When nineteen-year-old Emma’s mother jets off to Fiji for eight weeks, she’s left alone in a cliff-top Malibu mansion with her brand-new, off-limits billionaire stepfather, Mason Caldwell.

Mason is forty-five, built like a god, and has been watching her with dark, hungry eyes since the wedding. Emma knows she shouldn’t tease him in tiny shorts and see-through tops… but she does it anyway.

One stormy night the power dies, the tension snaps, and Mason finally takes what he’s wanted for months. He claims her virgin body raw on the kitchen island, whispering filthy promises to breed her deep and never pull out.

From that moment on, clothes become optional and every room becomes fair game.

For eight weeks they’re insatiable: kitchen counters, balcony railings, the infinity pool at midnight, the wine cellar, the home theater. Mason tracks her cycle like it’s the most important deal of his life. When her most fertile days arrive, he locks the gates, sends the staff away, and keeps her in bed for days, pumping load after load into her willing body while she begs for more.

By the time her mother’s plane lands, Emma is barefoot, glowing, and carrying the man of the house’s baby, with a diamond on her finger that says she’s never leaving.

A forbidden, age-gap, no-boundaries breeding romance that’s as scorching as it is obsessive. If you love dominant older men and eager younger brats who can’t get enough, this one’s for you.