LOGINWhen Ivy returns home for the summer, sheâs not the wide-eyed girl her billionaire stepfather raised after her motherâs death. Sheâs twenty-one nowâsharp-tongued, sexy, and trouble in heels. The little girl is gone. In her place is a brat who knows exactly how to push Alexander Wolfeâs buttons⌠and maybe, just maybe, tempt him to sin. Alexander has spent years locking away his desire for the forbidden girl he swore to protect. He built empires and buried lust behind boardrooms and bourbon. But when Ivy saunters back into his mansion with those legs, that attitude, and that wicked glint in her eyesâevery line he drew begins to blur. She wants to tease. He wants to ruin. But what starts as a game of temptation quickly spirals into obsession. As secrets unravel and past sins claw their way to the surface, the line between protector and predator, love and lust, begins to crumble. And when Ivyâs dangerous ex resurfaces and an unexpected pregnancy shakes their world. Alexander will be forced to choose between keeping his twisted desires in the dark⌠Or claiming his little girl in the most sinful way possible. He raised her like a daughter. Now, heâs ready to make her his wife.
View MoreOne and a half Year LaterIvyâs POVThe mansion is quiet⌠too quiet.And that usually means two things: either somethingâs broken, or my husband and our son are up to no good.Spoiler alert: itâs both.I round the corner into the sunken living roomâand there they are. My entire world. Chaos and charm wrapped in two very dangerous packages.Alexanderâs lying on his back on the massive velvet rug in nothing but gray sweats and smug satisfaction, while our one-year-old son climbs his chest like itâs a jungle gym. Heâs got Alexanderâs dark hair and my eyes, with this smirk thatâs definitely not innocent. His tiny hand tugs at his fatherâs chain, and the other is holding⌠oh my God.âIs thatââ I gasp. âDid he break your Rolex?!âAlexander lifts his head like heâs not even the slightest bit concerned. âTechnically, he dismantled it. Thatâs innovation.ââAlexander!âHe shrugs. âHeâs got good taste.ââOur son is chewing on a watch that costs more than my entire degree!ââHeâs a Wolfe, sweethe
Ivyâs POVTwo months after the weddingI stare at the stick in my hand like it might explode.Noâscratch that. Iâm staring at it like it already has. Like it's detonated my heart, flipped my soul inside out, and left me standing in the master bathroom of Alexanderâs mansion, barefoot, with my fingers trembling and my lungs refusing to breathe.Two lines. Bold. Unapologetic.Pregnant.I swallow hard, my other hand gripping the edge of the marble sink. My knees feel like they might give out, and for a second I wonder if I should sit downâbut I canât. My bodyâs frozen. My mind is racing. My stomach twists in slow, hot spirals of fear and joy and memory.The last time...I press a hand against my stomach, instinctively. Thereâs nothing yet. No bump. Just the tiniest bloom of something new. Something terrifying. Something hopeful.And this time, it feels different.This time, my body doesnât feel broken. It feels... ready. Like my heart knew before my brain did.A quiet knock at the bathro
Alexanderâs POVSheâs still shaking. Wrecked from my mouth.Eyes glazed. Thighs trembling. Lips swollen from all her moaning. And fuck, her pussyâs pulsingâclenching around nothing like itâs begging to be filled.âColor?â I ask, low and rough.She swallows hard. Her voice is hoarse when she whispers, âGreen, Daddy.âGoddamn right.I grab her hips, flip her effortlessly onto her stomach, and yank her ass high. She gasps as her knees slide apart on instinct, back arching for me.âLook at you.â My voice is gravel and want. âFucking dripping for me. Begging without saying a word.âI lean down, lips brushing her ear. âDo you know how dangerous that is, Baby Girl? Offering yourself like this to a man like me?âShe whimpers, grinding back into me, completely gone for it.âSay it,â I growl, lining up behind her. âSay who owns you.ââYou do,â she moans, breathless. âYou fucking own me.âI slam into her in one brutal, claiming thrustâand we both break.Her scream tears through the room as her b
Alexanderâs POVThe second the door shuts behind us, I lock it. Not because I think someoneâs coming in.But because the part of me thatâs still fucking feral from almost losing herâwants the whole goddamn world out.She turns to me, all soft silk and flushed cheeks, and my body aches. My knuckles flex like theyâre ready to break something if I donât touch her soon.I reach behind me, pull my tie loose, and toss it to the floor. âStrip,â I say, voice low.Her breath catches. I watch her eyes dilate. Pupils blown wide with heat.She licks her lips. âRight here?â she whispers.I close the distance between us in two steps, grab her chin between my thumb and forefinger.âWhere else, Mrs. Wolfe?â I murmur. âYou belong to me now. That dress is just in my fucking way.âShe shivers. And thenâ slowly, like she wants to drive me insaneâ she peels the straps off her shoulders, one at a time. The white silk pools around her feet, leaving her in nothing but heels and the thin lace I bought to go






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