I’ve always had a crush on my ridiculously handsome stepbrother Stefan. For years, he’s always been there, at my side. We’ve played together, laughed together and even cried together. But then our relationship turned really weird. Anytime he was near, I found myself filled with sinful thoughts, and when he touched me, it felt like I would burst into flames. Soon, just being in his presence became too much to bear. I started avoiding him at all costs, and when I did encounter Stefan, I would act like a cold-hearted bitch to him so he would never suspect my true feelings. But sometimes, the things you hide have a way of coming to light...when you least expect them.

Like a beast in the night, Stefan took me and made me his. I should have recognized him through that Gladiator costume, I should have known better. But I was blinded by my lust for him. He took me and turned my body into his personal playground, dominating me for all I was worth. Now, he was my king. My Xerxes. My Adonis. My Apollo. And I’d do anything to please him…even have his baby.