“No, dripping doll…” He grabs my hair and yanks, causing my body to slam against his. “You look at your ex while I fuck you.” I'm burning inside out, melting with pleasure only his touch brings. I gasped, legs wide open, thighs trembling as his fingers crawled up my bare skin. Then he stops, lingering on a spot barely an inch from my soaked cunt, waiting till I earn my reward. I obey, looking dead at my ex and waiting for his father’s fingers to drive me wild. “Yes, daddy.” Smack! His dark tone rumbles in a throaty laugh. “Good girl.” *** *** For five years I was Ethan’s perfect girlfriend. I paused my dreams for his, played the good girl, and moaned when I should have plucked his balls. But on our wedding eve, the night he became CEO, he chose his ex over me, gave her what was supposed to be the best night of my life… His loss, I would have faked it anyway. Then it dawned, I was nothing but his pawn, a good girl to flaunt so he got daddy’s favour. I was done. I loathed him, but I didn't call off the wedding… No, I chose his dad instead. You read right! I married his billionaire playboy daddy and became his stepmom. To him, it was just a twelve-month contract, a deal to teach his spoiled son a lesson, and to me, it was revenge. But revenge has a way of turning into something far more dangerous.