LOGINCHAPTER THREEI woke up with the memory of that spider tattoo burned into the back of my mind like a brand. The sheets still smelled like sex and the man who had filled me twice the night before, and every time I shifted I felt the dull, satisfying ache between my legs that proved it had not been a dream. I had fucked a killer. I had taken his cock in my mouth, in my pussy, and in my ass, and I had sat on his face while the evidence of everything we had done coated his tongue. And the entire time I had not known. Not until the very end, when the low light finally caught the black spider crawling across his knuckles.I did not tell my father.The decision sat in my stomach like cold metal. At breakfast he asked, almost casually, if I liked the bodyguards. The four of them stood a little farther from the dining table, already in their dark suits, already watching everything. I nodded too quickly and kept my eyes on them while I answered. None of them looked like the man from last night.
CHAPTER TWOI stood in the hallway staring at the four men my father had sent, and for a moment I forgot I was supposed to be annoyed. They were even more imposing up close than they had looked from the end of the corridor. Dark suits, broad chests, the kind of quiet confidence that comes from knowing exactly how dangerous you are. I let my gaze travel over them without bothering to hide it. If they were going to live in my house and follow me everywhere, they could deal with being looked at.My father came up the stairs behind me a few minutes later, still in his work clothes, already speaking as if the matter had been settled days ago.“Lily, these are the men who will be responsible for you until I am certain the situation is under control.” He stopped beside me and gestured to the first man. “Rafael. Former soldier. He will handle close protection.”Rafael inclined his head. He had dark hair cut short, a strong jaw, and eyes that did not linger anywhere they were not supposed to.
7. Which of the Man I Fucked is a Mafia Killer?CHAPTER ONEI am Lily Tucker, the only child of billionaire Tucker, and for most of my twenty-four years that fact has shaped almost everything about my life. I am in my third year of college, majoring in something practical enough to keep my father satisfied while still leaving me room to enjoy myself, and I have always loved the pulse of a good nightclub. The lights, the music, the way the crowd moves like one living thing—those are the moments when I feel least like the carefully protected daughter of a man whose name appears in business magazines. I go out with friends, I drink more than I should, and I dance until my feet hurt. That is how I have always preferred to spend my weekends.One night last week started the same way every other night out begins. I was already too drunk by the time my friends and I pushed deeper into the elite club downtown, the kind of place where the cover charge alone could buy a semester of textbooks. Th
CHAPTER THREEDOROTHYWhen I slipped back into our shared room that night, I found my sister sitting up in bed and staring straight at me. I tried to act normal, like I had just come from the bathroom or something ordinary, even though my legs still felt weak and my pussy was still slick and throbbing from what Raymond had just done to me. Dahila’s eyes narrowed. She reached out, grabbed my wrist, and pulled me closer to her bed before I could climb into my own.“Did he mistake you as mom, too?” she asked in a low voice.I frowned hard at the word “too.” My heart started beating faster. She saw the confusion on my face and immediately explained everything without waiting for me to ask. She told me that the night before, when Mom was supposed to be away, Raymond had mistaken her for Mom in the dark with that sleep mask on. He had pulled her into bed, touched her, and fucked her from behind and then in reverse cowgirl until they both came. That was why he had smirked at breakfast and ac
CHAPTER TWODOROTHY College was stressful as hell, with endless assignments and late-night study sessions that left me drained, but at least I got to come home and watch my hot stepdad get naked in the bathroom. I had installed a small camera in there months ago, hidden behind a shelf where no one would notice. Yes, I knew it was bad, completely wrong, but I did it anyway because it was the only thing that let me properly imagine his huge girth sliding inside me and fucking me the way I needed. Every time I opened the feed on my phone, I would stare at the screen while I touched myself, watching the water run down his broad chest and over the thick cock that hung heavy between his legs. The sight alone was enough to make me wet and desperate.When I got home that night it was already late, and I knew he had probably gone to bed already, so I did the same. Dahila was fast asleep in her room too, the house quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner. I crawled under my covers
(Note: Hello guys, I'm so sorry but I lost the rest of Inheritance Whore chapters. Which is why I took this long to update. I'm still working on retrieving it and once I did, I would upload it immediately. For now, let's move on with the next one.)6. Stepdad SeedDAHILAI want my stepdad and he knows it too.The second he walked into our house for the first time, something in me changed. Raymond was tall and broad, with that deep voice and the way his clothes hung on his body in a way that made it hard to look away. I started watching him constantly—every move he made, every time he laughed with Mom, every time he stretched and his shirt rode up just enough to show a strip of skin.At night I stood outside their bedroom door and pressed my ear to the wood so I could listen. Mom’s moans mixed with the wet sounds of them fucking and the steady creaking of the bed under his weight, along with his low grunts. I slid my hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while I listened, fingering m
Chapter 7I moved quietly through the halls, heart racing. The message kept echoing in my head. I needed that compartment and whatever was inside it. That was my mission. The only reason I was here.I approached Christian’s massive master bedroom, the door slightly ajar. I heard their voices and qu
Chapter 3I went for breakfast limping.“What happened to you last night?”I looked up. Rayna sat at the dining table, drinking soda, her curious eyes staring back at me.I cleared my throat. “I fell on the stairs.”“Or my cousins broke your legs?” She snickered.I laughed it off, pretending she wa
Chapter 2“Who the hell are you and why can't you knock?”I swallowed and kept my head straight. They were my stepsons regardless. “I'm Elena. Your late father's legal wife. We haven't met. So, let's make this the official introduction. I've learnt your names but can you introduce yourselves proper
1. Stepson SeedChapter 1My husband died six months after our marriage people like to call, a “dream marriage”. They believed it was a love story. You know, he met me, liked me and we decided to get married because I reciprocated the feelings. Meanwhile, i hated the old geezer. Suddenly, he had an







