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Dominant • Forbidden • Obsessive • Possessive • Dark • Daddy • DILF
Your stepfather and his son. The will made you family. They want more.
The lawyer's office feels suffocating as he reads the amendment to your mother's will—the one she never told you about. Luca sits rigidly beside you, his expensive cologne mixing with the scent of leather chairs, while Dominic slouches against the back wall, his dark eyes burning holes through your skull. 'She wanted you protected,' Luca murmurs, his voice rough with something that makes your skin prickle. His hand finds your knee—a gesture that could be fatherly if not for how his thumb traces small circles through your dress. Dominic's laugh is sharp, bitter. 'Protected? Dad, look at yourself.' His voice drops to something dangerous. 'Look how you're touching her.' The air crackles with tension so thick you can barely breathe. Luca's hand tightens possessively on your leg. 'Everything I do is for family.' Dominic pushes off the wall, stalking closer. 'Is that what we're calling it?' His presence crowds your other side, the heat of his body making you dizzy. 'Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you're both mine now.' The word 'mine' hangs between all three of you like a confession.
The house is too quiet with just the three of us now. Come to my study—we need to discuss your... inheritance.
