Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet
I fumbled with the lock, my pulse hammering. I shouldnāt be here. I shouldnāt want this.
"Alaric," I breathed, but his name barely made it past my lips before his hands were on meāhot, demanding, unstoppable.
"Tell me to stop," he murmured against my throat, his fingers sliding beneath my dress. "Tell me you donāt want this."
I opened my mouthāto argue, to push him awayābut all that came out was a soft, shuddering gasp as he found the one place that betrayed me.
His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "Thatās what I thought."
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Betrayed and humiliated at the altar.
Isla never planned to ruin herself in the arms of another man. But heartbreak led her straight into the grasp of Alaric Vossāpowerful, ruthless, and twice her age.
One night. No names. No future.
Or so she thought.
Because when the sun rose, Isla came face-to-face with her new bossāthe same man who had just claimed her in every sinful way possible.
Now, resisting him is impossible. Heās everywhereāwatching, teasing, owning her with every smirk, every touch. She swore it was a mistake. He swears itās just the beginning.
And the more she fights him, the more she realizes the truth:
She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her. And Alaric Voss doesnāt let whatās his slip away.