Family Secret: Claiming My Father's Toy
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Family Secret: Claiming My Father's Toy

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I was nineteen when my life stopped being mine.
Moving into Silas Kingston’s estate was supposed to be temporary. Just another step in my mother’s endless climb toward wealth and power. I thought I’d keep my head down, focus on my art, and survive it.
Then I found out who he really is.
His fortune isn’t clean... it’s built on blood, secrets, and a criminal empire powerful enough to erase people like me without a trace. I should have died the moment I discovered the truth.
Instead, I became something worse...
Obsessively wanted.
Now I’m trapped between Silas and his dangerously unpredictable son, Julian. Every glance feels like a claim. Every moment feels like a test. And somehow, I’ve become the center of a power struggle I don’t understand, where my body is the battlefield and my silence is the cost of staying alive.
My mother’s freedom hangs over me like a threat I can’t escape. I hold secrets that could destroy them all. And the price of keeping those secrets is an arrangement that strips away every rule I’ve ever lived by.
But the most terrifying part isn’t them...
It’s me.
Because somewhere in the darkness, in the control, in the way they look at me like I belong to them... something inside me is changing.
I’m not just afraid anymore...
I want it. I want it all.
As loyalties shatter and danger closes in, I have to decide who I am willing to become. The good girl I used to be or the woman they are turning me into.
And in their world, there’s only one rule that matters.
Survive.

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