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2026-03-31 23:45:22
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MY TABOO STEP DADDY I'll KILL ANYONE ELSE WHO THINKS THEY CAN TOUCH YOU, PONYATNO?
[CARLTON’S POV] Yosef's gaze finds mine. For a second, just a second, I see something there. Pain, yeah. But also… Pity? "Don't you act all righteous now." I yank the rod back from Tristan's grip. "You left me alone in a den of wolves. What the fuck did you expect?" "That you'd be treated like a prince in my own empire." His hand is on the back of my head now. Not gentle. Holding me in place, forcing me to look at him. "Tell me that's what you fucking got." I laugh. Can't help it. The sound comes out bitter and sharp. "Like a prince?" My voice cracks. "I was treated like shit, Tristan. Yosef beat me whenever he felt like it. Your men didn't just watch, they had their turn too." Tristan goes completely still. Doesn't blink. Doesn't breathe. "I was the weak-ass faggot." The words pour out now, unstoppable. "They made sure I knew my place. Promised to ruin me when you died. That's how they treated me. All because of you." Silence. The kind that feels like the world stopped spinn
MY TABOO STEP DADDY HE DID WHAT?
[CARLTON’S POV]I stalk after Tristan through the stairs, and every cell in my body is screaming two very different things.Run away from this man.Run straight to him.My fingers are still slick with his cum. I can feel it cooling between my knuckles, sticky and obscene. My throat burns where his hand crushed my windpipe. I'll have bruises shaped exactly like his fingers by morning. My ass is sore from getting fucked in the backseat of his car thirty minutes ago, and my cock is already trying to get hard again like my body doesn't understand we're supposed to hate him.But above all that, louder than pain or fear or even desire, is this buzzing satisfaction humming through my veins.Because I just jerked Tristan Alister off in front of his entire Brotherhood. Made the Pakhan, the most dangerous man in this godforsaken empire, come in his pants like a teenager. Watched his knees buckle. Heard him beg in Russian.I did that.Me.And Christ, it felt fucking good."Don't ruin it." His v
MY TABOO STEP DADDY HIS PUNISHER I
[TRISTAN'S POV]"YOSEF!" My voice tears through the courtyard like a bullet, shoes off concrete walls, rattles the iron gates. Every man in the compound freezes: soldiers mid-stride, guards at their posts, even the fucking hounds go silent."Gde ty, suka?!" [Where are you, bitch?!]The only sound left is Carlton's boots hammering the ground behind me and his voice cutting through my rage like a blade."Tristan! Don't do something you'll regret!"Regret? I'm past regret. I'm in the territory where men burn empires and don't look back.My fists clench so hard my knuckles crack. Fresh blood from the Rusev fight seeps through the makeshift bandage on my forearm, warm and sticky. I don't slow down. Don't stop. Just march up the stairs toward Yosef's quarters like I'm walking to war.Because I am.Whiskey sloshes in my veins. Carlton's cum is still drying on my cock. His scent is all over me: sweat, sex, that clean soap smell that clings to his skin. And underneath it all, threading throu
MY TABOO STEP DADDY EVERYTHING HE LOVES...
[CARLTON’S POV]"Fuck!" Tristan shouts, wrapping both arms around me like a straitjacket. "Have you lost your fucking mind?!""Tell me!" I bite down on his shoulder. Hard. Taste copper and salt.He screams, actually screams, and his arms fall away.I lunge for the driver again.Everything happens at once.The driver jerks the wheel. Hard left.A truck horn blares; loud, deafening, right fucking there. Headlights flood the car interior, bright as the sun. Time slows down.The truck misses us by inches. So close I feel the displaced air rock our car. The driver's curses are swallowed by the truck's horn, still blaring as it disappears into the night.Tristan slams me down into the seat, pins me there with his full weight, one forearm across my throat.His fist comes up. Pulls back. Shaking with rage.I stare up at him. Don't flinch. Don't blink."Do it." My voice is sawdust. Raw. "What are you waiting for? Punch me, you bastard."His breathing is ragged. Harsh. Like he just ran a marath
MY TABOO STEP DADDY TELL ME!!!
[CARLTON’S POV]Tristan exhales against my neck, thick arms locked around me like iron. His heartbeat slams against my chest: loud, erratic, completely fucking human.Tristan doesn't fear anything. Not bullets, not blood, not death itself. But those two men—Rusev and Seo—did something to him I've never seen before.Suddenly I'm the hunter and he's the prey. Me, Carlton Dickson, standing between the most wanted man on Earth and the world trying to tear him apart.Saying he ruined my life doesn't mean shit anymore. What's the point of hating someone when you'd take a bullet for them? When you'd kill for them? When you're hard just from holding them?His grip tightens, one massive hand splayed across my lower back, the other tangled in my hair. He mutters something in Russian; low, guttural, sounds like a prayer or a curse. I don't know which. Don't care.My fingers are still numb from squeezing that Glock. I can't believe I actually did that. Pulled a gun on two professional killers. F
MY TABOO STEP DADDY I'M HERE, BUNNY.
[TRISTAN’S POV]“Do you know what It means?” Rusev growls, inching closer. “No.”"Your people."“No.""Your fucking men, Tristan!" His voice cracks like a whip. “You betrayed me!” Something inside my chest splinters."That's not possible." My voice sounds hollow even to me."Then explain it." Rusev's tone is ice and rage. “I should’ve known you were a reptile. Two faced. A cold, bloody bastard. She loved you like a son, you SCUMBAG!” Seo pulls back Rusev, his hand digging into his husband’s shoulder. “Easy.” Seo’s tone is calm. “Breathe, Rus.” Rusev clutches Seo’s palm, breathing in slow, heavy exhales. “Do you know?” I rub my forehead. My hand comes away bloody from the split in my brow. "I was in Moscow. I was captured—""By the gerontophiliac, Dakor." Rusev's eyes drop to my groin. "He did you dirty, didn't he?" His gaze flicks up again. "Your daughter too. Even your pet.” Every muscle in my body goes rigid."And your men were there with you," he continues. "Am I lying, Tris
MY TABOO STEP DADDY FIND HIM.
(YOSEF’S POV)I stay rooted to my spot as her fingers search me. My Glock hits the ground first, and my dagger follows. She moves with military precision, her steps hurried and sharp. I almost forgot she was here. How could I? Her hands slide over my crotch. A pained moan escapes me. I grin with
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Last Updated : 2026-03-30MY TABOO STEP DADDY TanBear WILL NOT MAKE ME SICK
(YOSEF’S POV)MOSCOW, RUSSIA. I’m a fucking Pyramidite. Yosef Ilya. A made man who’s killed more people than I can count. And I’m crying in the snow like a bitch. Two months. That’s how long Tristan’s been in Moscow, chasing down the Black-Mojo, Camilla’s killers, the bastards who broke him. I st
Last Updated : 2026-03-30MY TABOO STEP DADDY THE END
(TRISTAN’S POV)Blood explodes across my face. Into my mouth. Hot. Metallic. Thick. I stumble to the side, choking on another man’s blood. A hole gapes through the man’s temple. Chunks of red and white matter drip down my face. “Fuck!” The woman screams, gathering her torn vestments to her ches
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