile Nila had ever seen on her face and she had absolutely no idea what she had just done.Richard was watching Ethan the way fathers watch their sons when they are trying to read something. Ethan didn't give him anything to read. His face was still. His hands were in his pockets. His eyes were on his father and nowhere else.Nila was the one falling apart.She kept a smile on her face because it was the only thing she could think to do, pressing her lips together and nodding slowly while her brain refused to catch up with what her ears had just heard. She looked at her mother. Then at Richard. Then on the floor. Then back at her mother."That is..." she started."Wonderful," Et
✴️✴️The low, heavy purr of the television was the only barrier between them and the quiet afternoon, but neither of them was paying an ounce of attention to the screen.Nila was sitting fully on Ethan's lap, her fingers tangled tight in the dark, messy strands of his hair, her nose buried in the curve of his neck where his cologne hit her first and pulled her deeper into him, making her forget every reason she had told herself to be careful. Her long skirt was bunched up around her thighs, forgotten as Ethan's large, warm hands pressed into her arse, pulling her flush against his solid frame.The kiss was deep. They had been dating in secret for eight months, hiding their relationship from the world simply because they liked having something that belonged entirely to them. No rules. No expectations. Just raw, unfiltered passion behind closed doors.Ethan groaned against her lips, his fingers digging into her skin with a claiming heavy pressure that made her toes curl. He tilted h
✴️✴️Folder after folder opened.The sound of paper rustling filled the room. Nobody spoke for a long moment. Nobody wanted to be the first voice after Roman's.Director Mills cleared his throat. He kept his eyes on the paper in front of him. "I have reviewed the restructuring proposals Miss Shakes submitted last quarter." His voice came out very low. "I supported them then and I support them now.""I also support them," Director Harlow said quickly, flipping through his folder without looking up. "The numbers she pulled on the Vance accounts alone saved this company from a very ugly quarter. I have no objection to her seat at this table.""Neither do I," Director Patel added, clearing his throat. "The Q3 audit she finished last night was cleaner than anything this board has produced in three years."Sterling's chair scraped back hard against the floor. "This is outrageous." His voice cracked at the edges, thin and desperate. He looked around the table, searching for someone to back
✴️✴️The private elevator shot up past eighty commercial floors with a smooth, stomach-dropping speed, the silence inside the glass-and-steel cabin thick with tension. Roman didn't let go of her hand. His large fingers remained locked with hers, his thumb tracing circles against the back of her knuckles. The warmth of his touch was a grounding anchor against the fast-approaching reality of the executive floor.When the doors chimed and slid open onto the eighty-first floor, Mila's feet stopped moving.Two maintenance workers were already finishing up near the corner suite, packing away their tools. The old frosted-glass door that used to lead to a shared storage room had been replaced overnight by a heavy double glass door. Mounted on the center was a brand-new, polished brass plaque that gleamed under the hallway lights:Mila Shakes — Executive Director of Corporate Restructuring.Mila stopped in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat. She stared at the letters, her mind
CHAPTER THREE Eva's fingers fumbled with the zipper of her jeans, the metal teeth rasping as she pulled it up. Her skin still tingled where the toy had stretched her, her inner thighs slick with her own wetness, the fabric of her panties clinging uncomfortably. She bent to grab her bag from the f
CHAPTER EIGHT A sharp knock jolted Eva’s heart. A voice called through the dorm room door, “Eva, are you in there?” Her body pressed tight against the cool plaster wall, Hayes’s cock buried deep inside her, their breaths ragged from the wild sex. His cum trickled down her thighs, warm and slick,
CHAPTER SEVEN Sophie stood in the lecture hall doorway, her mouth opened wide, her eyes filled with shock, and she let out a loud gasp in the silent hall. Sophie’s gasp turned into a scream, “What the fuck are you doing!” her voice sliced through the air, echoing off the walls. “You’re screwing
CHAPTER SIX Eva’s body trembled as she adjusted her red dress, her torn panties sticking to her thighs, wet with Hayes’s cum and her own juices. His lips had left her nipples sore, his hand brushing her hair as they parted in the quiet office, the air thick with the smell of their sex. She walke







