A DEBT PAID IN FLESH AND SECRETS
They've called me a lot of things; Desperate, reckless and stupid.
My name is Arthur Rowen, and three months ago, my world ended. My father was murdered—skull branded on his forehead like a sick calling card, Lionel family signature marking him as a traitor. My twin brother Asher vanished the same night without a trace, like he never existed.
The police won't help because Lionel's own them.
So I did what any desperate, reckless, stupid person would do: I got myself hired at The Pit of Lust, the Lionel family's underground sex club.
The plan was simple: infiltrate, investigate, find Asher, get out.
Then Andreas Lionel noticed me.
Seven years older, dangerously beautiful, rumored to have appetites that would make a devil blush. The man who might have signed my father's death warrant. He wants me in his private suite, in his bed and under his control.
Maybe I should run and while I'm at it, I should remember why I'm here but Andreas touches me like I'm something precious, not another pretty body in his collection. Fucks me like he's trying to ruin me for anyone else, while somehow making me feel whole for the first time in my life.
The worst part? It's working and my legs are spreading with each passing night shamelessly.
I'm falling for the man who destroyed my family. My brother is still missing and my father is still dead. And I'm still lying to the one person who's made me feel alive.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold.
No one warned me it would taste like whiskey and sin on Andreas Lionel's tongue Or that I'd crave the flavor like an additive.
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Chapter: BURNING BRIDGESAsh's POVThe next night, I showed up at Andreas's private room exactly at ten PM, my stomach a knot of anticipation and dread.He was already there, sprawled on the bed this time instead of the couch, wearing nothing but black silk pants that hung low on his hips. "Punctual," he said approvingly. "Come here." He beckoned unto me.I crossed the room, my feet feeling like lead. When I reached the bed, he sat up, his hands going to the hem of my shirt, already undoing my button."Let me," he said softly. “I want you tonight.” He gently whispered into my ears then he bit my earlobe gently. “And you're going to let me.”He undressed me slowly, reverently, like unwrapping a gift. When I was finally naked, he pushed me back onto the bed, climbing over me."You're beautiful," he murmured, his hands roaming. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before."As his hands moved lower, I couldn't help but gasp as he grasped my dick through my boxers. “I'm going to kiss you.”And the
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Chapter: THE GAME BEGINSAsh's POVThe next day's performance went smoother than the first. I was finding my rhythm and how to move in ways that made them throw more money. It still felt like selling pieces of my soul, but at least I was getting better at it."You keep dancing like that, you'll be fully booked for VIP within a week," Marco said, appearing beside me as I collected bills from the stage. "Andreas's boy toy is about to become everyone's favorite.""Fuck you," I said without heat. “I'm nobody's toy boy.” I hissed.He grinned. " Tell that to Andreas, Love you too, sweetheart."I was heading to the dressing room when one of Andreas's bodyguards materialized in front of me. Big guy, shaved head, expression that suggested he could break me in half without breaking a sweat."The boss wants to see you," he said. Marco whistled low. "Someone's been a naughty boy."I flipped him off and followed the bodyguard through a maze of hallways I'd never seen before, deeper into the club's interior. We stopped at
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Chapter: SHOULD I ACCEPT?Ash's POVI made it halfway down the hallway before I had to stop and lean against the wall, my heart racing like I'd just run a marathon.What the fuck had just happened?Andreas Lionel—the man whose family had destroyed mine—had just offered to make me his private toy. The worst part, the absolute worst part, was that some traitorous corner of my brain was actually considering it.Not because I wanted to but because this was exactly the kind of access I needed. Close to Andreas meant close to information. I needed to answer about what happened to Asher, about why my father had to die.I just had to be willing to let a man touch me and maybe use me while pretending I wanted it when every cell in my body was screaming that this was wrong, dangerous, suicidal."You look like you've seen a ghost."I jerked upright. Marco was leaning against the opposite wall, watching me with knowing eyes."I'm fine," I said automatically. He leaned closer. "Sure you are. Let me guess—Andreas made you
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Chapter: THE ENCOUNTERAndreas's POVThe boy beneath my desk was talented, I'd give him that. His mouth worked my cock with practiced enthusiasm, his pretty face flushed with effort as he took me deeper. Felix had been with me for six months now—a college dropout who'd stumbled into my club looking for quick cash and ended up becoming my regular stress relief.I tipped my head backwards, the wave of passion washing over me as he flicked and rolled his tongue around the tip. He was good at what he did and also eager to please. Knew exactly how much pressure, how much suction, when to use his tongue and when to just let me fuck his throat.I leaned back in my chair, one hand tangled in his soft hair, and let the pleasure wash over me while I reviewed tonight's revenue reports on my computer. Multitasking at its finest.The door suddenly opened without a knock. Val walked in, took one look at the situation, and didn't even blink. He was used to it."We need to talk about tonight's new hire performances," he sa
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Chapter: THE AUDITIONAsh's POV“Father!”The scream tore from Asher’s throat as he rushed over to the mangled body on the floor. I’d clenched my jaw then so I wouldn’t make a sound, even as I felt like the world had ended, and I clenched my jaw now. I wouldn’t be able to forget it, probably ever, not even when all of this was over."Raine?" A woman with a clipboard called out, looking around. "Is there a Raine here?"I jerked back to reality. I was standing in line outside The Pit, San Francisco's most notorious strip club and, no doubt, that was what had brought all that pain to the forefront of my mind."Here," I said, raising my hand as I made my way up front where she looked me up and down flatly. "You're up. Don't waste Val's time."I followed her through a side entrance, my heart hammering against my ribs. Two weeks of training and I still had no idea if I could actually do this.The Pit wasn't just any club. It was owned by Andreas Lionel, and if I wanted to get close to him, if I wanted to find o
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