“We can’t keep doing this, Ryan, you are my stepson.” Hazel says, pushing him away. “I’m supposed to protect you, not f*ck you.” “Protect?” He scoffs lightly then takes a step forward. “The only one who needs protection is you. You didn’t choose to be my stepmother. You were forced into this!" He closes in and holds her shoulder tightly looking into her eyes. “But you chose to love me. What we have is real.” “I can’t,” She shakes her head. “What if he finds out and does something to you? Just because he's your father doesn't mean he won't hurt you!” “Not if I hurt him first.” ————————————————————— Hazel’s life takes an unexpected turn for the worse when she’s sold off by her own parents for money and forced to marry a powerful mafia boss, Lennox Zephyr. Despite her fear; the terrifying situation she finds herself in. When she steps into the mansion, a tall, striking handsome young man catches her attention. She can’t help but gaze at him lustfully, only to discover that he is her stepson. A son who is nothing like his cruel father. Trapped in a house where no one else cares about her, Hazel finds herself drawn to his whole existence. Her need for him consumes her— she craves him, his voice, his touch, his body, his presence. So does he. But they must keep this a secret, behind the watchful eyes of her husband and his father, Lennox Zephyr. One misstep could cost them both their lives. Will they succeed in keeping their affair a secret, or will their dangerous love story lead to their destruction? *Contains 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, BDSM, Violence.* DAILY UPDATES!!!
View MoreNone of this makes sense.What the hell is going on?Hazel was just fine in the morning, so why? Why is this happening now?!Ryan can’t wrap his head around it. It still feels like a nightmare.Just this morning, before he went out, she smiled brightly at him. Just this morning, before he left, she smiled at him. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. He crouched down, kissed her bump, rubbed it, felt it.They were both okay in the morning… Then all of a sudden, he comes back, hears her cry, rushes to her room—only to find her trembling on the ground, unconscious, bleeding.The terror he felt then was unmatched. The terror he feels now is even worse.They’re all here—Ryan, Adora, Selene, and Lennox. The moment Lennox was informed his wife was rushed to the hospital and that her and the baby’s life were at stake, he left everything he was doing and drove at full speed to get here.Now they all sit, stand, pace restlessly in the hospital waiting room, drowning in the silence.Hazel has
Everything is somewhat going well so far. I’m starting to adjust to my new life—married to a ruthless mafia don, having an affair with his 19-year-old son, pregnant with his son’s child while still moaning in the sheets of both their beds.“Aunty Hazel! Aunty Hazel!” Melody cheers, running toward me as soon as she gets back from school.“Hi, Melody!” I crouch down, spreading my arms for a hug. She jumps into them, and I scoops her up, twirling her as she giggles. Her tiny hands grab at my hair, tugging playfully, and I feign a gasp.“Melody, are you trying to steal my hair?” I tease, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek.She squeals, her wide eyes shining with mischief. I finally let her down, and she instantly takes off running into the living room.The more time I spend with little Melody, the more I imagine how my life will be with my own child. Yesterday, we had an ultrasound, and the doctor said it would be a boy.Lennox was the happiest I’ve ever seen him. When I told Ryan, he wa
~HAZEL~“Mmmh!… Hah… ha… yes… yes—Ryan! Right there,” I moan, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he plunges his cock into me.It’s midnight—1 AM to be exact—and I’m on top of Ryan, straddling him on the couch in his room. Yet, he’s still the one in control, driving into me like he wants to own every inch of me. He makes sure each measured thrust fills me deeply, leaving me shuddering.My fingers clutch his head, tangling into his brunette curls and scraping his scalp. Our foreheads are against each other, eyes locked, and I stare deeply into his hazel eyes, getting lost in the way they darken with hunger.I move my hips, trying to match his rhythm, to take back some control, but he’s not having it.“You’re not leaving this couch until I’m done with you,” he grunts. His hands grip my waist, fingers digging in, holding me steady as he takes over, setting the pace—long, deep strokes that make my thighs quake.Hell! I can’t take it anymore!I feel myself gush around him, my wetness
~HAZEL~After mutual understanding, Ryan finally leaves me, letting me be. I make my way to the backyard, letting the crisp evening air sweep over me. It cools my head, calming my banging head filled with overbearing thoughts.Just when I proceed to get comfortable, settling into one of the armchairs, a maid walks in.“Ma’am, Master Zephyr is seeking you. He requests that you come to his room.”A sigh slips through my lips.Standing in front of his room, I notice the door is slightly ajar—he’s expecting me.I push it open, and there he is, casually sitting on the loveseat sofa, legs spread out, white shirt unbuttoned to the middle sleeves rolled up, his once always perfectly styled hair messy— the aftermath of him drinking with rafa.He stands as I walk in and strides toward me, both his hands reaching for my face. He holds either side, leans in, and captures my lips in his Before I can react.The sharp taste of whiskey invades my senses as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding in.
