All Chapters of All Yours, Stepdaddy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alexa’s POV“You always come through,” I said softly, my voice barely cutting through the silence in the car. “Even when she doesn’t.”Dominic didn’t answer right away. The engine ticked as it cooled, and the dark house waited ahead like it was holding its breath. I could feel his eyes on me, heavier than the weight of Ethan’s no-show.“Someone has to look out for you,” he replied, low and even.I unbuckled my seatbelt but didn’t move to get out. The dress felt too short now, the air between us too thick. “I’m twenty, not twelve. I should be able to handle one crappy birthday.”“You handled it better than most would.” He shifted in his seat, turning toward me fully. “Doesn’t mean you have to do it alone.”His hand lifted again, the same thumb that had brushed my cheek earlier now resting lightly on my knee. It was meant to be comforting. It wasn’t. Heat spread from that single point of contact, slow and dangerous, mixing with the leftover buzz from the shots.I looked at him—really lo

Alexa’s POV“Not for a second,” Dominic said, his voice low and steady in the dim morning light filtering through the curtains. “Do you?”I lay there with his hand still cupping my cheek, his body warm against mine under the sheets. The question hung between us, simple but loaded. Last night replayed in flashes—his hands, his mouth, the way he’d looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered. My body still hummed with the memory, but guilt was creeping in fast now that the haze of lust had faded.“No,” I whispered. “I don’t regret it. But… this is insane.”He smiled, small and knowing, thumb brushing my lower lip. “Insane felt pretty damn good last night.”I laughed softly, but it died quickly. “She’s your wife. My mom. If she ever finds out—”“She won’t.” His tone stayed calm, confident. “Not unless we want her to. And right now, I don’t.”He pulled me closer, kissing my forehead like it was the most natural thing in the world. I let myself sink into his chest for a moment, lis

Alexa’s POV“Then don’t stop,” Dominic whispered against my ear. “You’re mine now, Alexa. And I take care of what’s mine.”His words sank into me like warm honey, thick and dangerous. I should have pulled back, told him this was spiraling too fast, but instead I kissed him harder, letting the guilt drown under another wave of heat. We ended up on the couch that night, clothes half-off, his mouth between my legs until I was shaking and whispering his name like a secret prayer. When he finally slid inside me, slow and deep, I clung to him like he was the only solid thing left in my world.The next few days blurred into a haze of stolen touches and locked doors. I tried to go back to normal—attending my online classes, answering texts from friends—but every moment away from him felt wrong. Dominic worked from his home office, but he never stayed there long. He’d find me in the kitchen, in the living room, even once in the laundry room, pressing me against the dryer with his hand over my

Alexa’s POV“Because telling him to stop was the one thing I still couldn’t do,” I whispered, lips brushing Dominic’s as the words left me.He answered with another deep kiss, rolling me beneath him again even though we’d barely caught our breath. We moved together in the dark, slower this time, like he was trying to memorize every sound I made. When I came, it was quiet and shattering, his name a broken whisper against his shoulder. He followed right after, holding me so tight I could barely breathe.The next morning the cracks started to show.I woke alone again. Dominic’s side of the bed was cold. I found him downstairs in the kitchen, phone to his ear, voice low and clipped. He ended the call the second he saw me and slipped the phone into his pocket.“Everything okay?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind.“Fine.” He turned and kissed my forehead, but his jaw was tight. “Just work. Nothing for you to worry about.”I didn’t believe him, but I let it go when he li

Alexa’s POVI believed him. Those three words kept echoing in my head as I lay against Dominic’s chest, his arms locked around me like he could shield me from the world he was busy controlling.The next morning I woke to the sound of his voice downstairs, low and commanding on a phone call. I slipped into one of his shirts and padded down, pausing at the kitchen doorway. He stood by the counter, back to me, speaking quietly but with that edge I’d started noticing more.“Make sure he stays away. Permanently if necessary. No loose ends.”My stomach twisted. He ended the call and turned, spotting me instantly. His expression softened the second our eyes met.“Morning,” he said, crossing to pull me into a kiss. His hands slid under the shirt, warm on my bare skin. “Sleep well?”“Who was that?” I asked against his mouth, even as I kissed him back.“Business.” He lifted me onto the counter like I weighed nothing. “Nothing you need to worry about.”But I did worry. Ethan’s texts had stopped