SIN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
“You wear these little skirts… are you trying to seduce me?” His eyes dragged down my body.
“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about”
Before I could finish, his hand slid up my thigh, fingers brushing beneath the edge of my skirt. My breath hitched. He shoved my panties aside and pressed two thick fingers inside me.
“Ahh. . . Kelvin. .” My knees buckled against the sink as he started slow, then thrust rougher, stretching me with every push.
“You like that, baby girl?” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes… oh God, yes.”
His mouth hovered over mine, stealing the sound of my moans before he spun me around to face the mirror. My own reflection stared back at me wide eyes, flushed cheeks while Kelvin loomed behind, his heat swallowing me whole.
“Watch while I fuck you,” he growled, shoving down his zipper.
The heavy length of him slammed into me in one rough stroke, knocking the air from my lungs.
“F-fuck!” I cried out, gripping the sink for dear life.
He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look at myself as he pounded into me. “Be my slut today.”
Dripping Wet is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex.
Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat.
Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail.
No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.
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Chapter: Open marriage 4 (Group s*x)The bedroom was a war zone: sheets soaked, pillows scattered, cum drying in sticky patches on skin and fabric. Nobody had the energy to stay inside anymore. The night air called—cool, dark, private enough behind the tall fence and thick trees.Elena led the way to the sliding glass doors, still naked, cum still leaking from her overstuffed pussy and ass. Her legs shook with every step, thighs slick, tits swaying heavy and red from all the slapping. The others followed—Marcus’s cock already half-hard again, Liam stroking himself slow, Ryan and Sophia hand-in-hand, Olivia’s blonde hair wild and tangled.The backyard was lit only by the soft glow of string lights along the fence and the half-moon overhead. The grass was cool under their bare feet. A large outdoor sectional sat near the pool—wide, cushioned, perfect.Elena didn’t hesitate. She dropped to her knees on the grass first, ass up, face down, presenting herself under the moonlight.“Anal,” she said, voice wrecked but hungry. “A
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Chapter: Open marriage 3 (Group s*x)The stairs were slippery with cum and sweat by the time they reached the master bedroom. Nobody bothered closing the door. The king bed waited in the center, sheets already rumpled from earlier fantasies Elena and Marcus had shared. Now it was about to become real.Elena hit the bed first, crawling to the middle on all fours, ass up, pussy and ass still gaping and dripping from the stairway pounding. Her thighs shook, tits hanging heavy, nipples red and swollen from all the pinching and biting downstairs.Marcus and Ryan followed right behind her cocks hard again, veins bulging, heads slick.Sophia and Olivia climbed on either side, eyes wild, fingers already trailing down their own bodies.Liam stood at the foot of the bed, stroking himself slow, and watching.Elena looked back over her shoulder, voice hoarse but demanding.“Two cocks. One pussy. Now.”Marcus and Ryan didn’t hesitate.Marcus lay on his back beside her. Elena straddled him immediately, sinking down onto his thick sha
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-04-16
Chapter: Open marriage 2 (Group s*x)The living room was a battlefield of sweat, cum, and ruined furniture. Nobody bothered to clean up. Bodies were still shaking, cocks still semi-hard, pussies still leaking and swollen. The air smelled like raw sex thick, musky, addictive.Elena was the first to stand on wobbly legs. Cum dripped from her inner thighs down to her ankles. She looked at the group, eyes glassy, lips swollen from kissing and sucking.“Kitchen,” she said, voice hoarse. “Now.”No one questioned it. They followed her like animals in heat.The kitchen island was wide, marble, cold. Perfect.Sophia hopped up first, ass on the edge, legs spread wide. Her red hair stuck to her sweaty neck. Liam stepped between her thighs immediately, cock already hard again, and slammed into her without warning. Sophia’s scream bounced off the high ceilings pure, guttural pleasure.“Fuck me like you hate me,” she begged, nails raking down his back.Liam did. He grabbed her throat with one hand, squeezed just enough to make her eye
