Ruined by Mr Voss
This story contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, taboo stepfamily relationships, age-gap dynamics, hate-to-love obsession, power imbalance, degradation kink, creampie, breeding elements, public risk, emotional manipulation, family betrayal, violence, and dark psychological themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. 18+ only.
I walked in on my boyfriend fucking my best friend… then let a stranger ruin me in my mother’s new husband’s bathroom on her wedding night.
One desperate, filthy encounter. Multiple soul-shattering orgasms. And the man who finally made me cum was Harrison Voss, my ruthless, 6’4” stepfather.
Now a leaked video threatens to destroy his billion-dollar empire, and my manipulative mother forces us into close proximity to save face. Trapped in his mansion, every hallway, every shadowed corner becomes a battlefield of hate, hunger, and forbidden need.
He corners me like prey.
He growls “Daddy’s dirty little secret” while he fucks me raw.
He hates how badly he craves me… and I hate how much I need him to break me again and again.
But Harrison Voss doesn’t do weakness. And I refuse to be another woman who loses herself for a powerful man.
As corporate enemies circle, my vengeful ex and backstabbing best friend plot my downfall, and my dangerous stepbrother Damien tries to steal me just to destroy his father — the lines between obsession and love blur dangerously.
Then I uncover the darkest secret of all… one that nearly breaks us both.
He was willing to protect me from his own desire.
I was willing to burn everything down for him.
In a world built on lies, power, and betrayal, can two broken people who were never supposed to touch find something real… or will this forbidden obsession destroy us all?
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Chapter: Chapter 14: Damien’s GameI stepped back and let him in.Damien closed the door behind him and handed me the document without preamble. A corporate structure breakdown, Delvane Holdings mapped across three shell companies, directorships, and subsidiary accounts. At the bottom, a name that had been redacted in Harrison’s version of the file, was unredacted here.“Your father doesn’t have this,” I said.“No.”“How did you get it?”He dropped into the chair by the window, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. None of the casual sprawl from earlier, something more focused underneath it now. “I’ve been building a file on Vreeth for three months,” he said. “Not to help my father, but to have leverage over him.” He said it without remorse. “But when I saw the full scope, the planted login, the inside contact, the escalation, I understood this wasn’t just a corporate hit anymore.”“What is it then?”“Vreeth wants to burn everything.” His grey eyes held mine steadily. “The company, the family name, and anyone
Last Updated: 2026-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 13: The price of secretsThe name Delvane Holdings followed me through the rest of the afternoon like a shadow I couldn’t shake.I searched it between photo edits, corporate registry, news archives, and anything publicly linked. What came back was almost nothing. A shell company registered in the Cayman Islands. One director listed, no website, no press. The kind of company built specifically to not be found. Which meant whoever built it knew exactly what they were doing.I closed the laptop and stared out the study window at the grey coastal morning, turning it over in my head. Six weeks before the wedding. Ghost login, Delvane Holdings, the initials D, Marcus sending clips from day one of the honeymoon. Too many moving parts for one bitter ex.Dinner that night had too much underneath the quiet. Diana was in an expansive mood, talking about redecorating the east wing, asking Harrison about upcoming travel, filling every silence before it could breathe. She was good at that, covering gaps with sound the way
Last Updated: 2026-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 12: Ghost loginThe photo was still open on my screen when morning light crept through the curtains.I hadn’t slept, every time I closed my eyes I saw it. Someone had been standing in the garden long enough to document everything and build a case.I stared at the initials again, “D.”Damien, it has to be him, or is he not the one? I asked myself the question. The photo had been taken before the power went out, which meant whoever sent it had been outside while I was still in the shower, then probably turned off the light after. The timing made no sense and the more I turned it over, the worse it got.I dressed quickly, in a grey hoodie, shorts, hair pulled into a messy knot, and slipped into the hallway with just my sock on before the house stirred.The estate was different at this hour, the marble floors held the cold of the night and the light came in pale and thin through the tall coastal windows. I padded down toward the kitchen needing coffee more than answers, and nearly walked straight into
Last Updated: 2026-06-26
Chapter: Chapter 11: Return of the stormThe black Rolls-Royce purred smoothly to a stop outside the grand entrance of the Voss estate, its headlights slicing through the thick coastal night. I stood completely frozen beside the fountain, heart hammering violently against my ribs as the car came to a halt, Harrison came out first. He looked exactly like a man who owned everything he touched. Crisp white travel shirt that strained noticeably across his heavily muscled chest and broad shoulders, salt-and-pepper hair slightly disheveled from the long flight, eyes already scanning the entire space with that familiar sharp, predatory intensity that always made my stomach tighten. My mom followed close behind him, elegant and radiant in a flowing dress that clung to her surgically enhanced figure, her face glowing with satisfaction from days in Lisbon.“Welcome home,” I forced the words out when I finally got to where they were, keeping my voice steady. The heavy guilt from the past days clawed viciously at my throat, as the memo
Last Updated: 2026-06-25
Chapter: Chapter 10: Shadows in the frameThe video played on loop in the dim light of my bedroom, grainy security footage capturing every humiliating second between Marcus and me. The angle was perfect, clear enough to see everything.This wasn't from Marcus, but from another unknown number. My hands trembled as I watched it, who the hell had access to the estate’s cameras? Damien? One of the staff? My mom? Or worse Harrison? The question sat on my mind like a loaded gun. I tossed my phone onto the bed and buried my face in my hands, my full hair falling forward like a curtain. My body still hummed from the frantic orgasm I’d chased earlier while thinking of Harrison, but the pleasure had curdled into ash. “Daddy’s dirty little secret.” The words tasted like betrayal now, I had let Marcus use me because I was broken, because Harrison had shown me what real desire felt like and then left me starving in this gilded cage, and now someone else knew.A knock on the door made me jolt upright.“Ivy?” Damien’s voice, low and edged
Last Updated: 2026-06-22
Chapter: Chapter 9: Morning After the Storm: Guilt’s GripMorning light sliced through the heavy velvet curtains of the Voss estate, casting long golden streaks across the marble floors. I hadn’t slept a single minute, after trying to scrub every trace of Marcus from my body in a scalding shower. I’d tossed and turned, Damien’s words replaying on loops, letting my cheating ex bend me over, the guilt was a living monster in my chest, clawing at my lungs until I could barely breathe. I paced my bedroom in nothing but an oversized T, my messy auburn waves tangled from tossing and turning. My full breasts felt heavy, nipples still sensitive from the rough way Marcus had gripped me. My pussy ached, not just from the pounding, but from the emptiness that followed. Harrison was the one who had made me cum like that for the first time, Marcus was just a cheap substitute, and I hated myself for needing it.My mom and Harrison were still on their trip, and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. I dragged myself downstairs in my oversized T and shorts, m
Last Updated: 2026-06-19
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