Chapter 1: I’M MARRIED TO HIS FATHER BUT MY STEPSON ALREADY KNOWS HOW MY PUSSY TASTES


 I stand frozen in the middle of the opulent marble foyer, Richard’s warm hand pressed against the small of my back like he’s claiming his prize. Crystal chandeliers drip light over everything expensive and perfect. This is supposed to be my fresh start — the kind of security I’ve never had. But my stomach is twisting into knots because he just walked through the front door.


 Marcus.


 The same man who had me bent over a hotel balcony three months ago, pounding my cunt so deep I saw stars and begged him not to...