Chapter: Using Axel's Warning And Learning To LieBrielle's POVI was hunched over the red binder, trying to reconcile the legitimate-looking Geist Verwaltungs records with the terrifying list of power brokers, when the secure terminal on the desk started beeping. It was some kinda encrypted whatever alert…And it looked kinda urgent. It wasn't a call; it was a text file, a bland-looking security notification. I read the initial jargon, my eyes already trained to look past the surface: SECURITY ALERT: Server Vulnerability Detected. HIGH PRIORITY. Focus on the integrity of the Geist Verwaltungs framework. Note that external access attempts are targeting PROTOCOL-OMEGA-11 via an unauthorized retirement-sector IP. Review old contracts for key vulnerabilities.It looked like a generic IT warning, and I almost dismissed it. But then my brain snagged on two things: Geist Verwaltungs and PROTOCOL-OMEGA-11. Those were the ghost company and the decryption file I’d just spent two weeks unearthing. No one outside of me, Richter, and maybe a
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Chapter: Coded Warning And Getting CaughtAxel's POVThe security report finally landed on my desk, and I grabbed it like it was the last life raft on the Titanic. I hadn't slept properly in days, and all I could see when I closed my eyes was Brielle's furious face as she walked out that door. The financial damage Jason was doing was bad, but the psychological damage Brielle was doing to me was total. Victor’s data was clean, concise, and incredibly alarming. It was about the burly man, the ‘landlord’ who had delivered the threat package to Brielle. Identity confirmed: Günther Hess. Retired. Affiliations: Worked primarily in transnational security details for the Vandenberg Group, 2008-2019. Now operates as freelance intelligence.The Vandenberg Group. That name was like chalk scraping down a blackboard in my family's history. They were our quiet, corporate blood-rivals from the old world—the kind of people who didn't steal money, they stole leverage.They were the ones who would burn down a house just to prove they could
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Chapter: Finding The Ghost Company And The BombBrielle's POVWeeks had passed, and the apartment was starting to feel less like a safe house and more like a prison library. I hadn't seen daylight that wasn't filtered through a tiny window in ages. The only things that mattered were German corporate law, dry financial statements, and the red binder. I was sleeping maybe four hours a night, waking up thinking about fiduciary duty and hostile takeovers. My pregnancy was starting to show, just a hint of a curve under my loose sweaters, a soft, constant reminder of what I was fighting for.Richter had only contacted me twice, both times via video chat, demanding detailed summaries of specific case sections. He was brutal; he didn’t care if I understood the jargon, only that I could recite the facts and identify the leverage points. He was hardening me, training me to see people not as family, but as corporate entities. “Sentience is a weakness, Ms. Julliard,” he’d lectured me once. “Your ex-husband is not ‘cunning.’ He is ‘destruc
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Chapter: Weaponizing The Files Against The QueenSophia's POVI spent the next day completely obsessing over that internal stamp on Henri Julliard's medical files. The anxiety was a physical weight in my chest, reminding me I was no longer playing chess; I was playing Russian roulette with the biggest corporate family in Europe. I was right about the stamp. After digging through some dusty, old private sector records I still had access to—the kind of proprietary knowledge you never erase—I confirmed it. That stamp belonged to a private research foundation established in the 1990s. The whole thing was a beautifully hidden facade, specializing in neurological trauma and long-term care for... well, for people you wanted to keep quiet and comfortable, but totally contained.And the initial funding for the foundation, the seed money, came directly from a holding company tied to the Ferdinez Group. Axel’s mother. The old woman who runs the show. I paced my living room, the expensive carpet suddenly feeling too thin. Axel’s mother, M
