MY TABOO STEP DADDY
CONTENT WARNINGS:
Past trauma and revenge.
Explicit sexual content.
NB: Any resemblance to a real person or actual event is purely coincidental.
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“I’ve been jerking to your photo every night for five years,” Tristan's calloused hand guides me along his crotch. “Aren't you happy to see me, Bunny?”
“You murdered my father. Broke out of jail. Shot my fiancé at our wedding altar.” My voice flares. “Happy to see you?”
“Because you’re the love of my goddamn miserable life,” he seizes my chin, forcing me to meet those frosty, possessive eyes. “The moment you said ‘I do,’ you became mine. You bear my hickeys, my ring, and my name. And it’s our wedding night, Husband.”
Who chains their husband naked and dangles him from the top of a skyscraper on their wedding night?!
Death isn’t romantic. I’m not a masochist. So why the fuck is my cock hard?
Tristan grins, “Still lying to yourself?”
I bite down on his lips. He doesn’t flinch even as blood trickles out.
“Say that again and lose your tongue.”
His grin widens with bloodied teeth. “Right, you're not into men… just me.”
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Tristan ‘Mad-Bishop’ Alister got busted by the Feds and locked away for five years. Now, he’s back to claim his obsession: Carlton Dickson.
Tristan isn’t just Carlton’s captor. He’s Carlton’s former step-father, and their connection is more taboo than their forbidden affair.
As Tristan serves justice to those who destroyed him, using ways that would make the devil shiver, Carlton is trapped between hatred and a dark desire he can’t escape.
Can Carlton survive the truth of their relationship to each other? Or will they burn in the flames Tristan’s lit to consume everyone in his path?