Stepdaddy’s Rules: an Age Gap Protective Alpha Erotic Novella

He has one rule in his house. I was born to break it.

I lose my cheating fiancé and my apartment in the same humiliating night, and the only roof left over my head is my mother’s Malibu mansion.

Where my stepdaddy lives.

Damien Cross is older. Controlled. Silver at his temples, with a voice that drops low enough to undo me from across a marble countertop. He sees straight through my bratty mouth and my reckless habits, and he tells me, calm as anything, that he has rules for his house.

I should behave. I should keep my eyes off the way his sleeves sit rolled to the elbow and off the slow patient way he watches me like he already knows exactly how I’d sound saying please.

I don’t behave.

I want him. Badly. I want the man in this house I’m not allowed to want, the one who keeps stepping in to handle my mess, the one whose control I’ve made it my personal mission to crack.

And every time he calls me a good girl, I lose a little more of the war.

He says he doesn’t lose control.

He hasn’t met me at midnight yet.

Content Warning: Intended for readers 18+. Contains explicit sexual content, a significant age gap, and a stepfamily-by-marriage dynamic between two unrelated adults. References a past relationship’s infidelity.