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Chapter: The Landlord's A Ghost, And I'm Breaking My RulesAxel's POVInsane. That was the one word to properly describe me right now. I was basically living in a self-imposed prison of good behavior, so yes, it was driving me insane. I was stuck in my stupid office, running my empire with one hand, and monitoring Brielle’s safety through encrypted text reports with the other. I told Victor to keep his distance and prioritize her safety over my need for control, and now I was paying the price in white-knuckle frustration. The reports were routine, clipped, and maddeningly vague. 2:00 PM CET: Asset arrived at designated location (Richter Residence, secure). No contact. No anomalies. 6:00 PM CET: Asset confirmed inside. Motion sensors are stable. Perimeter secure. 10:00 PM CET: Lights still on in study. The asset remains focused.“Safe and accounted for.” Tch. God, I was frustrated. Victor’s definition of success was my definition of torture. I knew where she was—in some safe house arranged by that German lawyer—and I knew she was stu
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Chapter: Choosing The Case Over My HeartBrielle's POVThe new apartment was okay, I guess.It was hidden, secure, and completely paid for by Richter’s firm, which honestly made me feel a little dirty.It was miles away from the clinic, and I was stuck here living under a fake name, just like in a spy movie—except this one was about emotional torture and tax fraud.The centerpiece of my new life was this terrifying red binder Richter had given me.Except… it wasn't just a book; it was a sarcophagus filled with secrets. It sat right on my small kitchen table, which had become my new desk, and I was spending every waking moment literally drowning in it."Drowning" is the right word because the corporate jargon felt like it was pulling me under.“A derivative contract on a leveraged buyout using the Cyprus trust as a proxy…” I mumbled, rubbing my gritty eyes at 3 AM.Even with my terrible translator app, the German documents were just noise.I kept thinking, “What the hell is a derivative? Why does everything need three layers
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Dirty Little Collections: Sins We Never Speak Of
TEASER SCENE
Her back hit the wall, legs wrapped around him as he slammed into her— deep and brutal, ripping a strangled moan from her lips.
She clawed at his shoulders, but he pinned her wrists with one hand, the other gripping her throat, controlling every gasp.
“Look at me,” he growled, fucking her harder, her pussy walls fluttered helplessly around him.
“Now come while I’m still inside you,” he ordered.
Her body obeyed instantly— shaking, gushing, and screaming. “Good little whore,” he growled, still fucking her through it, never slowing. “You’ll come again.”
And she knew she would— whether she could handle it or not.
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A collection of forbidden encounters, from ruined vows, to messy secrets, and bodies that should never touch— but did anyway.
Men who treated desire like a weapon.
Brides who forget their vows on purpose— offering their necks instead of their hearts.
Powerful men who don't ask… they take.
Every story drags you to the edge, pushing your thighs apart, and makes you watch as pleasure destroys sanity— ONE BRUTAL ORGASM AT A TIME!
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No morals.
No happily-ever-afters.
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Chapter: Chapter 8 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)His kiss deepened, his tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting me with a hunger that made my stomach flip. I pressed my body against him, feeling the hard, unyielding line of his torso and legs through the soft cotton of his shirt. The kitchen in his trailer felt smaller and warmer than it had just moments before, the air close and thick with our shared breath and the faint, lingering smell of coffee from earlier.Dimitri pulled back just enough to look at me, his dark eyes intense and focused solely on my face. "Amelia," he said, his voice low and rough, the sound of it vibrating through me. "You make me want things I should not."I swallowed, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. "What things?" I asked, my own voice barely a whisper.He did not answer with words. Instead, his strong hands gripped my hips, lifting me effortlessly onto the laminated kitchen counter. The cool surface hit the bare skin of my ass through my jeans, a brief shock that was instantly chased away
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Chapter: Chapter 7 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)I cried the whole night and the following morning.Not loud crying. Just the kind where the tears kept coming on their own, even when I tried to blink them away. I kept wiping my eyes as fast as I could, hoping no one walking past the hallway would see, but Natalia and Lizzie noticed the moment I stepped into the locker room.Natalia didn’t even let me put my bag down.“What happened? What did he do?” she demanded.Lizzie hovered behind her, softer, more worried. “Amelia, what’s wrong?”I didn’t know how to explain it. How do you tell your friends that someone went from touching you like he was starving for you… to acting like you didn’t exist a few hours later?“I don’t know,” I whispered. “I don’t know what happened. He just… changed.”Natalia folded her arms. “Well, you shouldn’t have done that with him.”My chest tightened. “Nat—”“No, I’m serious,” she said, annoyed. “He’s cold. Everyone knows he’s cold. Now you let him in your bed and what? You thought he’d turn into a boyfriend
