Chapter 17: Birthday cunt for stepdaddy.

Sasha's POV.

“Happy fucking birthday to me,” I whispered, the words bitter on my tongue as I blew out the single candle flickering on the cupcake. The flame died with a wisp of smoke that curled up toward the vaulted ceiling of the empty kitchen.

Mother had chosen another overseas deal over her only daughter. Again. Dominic, my stepfather, was off handling “business” with her, leaving me alone in this sprawling marble tomb of a mansion.

Twenty years old, and my celebration was this: one store-bought cupcake, silence thick enough to choke on, and an unbearable, throbbing ache between my thighs that no amount...