by B. B. Hamel
Because she was mine. Our secret was out, and although I was sure Arturo was unhappy about it, at least she wouldn’t be my stepsister for much longer .
She was going to be my wife instead .
35
Natalie
Two Months Later
I moved through the hallway confidently, nodding to staff members and other mob guys .
It felt so strange knowing my way around the compound. I could remember my first few days here, barely knowing anything, wandering around like an idiot. Now, though, things were different .
Very different .
I knocked on the door and waited. “Louisa?” I yelled. “Open up .”
No response .
“I’m coming in,” I called .
I pushed the door open and stepped inside. It was filthy, as usual, since Rosita was refusing to clean her rooms again. I spotted Lou sitting at her computer with huge headphones on. She was engrossed in her game, so I simply walked inside, sat behind her, and watched .
I could still vividly remember the night Lucas came home and asked me to be his wife .
True, we were already married, but this time he was doing it right. I had opened the door to the safe house, terrified that we were about to be killed or worse. Lucas had walked in and ordered Camille out of the living room, which she complied with after only minimal complaint .
Finally, we sat down on the couch .
“You guys are safe,” Lucas said. “I found Franklin and traded his information for your safety .”
I threw my arms around him, hugging him close. He gently moved me back .
“There’s one more thing .”
He dropped to one knee and pulled out the box. Inside was a ring, a ridiculously huge diamond ring .
“What are you doing?” I asked him .
“I told my father about us. I told him that you’re mine .”
I have no clue what to say. My head was spinning. It was crazy, so crazy, so fast and so intense .
“Natalie, be my wife. By my bride for real .”
“Yes. Okay .”
He slipped the ring over my finger and kissed me hard .
I couldn’t imagine ever feeling that happy again. Tears had moved down my cheeks as he’d kissed me, and every time I thought about it I choked up a little bit .
We didn’t need to have a ceremony, but we had a short one anyway. All the mobsters were there, and it was just so Godfather that it was absurd. They gave me gifts of cash just like in that movie. We danced, drank too much, and Lucas fucked me until I couldn’t walk anymore .
“You’re here,” Lou said, yanking me from my memory .
“Hey,” I said .
“How long have you been staring at me ?”
“Sorry. I wasn’t really paying attention .”
She turned around and crossed her legs. “I’ve been meaning to ask. How’s it feel to be queen of the mob ?”
I laughed. “Hardly .”
“It’s the truth. All the men adore you .”
I blushed. “Stop, Lou. You know you’re still the most important woman in this house .”
“So long as you know it,” she muttered .
“Listen,” I said. “Come to dinner tonight .”
“Same answer as every day. No, thanks.” She turned back toward her computer .
“Okay,” I said. “I guess I’ll be back tomorrow .”
“See ya, sister .”
I patted her back as she returned to her game. I stood up and left her room, smiling to myself. Every day I went to Lou’s rooms and invited her to dinner. Sometimes we talked, sometimes we didn’t. She was pretty hard to predict, but I was quickly thinking of her as my closet friend in the compound .
Aside from Lucas, of course .
I moved down the hall and made my way back toward our rooms. When I had moved in, Lucas had claimed a larger part of the house for us to live in. It was so silly, since either one of our original rooms were more than big enough, but he had insisted .
I opened the door to our apartment. It was essentially the entire eastern wing .
The living room stretched out in front of me, too big and too richly furnished .
Things had moved so fast up until the wedding. Then, after that, it was like nothing had ever happened. Lucas and I lived in the compound, he continued his work, and I finished my school work by doing online classes .
Pacey wasn’t happy with that, of course. But how could I explain to her that I never wanted to leave the compound? It was strange; I went from hating it to absolutely loving it .
All because of him .
Lucas stepped into the living room from the bathroom. He had just showered, and his whole body was damp .
“Wife,” he said .
“Husband.” I stood up and went to him. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply .
I couldn’t go anywhere. I had nowhere to go, really. I didn’t want to be anywhere near Camille, and anywhere else would have paled in comparison to being with Lucas .
Sure, I still didn’t love his job, but I was beginning to get used to it, maybe even enjoy it. He kept me from the worst of it, and I was thankful of that .
And the nights with him were incredible. It was like he never got enough of me, and I definitely never got enough of him .
“How was my sister?” he asked .
“Stubborn as always .”
“She’ll never break, you know .”
“We’ll see .”
He smirked. “Barones don’t break .”
“Don’t you?” I reached down and grabbed his cock, surprised that it was already half-hard. “I think I could break you .”
He growled. “Please, girl. I’ll snap you like a twig.” He grabbed my hips and spun me around .
“I doubt it,” I said, but my pants were already around my ankles, and his face was between my legs, his thick tongue curling out toward my soaked pussy, eating me, lapping me up .
That was what my life had become .
Lucas all night, the compound all day. I didn’t want for anything, had a staff at my beck and call. I didn’t see much of his father, but I preferred it that way. The other mobsters had taken to me, though, and were all really nice to me .
And Lucas was the nicest of all. As my back arched and he got me off again and again, I kept thinking about how thankful I was that I had married my stepbrother .
My brutal, violent, cocky stepbrother. His amazing tongue between my legs, his body against mine .
I loved him and I was his. I always was, from that first moment onward .
It only took me a little while to figure it out .
I wasn’t going anywhere. It was Lucas and I forever. I was his bride, and he was my husband .
Nothing would ever change that .
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I owe my Daddy Dom a baby .
Ten years ago, I was just another student in his class .
Now he’s my boss. And he still thinks I need to be punished .
I don’t dare say yes, but I can’t say no .
I’m afraid if I give in, I’ll never want him to untie me again .
Jacob
I need her. I’m done with control. I want to lose myself in her skin, make her get down on her knees, make her whisper my name as I wrap a rope around her wrists .
I’ve been dreaming about my hands pulling back her hair for ten years. She was my student back then, but I didn’t take what I wanted. Now I’m going to teach her a real lesson .
But she’s willful. Hard to break. She won’t give me what I want, not right away at least .
I just need to hear the words, and I’ll know she’s all mine: Yes please, Daddy Dom .
Sofia
Ten years ago he was my high school math teacher, and now he’s my boss. I know he recognizes me, but there’s something more in his gaze: pure, unbridled desire .
He’s gorgeous, intense, and dominant. I’ve always dreamed about running my
fingers down along his muscular back as he whispers in my ear .
That’s when Jacob makes me an offer. He’ll be my Daddy and give me anything I want, but I have to obey him .
I’m bound to the bed, not sure where my body ends and the pleasure begins, not sure if I want to know. He’s a real man, and he knows how to push my limits .
But I’m afraid if I give in, I’ll never want him to untie me again .
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My house, my rules, and she better f**king like it .
I have a playboy reputation and I earned it. I can’t help it if I leave a trail of soaking wet and satisfied women in my wake .
Until my latest scandal lands me in hot water. Either I fix my image or the board of directors will force me to step down from the company that I founded. It’s bullsh*t, but I have no choice .
That’s why I marry my secretary and closest confidant. We’re not really into each other, but she says she’ll help when I offer her an outrageous sum of money .
It sounds like an easy plan right up until I meet her daughter, Emily. I’m supposed to be good, but her gorgeous curves and innocent baby blues make me want to be very, very bad .
If I get caught with Emily, it’s game f**king over. I’ll lose absolutely everything, and it’ll destroy her in the process .
But I can’t keep my hands off her. She’s so deliciously tempting that I can barely control myself when she walks into the room. I know I’ll ruin her, but she’s begging for me to make it dirtier and dirtier .
She may be incredibly off limits, but I’ll break every rule to get a taste .
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