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YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Jealousy
lenaI should’ve known better than to moan his name like that in the presence of all three.“Matteo,” I’d whispered when his mouth worked me at the end. I didn't know I'd been audible or that Lucian had caught it.When they returned to the room, I saw the shift in Lucian's eyes. Cold. Controlled. Possessive. Rafe didn’t say a word. Matteo was smirking all through. He loved the attention, basked in it. And I knew I was caught in the middle.Lucian waited until after dinner. We were still at their private estate, surrounded by nothing but trees and silence. There was nowhere to run.He stood behind me as I cleared the last plate.“On your knees, Lena.”I dropped the plate. It shattered.“I— Lucian—”He grabbed my wrist before I could step back. “You liked moaning his name?” he asked. His voice didn’t rise. It didn’t have to. “You liked how he touched you?”My heart pounded. “I didn’t mean—”“You moaned it like you forgot who owns you.”I looked up. Matteo leaned against the counter, arm
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Reward
lenaThey didn’t touch me for the next two days. No words. No orders. Nothing.I thought I’d be relieved. That I’d finally have space to breathe. But all I felt was the ache of their silence. Of their absence. Of withdrawal. And that terrified me more than they did. Every time I heard footsteps that didn’t stop at my door, I felt abandoned. I hated that I missed them. That my body missed them. I wore the shirt Lucian had given me on my first night, holding onto it like it meant something.Then he finally showed up. I was curled on the bed, my knees drawn to my chest.“You’ve been good,” he said, stepping inside.I didn’t answer. I just looked up at him.He smirked, walking toward me slowly. “And good girls get rewards.”I sat up a little. “W-what kind of reward?” My voice was coarse, the effect of not speaking in days.“The kind you’ll beg for next time.”“You’re going to—”“I’m going to give you what you want.” He extended his hand. “Come with me.”I took it without hesitation. They
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Punishment
Lena“Lena,” Lucian called, his voice cutting through the silence later that day.I scrambled out of my room to see him standing at the end of the hallway, his face unreadable.I swallowed, my throat dry. “What?”“Come to my study. Now.” His tone was even, but there was a hardness beneath it, a warning I couldn’t ignore.I shifted my weight, my fingers twisting nervously at my sides. “I… I’m tired, Lucian.”"Tired?” he asked, his head tilting slightly.“Yeah,” I said, my voice quieter than I meant it to be. “I just need a break. Can we do this later?”“Later? You think you get to decide when?”I took a step back, my heart starting to race. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just—”“You just what?” he interrupted, taking a step toward me. "You think you can tell me no?”My breath hitched, but I lifted my chin, meeting his gaze. “I just want a moment to myself. Is that so much to ask?”"You don’t get moments, Lena. You get what we give you.”“I’m not a thing,” I snapped, the words spilling
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Cold One
I hadn’t heard a sound all day the following morning.The silence in the house was thick, creepy, and it made my skin crawl. Matteo hadn’t come back later that night and I hadn't spoken to Lucian since the first encounter, he had barely even spared a glance at me when I saw him this morning. But it was the third one, Rafe, I hadn’t seen at all.Until now.I was in the kitchen, trying to pretend I had a choice in anything as I rummaged through the shelfs, looking for what to eat, when I felt the weight of him behind me. No footsteps. No warning. Just heat and shadow. I could sense him without seeing him, his presence a force that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand.I turned slowly, fear, or something I couldn't place, creeping into me. Rafe towered over me— broad, silent, unblinking. He was the evil type of handsome, with defined features made him even more intimidating. His eyes, dark and unreadable, seemed to see right through me.My mouth went dry. “Hi.”He didn’t answer.H
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Charming One
