One night while they were on vacation in Hawaii, Karina Osborn was found dead in her car with a gunshot wound to the chest. The police declared her death a robbery because all the jewelry and money in her bag were stolen by a group of robbers. The incident left Claire with only her handsome and damn sexy stepfather, Raviel Marshall. 
Nights felt sad for Claire after she became an orphan. Sometimes Claire felt like there was a black shadow watching her. Even when her stepfather was on a business trip, and she was alone at home, she felt like someone was watching her from a distance. 
Her fears got worse after she had several dreams of making love to her stepfather. It was very hot and wild. Claire could barely distinguish between dreams and reality because everything felt so real. She always woke up exhausted, but satisfied. After her stepfather returned from his business trip, Claire was determined to stop all her wild fantasies about her stepfather, but unexpectedly she found out her stepfather's dark secret that made her even more passionate about him. Her erotic dreams might not be just dreams.


WHEN OUR LOVE IS WRONG

CHAPTER 26. RAVIEL

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I had barely slept for two whole days and don’t ask me what my mood was today. My mood was definitely not as bright as the skies in Orange County. I looked like an idiot behind the sunglasses perched on my nose. The meeting in Miami was tough. They pressured me to hand over all the weapon prototypes...