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Chapter: Open marriage 1 (Group s*x)Elena paced the living room, heart hammering like a drum in her chest. The house smelled like fresh candles and the faint citrus of the cleaner she'd used to wipe down every surface that morning. She and Marcus had talked about this for weeks, fantasized in bed about what it would feel like to let go, to invite others into their marriage. But now that the doorbell was about to ring, her stomach twisted with nerves and a hot, pulsing excitement she couldn't ignore.Marcus came up behind her, his hands sliding around her waist, pulling her back against his solid chest. He was already half-hard, his breath warm on her neck. "You ready for this?"She turned in his arms, kissing him deep, tasting the mint on his tongue from the gum he'd been chewing to calm himself. "Yeah. Are you?"He grinned, that cocky smile that always made her wet. "More than you know."The doorbell chimed..Sophia and Liam arrived first. Sophia, Elena's college roommate, with her fiery red hair and curves that turned
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Chapter: Cummed on my bestie bf d**k IIThe guilt from the morning fuck had already faded by lunch. Phillip and I barely left the couch. We ate cold pizza straight from the box, half-naked, laughing at nothing. Every time our eyes met, the air crackled again. We both knew we were playing with fire, but neither of us wanted to put it out.By early afternoon the house felt too quiet, too full of secrets. Phillip stood up, stretched, his body still marked from my nails. He looked at me sprawled on the cushions, legs open, his cum still dried on my inner thighs, and something dark flashed in his eyes.“Upstairs,” he said, voice low. Not a question.I followed him to Lila’s bedroom. The door clicked shut behind us. He didn’t bother with lights. The curtains were half-drawn, soft gray afternoon spilling across the bed.He pushed me down on my back without a word. My legs fell open instinctively. He stripped his shorts in one motion, cock already thick and hard again.No foreplay. No kisses. No teasing.He lined up and slammed int
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-04-13
Chapter: Cummed on my bestie bf d**k IMy name is Janna. Twenty, college sophomore, the kind of girl who’s always been careful—good grades, good girl reputation, the one who never crosses lines. My best friend since middle school is Lila. We do everything together: sleepovers, study sessions, late-night talks about boys. And then there’s Phillip.Phillip is Lila’s boyfriend. Tall, dark hair that always falls into his eyes, quiet laugh, the kind of guy who makes you feel noticed when he looks at you. I’ve known him almost as long as Lila has. He’s been around for movie nights, group hangs, beach trips. I’ve always thought he was attractive—anyone with eyes would—but I never let myself think beyond that. He was Lila’s. Off-limits. End of story.Until the night everything changed.Lila had a family emergency out of town. Her mom got sick suddenly, and she left on short notice, asking me to house-sit for the weekend so the place wouldn’t be empty. Phillip was supposed to stay at his own apartment, but he showed up Friday night
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Daddy's Secret: A Collection of Forbidden Stories
Victor stood behind me, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined mess. He reached down, scooped a finger through the cum dripping from my hole, then brought it to my lips. "Taste how full I left you, baby girl."
I sucked his finger clean without hesitation, moaning softly at the salty, musky mix. "More," I whispered. "I want both of you again. Harder this time."
Jamal chuckled low, stroking his length back to full hardness. It looked even longer now, curved and slick from my spit. "Greedy little thing. Flip over. I want to see your face while I fuck you."
Cum Inside Me, Daddy is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex. Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat.Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail.No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.
