All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

"She is a Toricelli," Daddy snapped, "And no one—not God, not the law, and especially not that woman—takes what belongs to me." He reached out, his hand moving fast. I thought he was going to hit her, and I sucked in a breath, clutching my teddy bear to my chest. But he didn't. He grabbed Perla’s

──━⊰ 𓆙 ⊱━── The room was very dark and very cold. I crawled under my blankets, trying to find a place that didn't sting, but it was like my whole body hurt and burned. Every time I moved, the pain jumped. I bit my pillow so the guards in the hall wouldn't hear me. I didn't want Daddy to know I w

"You have no idea how perfect these are," he rasped. As he spoke, his hand moved down. Through the thin gray fabric of his sweatpants, I saw the shape of him. He gripped himself, his knuckles white as he stroked the heavy length of his cock over the cloth. He was huge, a rigid rod of muscle that l

"I have scars everywhere, Mess," he whispered, his lips brushing against mine as he spoke, "I’ve been cut, I’ve been burned, and I’ve been shot. We live in a world that bites, and it leaves its teeth in us. You think I’m going to look at you and see anything other than how much I want you?" He lean

Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ The shame was gone, replaced by a wild, desperate need to please the man who looked at my scars and instead of asking questions, he simply loved them. "I want it," I sobbed, my fingers digging into his hair, "Please, Raphael. I want it." He smiled, pulled his hand back for a spli