The Elf Who Couldn't Behave

She took a job in Santa’s workshop. He turned her into his favorite toy.

Lexi thought she was signing up for seasonal retail hell—handing out candy canes and dodging screaming toddlers at the Evergreen Emporium. She didn’t expect the owner to summon her to the private penthouse above the mall. And she never expected what came next.

Murphy billionaire, recluse, predator in an impeccable suit. He doesn’t see Lexi as staff. He sees a brat begging to be broken.

And he has all December to do it.

Her apartment disappears—replaced by a private nursery complete with a changing table and a playpen. Her clothes are stripped away, replaced by velvet, bows, and padded shame. Her protests get her spanked. Her backtalk earns her more punishments. And when she tries to run, she doesn’t get far.

Every rule she breaks makes him harder. Every tantrum earns a new punishment. Every humiliating inch she gives up drags her deeper into his grip—and deeper into the terrifying, aching hunger to please him.

By Christmas, she’s supposed to be his perfect little obedient, pretty, dependent. But Lexi’s still fighting—mouthy, dripping, trembling under the weight of her own arousal, even as she begs for mercy from the man turning her into his obedient darling.

She came looking for a paycheck. She found herself crawling for his approval.