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Chapter: Hotel Across the Hall 1Nora had been in the city for three days on a business trip. The hotel was nice, quiet, and almost empty on her floor. Every time she stepped out of her room she noticed the same man across the hall. Tall, broad shoulders, dark hair, always in a simple black shirt. They had exchanged polite nods twice. Nothing more.On the fourth night she was in her robe, hair still damp from the shower, when a soft knock came at her door. She opened it without thinking.He stood there holding a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.“I saw the light under your door,” he said. His voice was low and calm. “Figured you might not want to drink alone.”Nora hesitated only a second. Then she stepped aside and let him in.His name was Adrian. They sat on the small couch and talked while the whiskey burned warm in her chest. The conversation stayed light at first work, the city, how quiet the hotel felt at night. But the way he looked at her made the air feel heavier.When the second glass was empty, Adrian set
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-08-13
Chapter: Stud Lex 1Maya was nineteen and had always been the quiet one in the house. She kept her hair short, wore baggy shirts and jeans, and moved with a calm confidence that made people look twice. Most people called her a stud without her ever asking them to. She didn’t mind the word. It fit.Her stepmom, Elena, was thirty-six. Soft curves, long dark hair, and a body that still turned heads. Elena had married Maya’s father when Maya was sixteen. For three years they lived under the same roof with polite distance. Elena was kind, a little formal, and always careful around her stepdaughter.That careful distance ended one Friday night when Maya’s father left for a two-week business trip.Elena had poured herself a glass of wine and was sitting on the living room couch in a thin robe when Maya came downstairs. The television was on low. Elena looked tired but still beautiful. The robe had slipped open just enough to show the soft curve of one breast.Maya stopped in the doorway.“You’re still up,” Elen
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Chapter: Cinema Heat 3The lights came up slowly. I stayed in my seat, heart still racing, his cum warm between my legs. Most people were already standing and walking out. He waited until the row was almost empty, then stood up and looked at me.“Come on,” he said quietly.I followed him out of the theater. We didn’t speak in the lobby. He led me through a side exit that opened into a quiet parking area behind the building. The night air felt cool on my flushed skin. There were only a few cars left, and the area was dimly lit.He walked me between two large vans parked close together, creating a narrow, hidden space. The moment we were out of sight, he pushed me gently against the side of one van and kissed me hard. His hands pulled my skirt up. I was still wet and messy from earlier.“I wasn’t finished with you,” he said against my mouth.He turned me around so I faced the van, bent me forward, and pulled my panties down to my thighs. I heard him unzip. A second later his thick cock pushed back inside me f
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-08-11
Chapter: Cinema Heat 2I was still sitting on his lap, breathing hard, when he shifted under me. His hands gripped my waist and turned me around so my back faced him. My knees pressed into the seat on either side of his legs. I felt his thick cock, still hard and wet from being inside me, rest against my ass.He pulled my hips back and rubbed the head of his cock between my cheeks. Then he pushed inside me from behind in one slow, deep thrust.I bit down on my own hand to stop the moan that tried to come out.He started fucking me from behind right there in the last row. His hands held my hips tightly as he thrust up into me. Every stroke went deep. The angle made him feel even bigger. I leaned forward and gripped the back of the seat in front of us, trying to stay quiet while he pounded me.The movie was still playing. Loud sex scenes covered most of the wet sounds we were making, but I could still hear the soft slap of his body against my ass. He kept a steady, hard rhythm, not rushing, just long deep thr
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-08-07