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Chapter: Chapter 6 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)I stayed frozen for a moment after the maid left, trying to understand what Dimitri meant when he said he shouldn’t have done this. My body still felt heavy, like my bones had turned to warm jelly, but my mind was racing. I pushed myself up slowly, holding onto the blanket for balance.He didn’t help me.He didn’t even look at me.He stood by the window, his back tense, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. His shoulders moved with each breath like he was trying to hold himself together. The room was quiet except for the faint sound of traffic from outside and the soft thud of my heartbeat in my ears.I swallowed. “Dimitri…”He didn’t turn. His voice came out flat. “Your father is downstairs.”“I heard,” I said, my voice small. “But… what you said—”“We don’t have time for that right now.” He cut me off without any hesitation.I stared at him, feeling something cold gather in my chest. The same man who had touched me with so much intensity minutes ago was now speaking like
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Chapter: Chapter 5 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)His mouth was back on mine, hot and urgent, his tongue pushing past my lips without hesitation. The kiss is anything but gentle. It was rough and felt like he was claiming my insides. His hands, large and calloused, roamed over my bare back, sliding down to grip my hips and press me harder against him. I could feel the solid outline of his erection straining against his pants. I arched into him, a silent plea for more as I unconsciously grinded my hips into him.Dimitri broke the kiss, his breath ragged and hot against my cheek. He trailed his lips down the crook of my neck, nipping at the sensitive skin where my pulse thundered . I gasped, my fingers digging into the hard muscles of his shoulders, clinging to him as a wave of dizziness washed over me.“Dimitri, please,” I whispered. I did not know what I was begging for—for him to stop, for him to never stop, for the unbearable tension to break. Everything felt too intense, too much, and way too new. It was never like this with Brad.
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Chapter: Chapter 4 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)I pushed open the door to my bedroom, my heart racing a little faster than usual. The room was cozy, with my big bed in the center, pink pillows scattered everywhere, and sunlight filtering through the curtains. I dumped my books on the desk and flopped onto the bed, patting the spot next to me. “Come on, Dimitri. Sit. Let’s get this lesson started.”He stood in the doorway for a second, his broad frame filling it up, like he was deciding whether to bolt or charge in. His dark eyes locked on mine, and I swear I saw that internal fight—cold and controlled on the outside, but something wild flickering underneath. Finally, he stepped in, closing the door behind him with a soft click. He sat on the edge of the bed, keeping some distance, his books open on his lap.“Fine,” he said, voice flat. “We’ll do your stupid game. But only until you actually learn something. First question: What’s the capital of France?”I giggled, bouncing a little on the mattress. “Easy. Paris.”He sighed, but his
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Chapter: Chapter 3 Seduction 101 (Sin #1)A wave of disgust washed over me. I shoved him back hard. “You are disgusting.”He chuckled, backing up with that lazy, arrogant look I hated. “Okay, okay. But don’t come crying when I’m meeting someone else. You know you will. That’s your style.”I rolled my eyes, turning and walking away while he fiddled with his phone.Later, I waited in the car park for my dad’s driver, arms crossed over my chest. That’s when I saw him—Dimitri—sitting on a powerful-looking motorcycle, helmet on, the engine rumbling.I walked over to him. “I’m ready to go.”He shook his head, his eyes hidden by the visor. “Your driver’s over there.”“No. We’re going to the same place,” I said, stomping my feet on the ground and standing my ground.“You are not going anywhere with me.” He didn’t give me a chance to protest and he drove away leaving a cloud of dust that entered my eye. Meanie.When I finally got to my house, I was furious, but my body was humming. I stormed inside. The bike was parked outside, and my
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