MY TABOO STEP DADDY
MAFIA FANATIC after bankruptcy the billionaire asked me to marry himdumped the scumbag, now i'm married to a billionairemarried to my billionaire stepbrotherfather i don't want this marriage characters
A freshly baked, unleavened bread: no yeast, no sweetness, no aroma.
I glance at the door and back to him, confusion gnawing at my brain. “Why?”
He shrugs a shoulder. “Pakhan ordered you remain hungry. And…” his lip purses. “Caleb was my boyfriend.”
My thumb pokes the loaf. “I’m so sorry.”
“Don't say,” he shakes his head. “We were just… fuck buddies who cared for one another, I think.”
That was Tristan and me, years ago. We never used the word lovers. I was still processing the reality of being with a man, which made me cringe. But this place is different, a Grindr Criminal hub, I think. Are these men even straight?