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Author: Favy Beeee
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-20 15:37:58

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"What are you doing here?" Rafe asked, his voice steady and low.

I'd tried falling sleep but his words had been floating in my head all night— “I’ll make sure you survive them." I kept seeing his eyes, the way he touched me like I mattered. Like I wasn’t just something to own.

So I slipped out of bed. The house was dark and quiet, too quiet. I padded to the kitchen without thinking. Rafe was there.

He stood at the sink, rinsing a glass, slow and quiet. His shoulders stiffened when he saw me, but his face didn’t harden. Not like the others.

"I couldn't sleep," I answered, my eyes locked on his.

"You shouldn't be here."

I stepped closer, watching him. Ignoring his words, I continued. “You meant it, didn’t you?”

His brows pulled together. “Meant what?”

“That you’d protect me. From them.”

He set the glass down. “Yeah. I meant it.”

“Why?”

He stepped closer, eyes on mine. “Because I care.”

I blinked. “You’re not supposed to.”

“It’s already too late.” His hand brushed my cheek, thumb gr
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    "Did you plan this?" I turned, focusing my attention to Cole."Would you like it if I said I did?" He asked, forcing himself to not grin."I'm serious, Cole. What the hell?"He raised up his hands. "Okay! No I didn't plan this. And there's nothing we can do now."I scoffed, running my hands through my hair.Cole turned to me, calm. “Fine with you?”No, not at all. “Yeah. Sure. Whatever.”He grabbed the keycard from me. “Good. Let's go.”I faced the receptionist. "Thank you," I added with a nod and followed him silently, heat prickling under my skin. One room. One bed. One Cole.This was a disaster.We stepped inside. The room was modern—sleek, beige walls, soft lighting, a massive king bed dead center. My eyes went straight to it.Cole tossed his bag on the chair. “You okay?”“Totally.” I dropped my bag. “I’m used to sleeping near strangers.”He smirked. “I’m not a stranger, Sierra.”“That’s the problem. You're worse than a stranger."I walked to the window, pretending to be fascinate

  • YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES)   Roadside Trouble

    “Out of town?” I asked, staring at Cole.He nodded. “Two days. The Peterson pitch. We’re meeting them tomorrow morning.”“Just us?”“Just us.” His voice was low and too calm.“This is a nightmare.”He smirked. “You mean dream.”I shoved his jacket off my shoulders. “I mean disaster.”“You’ll survive.”I rolled my eyes. “Are we driving or flying?”“Driving. Let’s go.”We left by noon. I'd gone home, picked a few things and returned. His black SUV was parked outside, sleek and expensive. I climbed in, crossing my legs tightly.Cole glanced at me. “Still mad?”“Well, I'm still employed.”He laughed. “Margaret bought the story. Relax.”“I don't think I can, not until this trip is over.”“That’s hours away.”“Exactly.”We drove in silence for a while, the highway endless, trees flashing by. I checked my phone. No signal. Typical. The air felt heavier with each mile.“Hungry?” Cole asked, glancing at me.“No.”“Liar.”“I’m fine.”“You’re pouting.”“I’m trying to survive the next two days wi

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    I barely slept. Margaret’s stare haunted me, her “first thing tomorrow” echoing in my head.I walked into the office, my stomach in knots. Margaret’s office door stared at me. I knocked, heart pounding.“Come in,” she called sharply.I stepped inside, forcing a smile. “Morning, Margaret.”“Sit, Sierra.” She didn’t look up from her laptop. “Close the door.”I did, sitting stiffly.“About yesterday, the elevator.” Her eyes flicked to me, cold. “You and Cole looked… disheveled.”“It was hot in there,” I said, too fast. “Stuffy. No air.”She raised an eyebrow. “Stuffy.”“Yeah. Thirty minutes stuck. It was rough.”She leaned back, arms crossed. “You’re new here, Sierra. I expect professionalism. No gossip, no distractions.”“I understand.”“Do you?” Her gaze pinned me. “I saw your blouse. Torn buttons. Cole’s tie was a mess.”My throat tightened. “It was an accident. My bag caught—”“Save it.” She tapped her pen. “Just thought to let you know that inappropriate conduct isn't encouraged her

  • YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES)   The Elevator

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  • YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES)   Cole

    I didn’t move. Cole didn’t blink.My hand gripped my new leather bag like it could keep me from falling. My breath was uneven, heart pounding in my ears. We just stared at each other. Like the night before had never ended.He was already standing behind his desk, arms folded, sleeves rolled, that same watch from that night on his wrist. No tie, just a button-down shirt unbuttoned at the top. The same smug mouth. Same eyes that had seen way too much of me.He closed the folder. “Have a seat, Sierra.”“You…” My voice cracked. “You’re my boss?”“Yeah.”"This is a joke.”“It’s not.”“I didn’t know—”“I just found out ten minutes ago when HR forwarded your employment file.”“You knew before I walked in?”He nodded once. “Saw your picture. It took me by surprise. Wasn’t expecting that.”I sank into the chair. My body felt like it didn’t belong to me. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”He leaned forward. “This doesn’t have to be complicated.”“We had sex last night.”“I recall.”“In your bed.”H

  • YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES)   The Stranger

    “You know you deserve this, right?” Jas shouted over the noise. “Top firm in the city. Full-time. Salary. Benefits.”The music played too loudly, the drinks were too strong, and I hadn’t stopped smiling since my second shot of tequila.“I know,” I laughed. “I’m still waiting for someone to pinch me.”“You’re officially a corporate girlie now,” Zoe said, handing me another drink. “No more broke girl dinners.”They dragged me back to the dance floor, and I let them. I had spent the past six months in a constant state of burnout. Now, I had the job. And for one night, I wanted to forget about what came next.That’s when I saw him.He was standing at the bar, tall, broad shoulders under a black shirt rolled at the sleeves, sipping from a glass like he owned the whole damn place. His eyes met mine— direct and intense, like he already knew what I tasted like.“God, he’s hot,” Jas whispered. “A night with him is enough reward for surviving your twenties.”“I’m not—” I started, but she gave m

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