Chapter: Cinema Heat 1I went to the cinema alone that night. I just wanted to disappear into a dark theater for a couple of hours. The movie was one of those intense romance films with a lot of sex scenes. I picked a seat in the very last row, the farthest back corner, where almost no one ever sits.A few minutes after the lights went down, a tall Black guy sat down right next to me. He was broad-shouldered, maybe in his mid-twenties, wearing a dark hoodie. I shifted a little, surprised, but I didn’t move seats. The theater was almost empty anyway.The movie started. Soft music, beautiful people, and then the first sex scene. The couple on screen was going at it hard loud moans, skin slapping, deep thrusts. I felt my face get warm. I tried to focus on the story, but my body was already reacting.That’s when I felt his hand.It rested lightly on my thigh, just above my knee. I froze. My heart started pounding. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. He was still facing the screen like nothing was happeni
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Chapter: Back sit hard bang 2The following night Kane drove farther than usual. He left the city lights behind and took a quiet road that led into a dark wooded area. No other cars. No streetlights. Only the soft sound of the engine and the night around them.He parked under a thick group of trees and turned off the headlights. The partition was already up.“Outside,” he said simply.Clara’s heart raced. She stepped out of the car. The cool night air touched her skin. Kane walked around, took her hand, and led her a few steps away from the vehicle where the ground was soft with grass and fallen leaves.He turned her around, pushed her gently against the side of the car, and lifted her dress. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Kane freed his cock, rubbed it against her wet entrance, and pushed inside her from behind in one deep thrust.“Ahh…” Clara moaned into the night.He started fucking her in doggy style right there outside the car. One hand held her hip while the other pressed against the small of her ba
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Chapter: Part twenty-three — You CameEthan’s POVMy birthday started before the sun even finished waking up.I woke to a low hum of activity outside—nothing loud yet, just that rhythmic sound of chairs being dragged across the grass and distant voices calling out instructions. When I pulled back the curtains, I saw the transformation. My backyard looked like a movie set. Lights were being strung between the trees, and the setup was way bigger than anything I’d expected.Papa doesn't do "small." Mama always says he likes to make moments feel unforgettable. Looking at the scale of this, I guess ten was supposed to be one for the books.By the afternoon, the place was packed. The air smelled like grilled food and expensive cologne. Music was thumping, low enough to talk over but loud enough to feel. I should’ve been on top of the world. I was smiling, laughing, and shaking hands with family friends I barely knew.."Happy birthday, little man!""This is insane, Ethan!"I said all the right things. I played the part. Jules sh
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Chapter: Part twenty-two — The InvitationEthan’s POVBirthdays used to be so simple.There was a routine to it: the smell of chocolate cake, too much noise, Mama smiling until her cheeks ached, and Papa pretending he didn't care about the logistics even though he’d been planning the whole thing for a month.Now, it feels like a test. Or maybe a trap.I sat at my desk, staring at the small stack of invitation cards Mama had made. They were neat, printed on heavy paper with my name at the top. It was the kind of thing that should have made me excited, and I was technically. It just wasn't that easy, chest-bursting kind of excitement I used to have."Are you going to keep staring at them, or are you actually going to hand them out?" Jules asked, leaning over my shoulder."I’m getting to it," I said."You’ve been 'getting to it' for ten minutes, bro."I shrugged, sliding the cards into my bag. "It’s a big deal. You only turn this age once."He snorted. "It’s a party, Ethan, not a summit meeting. Let’s go."The hallway was a mess
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Chapter: Part twenty-One — Like I Don’t ExistIsabella’s POV.I saw him the second he walked through the doors.I wasn’t even looking for him. That’s the lie I keep telling myself, anyway. But my eyes have developed this magnetic pull they find him in a crowd of hundreds like it’s a reflex. Like breathing. For a heartbeat, everything felt okay again. I actually let myself believe today would be the day the air cleared. I could almost see it: him walking over, that lopsided smile on his face, a quiet "hey" that would make the last forty-eight hours feel like a bad dream.Then his eyes met mine. Just for a flicker of a second.My heart did that stupid, hopeful lift, the one I couldn't stop if I tried. And then, he looked away.He didn't just look away; he looked through me. He kept walking, his stride steady and purposeful, right past my locker as if I were part of the architecture. Just another face in the hallway.I didn't move. I couldn't. I just stood there with my hand frozen on the cold metal of my locker door, my brain tryin
