Daddy's Rival: 6. Crossing the Line

The city lights glittered below like a thousand eyes watching their every move, but in Lucian’s penthouse, the world had narrowed to a single, combustible point: Alina.

She had crossed the edge of temptation the night before, allowed herself to melt into him, to surrender fully to his dominance and desire. And now, as she stood in the doorway, she realized there was no going back. Every glance, every brush of his hand, every word he spoke threatened to ignite her completely.

Lucian was waiting, leaning casually against the floor-to-ceiling windows, arms crossed, but the tension in his posture betrayed him. His eyes burned when they landed on her, a look that spoke of ownership, lust, and an unspoken promise of more.

“You came,” he said, voice low, edged with hunger.

Alina swallowed, heart hammering. “I… I couldn’t stay away.”

“Good,” he murmured, stepping forward, closing the distance between them in a single, fluid motion. “Because I don’t let people l