I’ve been in the living room for hours, sunk into one of the plush sofas, watching staff and Lennox’s men pass by as they go about their duties. But none of it registers.My thoughts are fixated on one thing.‘I’m pregnant.’And I still don’t know how to reveal it to everyone, especially Lennox.“Ma’am… Madam Hazel!” A voice pulls me from my daze. My unfocused eyes settle on the blurred figure in front of me.“Adora?” I murmur.“Yes, ma’am, it’s me. Adora,” she says sarcastically, a hint of humor in her voice.“Master is on his way. I suggest you wait for him at the entrance,” she informs me. I give a barely noticeable nod and rise to my feet, only to stumble. But Madam Adora is quick to catch me.“Are you okay, Hazel?” she asks, brows raised, her hands gripping my forearms firmly.“Yes… yes,” I reply, pulling away from her grasp. I can feel her suspicious gaze on me as I walk away, but I ignore it.I make my way to the lobby that leads to the grand double doors of the entrance.Two m
Lennox really pushed me to my limit last night. He wasn’t joking when he said he’d keep going until I passed out. And for some reason, I didn’t.So he went on and on until he finally climaxed—something I had started to think was impossible. By then, I was already long gone, my body nothing more than a lifeless, fuck doll.I have no idea when I drifted into darkness, but I am more than happy to wake up to Lennox not by my side or even in his room.My gaze flicks around the room, searching for the time. It lands on the alarm clock on the nightstand.‘10:30 AM’“He must have left earlier,” I mumble, my voi voice dlow and dry with exhaustionI hope he doesn’t come back todayEvery muscle in my body feels weak, sore, completely worn out.I’m naked, draped in the thick sheets. I peel them off my body, exposing myself to the cool air and my eyes. I’m showered in hickeys, littering my arms and shoulders—I’m sure there are more on my neck. My hands instinctively reach up to my neck, rubbing
TRIGGER WARNING: May contain dubious content, readers discretion is advised.“Tonight, my cock will teach you a better lesson than those silly toys,” Lennox says, his eyes blazing with a primal hunger as he rips off his shirt.My heart thuds loudly against my chest, as he hovers over me. My breath catches in my throat as he abruptly pulls up my loose dress revealing my pale skin, and he snaps it out of my body.“Lennox” I pant, “I’m sorry I won’t be late again, please be gentle with me.”A sly grin spreads across his lips as he chuckles darkly, “You just love to piss me off, don’t you? Then beg, acting all innocent. Expecting what? pity?”He leans in his hot breath fanning my neck. “ I told you it only makes me want to crush you more,” he whispers, something much more dangerous in his tone than his words.His body presses against mine as he grips my bra top, tearing it away. His hands seize my breasts, drawing loud gasps from my lips“Let’s see how much you enjoy your pussy getting re
“She killed herself,” Ryan says.I stare at him, at a complete loss for words.We’re outside on a cushioned sofa by the pool, choosing to stay in the open where no one would suspect anything. I take a slow, steady breath, letting it all sink in.Today, I realize just how strong Ryan is, he’s so much more than strong. I can’t even imagine it, my heart aches for him deeply—he watched his own mother take her life, at such a young age. I don’t even want to begin to imagine how such a small mind and heart could process all that—or even try to understand.The fact that he still remembers everything in detail… is heart-wrenching. It must have been so traumatizing for him— a nightmare that never truly left him.“I… I am so sorry—” I start hesitantly.“Shhh.” He cuts me off gently. “It’s not your fault… it’s my dad’s. Besides, it’s in the past. It made me who I am today.”I nod, allowing silence to settle between us. The weight of the moment lingers, heavy and unspoken. I want to ask more qu
*Ryan’s Narration*“My mother, Olivia Zephyr was everything my father was not—kind, spiritual, full of joy and hope. She always saw the good in everything, gave everyone a chance.But then, she gave my father a chance… and stupidly fell for him.Initially, My mom believed him to be merely the troubled son of an affluent man. However, as they got married , she uncovered a startling truth—she had become entwined with a formidable mafia empire that ruled the underworld.Yet, her feelings for my father didn’t change mch. She still loved my father, and so did my father. He loved her, so dearly, she was his everything, his treasure, his obsession, she made him want to change, even if it was the slightest bit of change— but that was impossible.For a while, their lives were relatively normal.Until my mother learned just how many people my father had killed, since he was sixteen.My father of course kept it a secret from her, but… the truth always finds its way out.Three months into their mar
“No! Mom! Dad! Please,” I cry, staring at my parents, as I struggle with two huge men aggressively dragging me out of my house. “You can’t do this to me! You can’t just sell me off like this!”Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine my life would turn out this way.I have dreams and goals I look forward to, and I’m happy with whatever life has in store for me. But that doesn’t include being hauled away by several men, and forced into marriage with a mafia boss. The day starts like any other—actually, better than most.I’ve just wrapped up my third year in college, now in a taxi heading home for summer break. Today is better than most days not because I’m going home but because I get to see my younger brother, Andrew again. He’s the one I care for the most.Better than most days ‘cause I don't have to stuff my face in textbooks. My college life is stressful and hectic– normally it shouldn't be, but because I have to work twice as hard as top students to maintain my full-time schola...
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