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Chapter: Part Twenty — Read, Not AnsweredEthan’s POVThe night dragged on, heavy and suffocating in a way that had nothing to do with the heat.Dinner was a blur of practiced normalcy. Mama asked if the chicken was too dry; Papa mentioned something about a project at work. I played my part, nodding in the right places, offering the occasional "yeah" or "cool." To anyone looking through the kitchen window, we were just a typical family finishing a Tuesday. But my head was a thousand miles away, stuck in a loop that always ended with her face.When I finally escaped to my room, the silence felt different. It wasn't the peaceful kind of quiet you want at the end of the day; it was the kind that makes your ears ring. I shut the door, the click of the latch sounding like a final period at the end of a sentence.I collapsed onto the bed, staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling remnants of a childhood that felt like a lifetime ago."What is the problem?" I muttered to the empty air.The ceiling didn't answer.I rolle
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Chapter: Part nineteen — Something’s WrongEthan’s POVBy the time I got home, the air already felt thin.It wasn't anything I could see. The apartment building looked the same same chipped paint on the radiator, same muffled sound of the neighbor’s TV through the walls. My keys turned in the lock with that familiar, metallic click, but when the door swung open, the silence of the hallway seemed to follow me inside.I dropped my bag by the door. It hit the floor with a heavy, dead thud that echoed a little too long. The kitchen smelled like garlic and something savory—Mama’s cooking—but for the first time, the scent didn't make my stomach growl. It just felt like background noise."Mama?" I called out."In here, Ethan," she answered from the kitchen.I walked in, my movements feeling stiff and slow. She was standing by the stove, stirring a pot with one hand while the other pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She looked calm, grounded, like the world hadn't shifted on its axis since this morning. But the second she tur
Dernière mise à jour: 2026-04-22
Chapter: Part eighteen — What Mama SaidIsabella’s POVThe car ride home was suffocating. It wasn't that comfortable, easy silence where you can just lean your forehead against the glass and watch the world blur by. This was heavy—a thick, physical weight sitting right on my ribs, making every breath feel like a chore. I kept my hands locked in my lap, staring at my cuticles as if they were the most fascinating thing in the world. Anything to avoid looking at her.Mama was on the phone. Again.Usually, her work voice is just busy, but today it was sharp cold enough to draw blood. "I don’t care what the retainer is," she snapped into the receiver. "Just fix it. I want the narrative handled." She exhaled, a slow, controlled hiss of air. "No. I’ll deal with the girl myself."She clicked the phone off and tossed it onto the leather seat between us. The silence that followed was worse than the shouting."Isabella Darling."I sat up straighter, my spine hitting the seat back. "Yes, Mama."She didn't look at me with worry. She loo
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Chapter: Chapter 35*Damien*The moment Scarlett stepped out of the office, Ivy broke down.Her hands trembled as she tried to wipe her face, her voice cracking. “I just I can’t stop seeing it, Damien. Every time I close my eyes… Ana’s face, the blood”Before I could react, she stumbled forward and wrapped her arms around me. For a second, I froze, caught off guard. Her body was shaking, her clothes still damp from the rain. She looked terrified. Completely undone.I sighed quietly and pulled her closer, one hand resting gently on her back. “Hey… it’s okay,” I murmured. “You’re safe now. You hear me?”She nodded against my chest, her breathing uneven. “I didn’t know where else to go,” she whispered. “I’ve been trying to sleep but I keep waking up… I keep hearing her scream.”Her voice broke, and I felt her tears soak through my shirt.I tightened my arm around her, slow and steady, letting her calm down. “It’s over, Ivy. What happened wasn’t your fault.”She pulled back just a little, her eyes glossy and
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Chapter: Chapter 34IvyI decided to go to Damien’s house. It was raining, the kind of heavy, biting rain that made the air feel like ice against my skin. Still, I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed my bag, threw on my clothes, and pulled a cap low over my head before boarding a cab straight to his apartment.The ride felt endless, fifteen minutes stretching like hours, every second dragging as the rain hammered down on the roof. When we finally pulled into his estate, I paid the driver and stepped out. My shoes sank into puddles, my clothes already plastered to my body by the storm.The garden looked different. Maybe because it had been so long since I was here… or maybe because the air itself carried a weight tonight. Something about it felt wrong.That’s when I saw them.Two men in sharp suits, standing stiff, their posture too precise. They looked like those hot FBI agents you see in movies, the kind that don’t miss a single detail. My stomach dropped. My heart raced so fast I thought it might rip through my
