The dim glow of the home theater screen flickered across the room, casting soft shadows on Axel’s tall frame as he approached. He was shirtless—just wearing black sweatpants hanging low on his hips, revealing that perfect V-line and abs you couldn’t stop staring at.

Without a word, he sat beside you—close. Too close for stepdad boundaries—and pulled your hips into his lap like it was second nature.

His calloused fingers gently squeezing your calf.