"You enjoy how I touch you, isn't that right, little one? You can't hide your desire. If you ask me to stop, I'll cease immediately, okay?" My nerves were frayed, and I couldn't respond coherently. He leaned in closer, and instinctively, I tilted my body, pressing my chest against him. The longing for his touch overwhelmed me. "Do you still believe this is a misstep?" he chuckled playfully, his smirk taunting. But in that moment, I was beyond reasoning. "I won't touch you until you plead with me," he announced, advancing further. "Now, pet, do you still consider this a mistake?" he asked, his voice deep and mesmerizing. And then, in a shocking turn of events, within a single day, my world was turned upside down when my father, seemingly lifeless, was returned to our pack after a decade. What I never anticipated was my mother's sudden arrival at our door after thirteen years, seeking to reclaim me. But nothing could have prepared me for the intense attraction I felt towards this enigmatic man, descending the stairs like a seductive god from ancient mythology. "Olivia, this is my husband, André," she introduced, her words leaving me stunned. Wait... He's my stepfather?" I couldn't help but process this revelation.