LenaI knew he was watching me.Even through the crack of the heavy wooden door later that night, I could feel it— the weight of his stare. Matteo. The charming one. The smirking one. The liar.I turned my back to the door, wrapped the blanket tighter around my bare skin, and told myself I didn’t care. He could keep peeping for as long as he wanted to.The door creaked open almost immediately.“I was wondering how long you’d pretend to be sleeping,” Matteo said, stepping in like he owned the room. He probably did. Everything here belonged to them anyway, including me.“What do you want?”His smile curled at the edge, soft and sharp all at once. “You.”I sat up. “Lucian already—”“I don’t care what Lucian did.” He stepped closer, slow, deliberate. “Tonight, you’re mine.”“No,” I said, even as my body betrayed me, heating up under the blanket.“No?” He raised a brow. “Try again.”“I said no.”He chuckled, hands sliding into the pockets of his black jeans. “That’s not how this works, Len
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sold
Lena"I'm not going in there."My voice trembled as I stood infront of a giant door."You don't have a choice," my step-father retorted coldly. He turned the handle, pushed the door open and shoved me into the room. He had sold me to settle his debts, a deal that had been conducted without my agreement.I stumbled into the room— dim, cold, and far too quiet. My stomach flipped. I’d never seen wealth like this. Marble floors, gold accents, thick velvet drapes. It looked like a palace, but felt like a prison.Lucian Valeri stood near the fireplace, his back to me, one hand wrapped around a glass cup.“Close the door.” His voice was calm and cruel.I didn’t move.“I said,” he turned slowly, “close the door.”I shut it, my hands shaking. He walked toward me— tall, dark hair and eyes that looked like they could freeze blood.“You’re late,” he said.“I didn’t—”“You don’t speak unless asked to.”I shut my mouth, my heart beating. He stopped in front of me, looking me over like I was a produ
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The End
MiaThursday came like a punch to the gut.I lay in bed, hand on my stomach, wondering what kind of man Owen really was. What kind of father he could be. What kind of mess I had just handed an unborn child.By noon, I still hadn’t heard from him. By five, I checked the news. And there it was.'CARTER & WHITMORE TO WED IN DECEMBER.'My chest caved in. I had been so stupid. They weren’t just staying together. They were getting married. A date. A venue. A photo of Stacy's diamond ring sparkling beside his smug fucking smile.I stared at the screen for a full minute. Then I grabbed my coat. I didn’t knock when I got to his condo. I still had the damn key.He was in the living room, glass of whiskey in hand, still in his suit.His eyes widened. “Mia—”“You set a fucking date?” My voice cracked. “You were supposed to end it.”He stood. “You shouldn’t be here.”“No. You shouldn’t be lying to my face. Again.”He exhaled. “Mia, you don’t get it.”“I get it just fine. You chose her. Again. Afte
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Breaking Point
MiaI sat on the bathroom floor, the positive pregnancy tests in my hand.My heart pounded. I couldn’t move. The clock ticked past midnight, then 2 a.m., then 4. I crawled into bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing.Was it from that first night in his office? Or the gala? Or last night, when I’d let anger and desire pull me back to him?He’d sworn Thursday was the end, that he’d break it off with her. But what did that mean now? A baby changed everything.I didn’t sleep. I called in sick by morning, unable to face the office or him. I curled up on my couch, wanting to text him, to scream, to cry, but I didn’t know where to start. What if he didn’t want this? What if I was alone?A knock at my door jolted me. I froze, my heart racing. Another knock, harder. I dragged myself up, peering through the peephole. Owen.I opened the door, my voice flat. “What are you doing here?”“You didn’t come to work,” he said, stepping inside without asking. “I was worried. You okay?”I shut the do
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Surprise
MiaI barely slept that night.By morning, I was staring at the ceiling, Owen’s arm draped across me. He looked peaceful, like he hadn’t just promised to leave his fiancée after one more board meeting. Like nothing was wrong.“Thursday,” I whispered to myself.I repeated it again at lunch after I'd left his condo.Then, at 8 p.m. when I checked the company’s social feed, I froze.There they were —Owen and Stacy. Smiling, dressed impeccably, walking into a charity gala together like the perfect couple. Photographers everywhere. Her arm linked with his. His hand on her back. Her lips on his cheek.I blinked and reloaded the page. It wasn’t a mistake. It was real.I stared at the headline: 'Carter & Whitmore: The Power Couple Still Going Strong.'I couldn’t breathe. I shut my laptop, stood, grabbed my coat and my phone. Then I called him. He didn’t pick up.I texted: 'You lied.'No response.I texted again: 'I hope the merger’s worth it.'Still nothing. So I did what angry, heartbroken w
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