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 33*Damien*I stood in my office, hands braced on the edge of the desk, staring down at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me. The amber liquid glowed faintly in the late afternoon light, but I hadn’t taken a sip. Not yet.I hadn’t earned the relief.The weight of Ana’s death still clung to the air—heavy, suffocating. Her blood was no longer on the floor, but it was everywhere else. On my conscience. In my lungs. Beneath my skin.I had failed her.And Ivy.And Scarlett.I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to steady my heartbeat that always spiraled when I thought too long about what if.What if the killer had gone after Scarlett?What if Ivy didn’t make it out?What if this was only the beginning?I hadn’t slept since the night it happened.“Sir?” Malik’s voice came from the hallway, dragging me from my thoughts. “Scarlett’s in the garden. Do you want me to keep eyes on her?”I glanced at the clock. Scarlett had said she wanted some air earlier. She needed space, and after all t
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-07-01
Chapter: Chapter 32*Damien*The Next Day“So, this is the easiest way to reach all of us at once,” I said, standing at the center of the main living space in the estate, now turned into a makeshift security hub.“We’ll tour the entire premises after lunch. That way everyone gets familiar with the layout.”After everything that happened… Ana’s death, Ivy’s tears, Scarlett’s fear I wasn’t taking any more risks. I'd doubled the security across the entire property. My wife deserved to feel safe. And I needed to feel like I could protect what mattered most.The truth was, I still felt like a monster.Ivy. That night. The sex. The chaos. The guilt.It clung to me like smoke after a fire, suffocating and unshakable. What I felt for Ivy whatever it was had morphed into a knot of shame and regret. I cared for her once, maybe more than I should have.But yesterday, when I saw Scarlett, heard her voice trembling in fear, saw her protectively cradle her stomach…It hit me.What I had with Ivy wasn’t love.It was lu
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-06-19
Chapter: Chapter 31*Ivy*Police swarmed the hotel like ants on sugar blue lights flashing, yellow tape cutting off every corridor. Investigators, medics, cameras. It was chaos. Controlled, methodical chaos.And I stood right in the middle of it, crying.Or at least… pretending to.Tears rolled down my cheeks, my body trembling like a scared little girl. I could’ve won an Oscar."The man attacked both of you?" the officer asked gently, his pen ready."Y-Yes," I mumbled, my voice cracking as I sniffled. I dabbed my eyes with a tissue Damien had handed me earlier. The officer nodded, scribbling into his notepad."He was insane," I added, shaking my head, forcing my lip to tremble like I was still shaken to the core.He glanced at his notes. "You said he was a white male, approximately 30 to 40 years old. Dressed in all black. Wielded only a knife?"I nodded quickly. "Yes. I was so scared. Ana… she tried to protect me. And he...."I broke down again, letting out a sob for good measure. “She didn’t deserve t
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 30Present Moment*Damien*The way Ivy’s voice quivered with fear hit me harder than any threat ever could. It reminded me of a truth I’d long buried beneath power and success—being a billionaire CEO of a massive company doesn’t just make me a target. It paints a red mark on the backs of everyone I care about.And now… this.The guilt twisted deep in my chest, sick and sharp. I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve done more. This never would’ve happened if I had better security, tighter control, fewer blind spots.This tragedy—Ana’s blood, Ivy’s trembling hands—it was on me.“Who was he? What’s his name?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.“I… I don’t know,” she choked out, tears cracking her voice like glass.Her pain gutted me. And worse? I knew she was trying to be strong—for me. For all of us. But it was me who failed her.I pulled her into my arms, holding her like I could somehow squeeze the fear out of her body and into mine. “It’s okay… You’re safe now,” I whispered int
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