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Risk of Discovery

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Destiny Winland knows better than to test her father's trust, but when William Yarnells hand slides up her thigh under the dining room table, she doesn't stop him. They sneak to the basement for rough, desperate sex, and the next morning she wakes him with her mouth before he takes her slow, still sore from the night before. By the time he's done, she's come four times and can barely walk—but she'll be back for more.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Destiny Winland

A 18 year old with tan skin and light blue knowing eyes that have learned to read a room before anyone speaks. Her hair is hot pink. She's got the kind of quiet that makes people underestimate her—until she moves, and you realize she's been watching you the whole time. Her body is soft in some places, strong in others, and she knows exactly what she wants even when she pretends not to.

William Byrne

A 22-year-old with restless hands and a grin that promises trouble he'll definitely deliver. He's all lean muscle and coiled energy, the kind of guy who fills a doorway without trying and makes a room feel smaller just by being in it. His sweatpants hang low on his hips, and he's got a look in his eyes that says he's already three steps ahead of whatever's about to happen.

Rafael Vasquez

A broad-shouldered man in his late 40s with silver threading his black hair and reading glasses perched low on his nose, the kind of father who's learned to trust his daughter's judgment even when he doesn't understand her choices. His hands are callused from years of honest work, and he moves slow and deliberate, comfortable in his own silence. He has no idea there's a war happening under his own roof.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Under the Table

The dining room hums with the ceiling fan and the rustle of Rafael's newspaper. Destiny's fork pauses mid-air as William's palm lands warm on her bare thigh, fingers walking inward beneath the tablecloth. She sets the fork down slowly, reaches over, and cups the hard length in his sweatpants, thumb tracing the ridge through the gray fabric. Her father turns a page without looking up. William's fingers slip past her waistband, finding her wet, and she bites her lip to keep the table steady.

Ten-Thirty Promise

Destiny's bedroom is dark except for the blue glow of her phone screen. She hears the back door click open at 10:32, then footsteps too careful on the stairs. William eases her door open, sweatpants low, no shirt, the silver chain catching the phone light. She puts a finger to her lips and points at the wall where her father's room hums with a ceiling fan. William's hand finds her thigh in the dark, warm and sure, and she spreads her knees without a sound.

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