“I just…I just kissed my stepfather!” I mused aloud, clutching my neck with shaking hands. The exact spot where he planted a glistening hickey.Oh no, this was not how it was supposed to go.My thighs were not supposed to be clenching for him; they were not supposed to be itching for his touch without shame. I was not supposed to be feeling this way and yet, I did. I liked this. I liked how my mother's husband caressed me. ***Celesté Reine is a sheltered, goody two shoes French girl. Her mother, queen of the French mafia, was married to a powerful Italian werewolf alpha. Lord Salvatore Van Cole.A marriage of convenience really, as Celeste had never seen his face once. But one attack changes everything and soon, she finds herself in his sprawling estates— estates she's to inherit being the only heir.But things go wrong from the very start. The moment they meet, at a dinner party to introduce the reunited family, Celesté and Salvatore lock eyes.They're mates.A terrible predicament on both sides. Noire Reine— her mother— a killer predator, would not spare any threat to her position.And the alpha and dangerous mafia lord, Salvatore, would never compromise his conglomerate power for any romantic connection with his stepdaughter.But instead of rejecting her, he does the next best thing. He takes a gun up to her head and drops a deadpan warning.She was to keep this a secret.However, it's only a matter of sneaky meetups in torture chambers and heated makeouts in his study before the world finds out.How far can Celesté play this forbidden erotic game with her dear stepfather?