HIS MUSE, HIS MADNESS
This story contains mature themes, explicit romantic content, power imbalance, and emotionally intense situations. It is intended for readers 18+ ⚠️
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"What do you do when the man who ruined your life becomes the only thing you can't stop thinking about?"
It started with a slap and ended with my life in shambles.
The media painted me as the villain. My scholarship? Gone. My future? Shattered.
Now Thomas Knights—billionaire, music god—is a walking red flag, and the reason my life fell apart.
But his father? He is more brutal and has me backed into a corner.
He offered me a deal: become Thomas's personal assistant, and all my problems would disappear. But there's a catch; I need to spy on his son and report back to him.
Yet, their world is ruthless, glamorous, and full of secrets. And Thomas is a destructive taboo, a controlling menace, and completely untouchable. Worse, he sees straight through me.
And every day I'm with him, the line between duty and desire blurs. Every secret I learn pulls me deeper into his orbit.
The real question isn't whether I'll take the deal.
It's whether I'll survive what it demands of me.
This isn't a love story. It's a game of survival, obsession, and ruin. And I don't know who will go down first—him or me?
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Chapter: CHAPTER FOUR- The fall |Thomas|A famous IG influencer gags between my thighs, eyes stinging, and lips smudged with lipstick. I hum to the sensation, smoke puffing out of my lips.She raises her head, and I clench my teeth. "Do you want the deal or not?" My voice comes out flat. She nods, trying to look seductive. "Then suck and swallow."I lean back, observing her eager compliance. So dumb. A notification chimes on the armrest—a notification from my burner account flares across the screen.Another trolling, perhaps. A smirk plays on my lips as I tap the screen.The first sentence of the post slams me in the face. "Scholarship Student Fires Back at Billionaire Singer for Harassment: 'He groped me first!'"Is she insane? She dares to fight back? My jaw locks. I shove the influencer, my fingers flying across the screen to the comment section, a hot, sharp fury burning beneath my fingertips. "Is everything alright?" The whore between my legs asks. "Get out," I s
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREE- The rage |Ever|Oh. My. God!My lungs freeze. The air in my room turns cold.I reread the headline, and my gaze lingers on four words."Billionaire. Singer. Thomas. Knights."The name howls inside my skull. The man from last night. The Rolex. The tuxedo—A scream escapes my lips, and my phone slips from my numb fingers, thudding against the carpet.I'm fucking screwed. "Sweetie, is everything okay?" My father yells from below the stairs. "Yes," my voice comes out too high. I clear my throat. "Uh- A bug. It just... flew right on my face."A beat of silence passes. I hold my breath. "Aw, you're such a baby. When you're done, come down for breakfast, okay? I made delicious waffles.""Okay, Dad," I call back, my voice straining at the edges. I can't let him know. My hands clamp over my mouth, stifling the scream that wants to tear out of me again. It'd kill him.He'll worry about me, and I don't want that for his health. With trembling hands, I snatch my p
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO- The blip |Thomas|My jaw still aches. A dull, persistent throb that reminds me of the insult I endured last night. "Little," she'd called my balls. A smirk tugs at one part of my lips, and my rod tightens. Her audacity had been almost... refreshing.Until the rage I had felt when I heard the whispers return. Who the hell does that attention-seeking whore think she is? She dared to raise her palm at me?Dotted rays of sunlight skim through the window onto the table across, and a scoff escapes my throat. I grab my phone from the table and dial. "Is the location for the video shoot ready?" I say into the phone, leaning back into my chair. I need to get that ugly incident at the party behind me as soon as possible. "Yes, sir," a male voice replies, "but we have a problem."My jaw tightens."What is it?""The incident at the party last night is blowing up despite your efforts, and there's a handful of reporters seeking to speak with you concerning—"I don't
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE- The Clash |Ever| My palm cracks across his cheek before I even realize I've moved. "Fucking pervert!" A few gasps ripple around us, and the lights swim in my direction, fracturing the smug face in front of me into a hundred glittering pieces.The smell of expensive perfume mixed with champagne wafts into my nostrils, threatening to spill the bile from my throat. I swallow it back instantly. But the man before me doesn't move. His cold eyes linger on mine, hands in his pocket, as an uneasy laugh slips from his lips."Next time you grab my butt again, that'd be the end of your fucking little balls!" I snap—a little too loud—at the towering man before me.Something about him feels unnervingly familiar; his expensive Rolex and the sharp edge of his tailored tuxedo stand out, but I don't stop to think. The feel of his palm on my ass twists in my stomach as a fresh wave of nausea rises. I turn away, my gait a little unsteady, the floor spinning just s
Last Updated: 2025-12-17
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