Chapter: Not so specialI woke up with a lump in my throat.It had been there before I even opened my eyes — this pressure, sitting somewhere stupid and irrational in my chest, this giddy thing that made it hard to swallow. I lay there for a second. I knew what it was. I wasn't going to name it.I got up and made breakfast.The sandwich came together on autopilot — fast, light, I had to get to work — and I was halfway through it when Nathan's voice popped into my head completely unprompted: "my brother makes the best sandwiches, have you tasted my brother's sandwich?" His face when he'd said it. That ridiculous, unselfconscious pride.And then Kai, dry as ever: "He didn't include it in his resume."I looked at the bread in my hands.There's no way he'll want this. I mean — he's an entire billionaire. He has chefs. Imported ones, probably, people who trained somewhere expensive and Parisian and nothing like my kitchen. This sandwich would taste like flavored dust to him. It was a stupid idea, I don't even kno
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Chapter: The Silver WatchIt made sense not to leave tonight. I won’t say I wasn’t hesitant — it was too deep into the night to wander out there anyway. But tomorrow… tomorrow I would leave. I looked up at him. He was still blocking the exit, one hand resting on the door, holding it shut. I had practically gotten out of house arrest only to get arrested again in Kai’s room. “Fine,” I said, my shoulders dropping in defeat. I walked over to the couch, sat down, and took off my shoes, then my pants. I lay quietly, resting my head on the pillow as I watched him climb into his massive bed wearing only underwear. He was shirtless. I don’t understand him. Today he was chasing me out of his room, tomorrow he was insisting I stay. I shut my eyes, completely exhausted from the day’s activities. It had been an entire roller-coaster — surprises packed and hidden into every single minute. I tried to sleep, but the only thing I could think about was Mum. The last time I saw the doctor, he had told me about the new treatme
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Chapter: Dark FateMy body shook violently in his arms, legs spread apart as I watched my own cum drip down from his muscular torso, sliding slowly over his abs. My hands were wrapped tightly around his neck and the muscles of his back. Suddenly hyper-aware of the intimacy, I loosened my grip. It was embarrassing. I didn’t know how to adjust to this — that I would do all of this and then have to look him in the face tomorrow, and the day after. In the bar, I never had to see the same customer again after a one-night stand. But now, I would be forced to do this again and again with him — sharing the same breath, being seized into hot kisses, and having him pump load after load into my ass. And yet… it felt good. I hated admitting it. Maybe it’s just the weather and hormones. I usually get like this sometimes. “So fast?” he said in that deep, seductive voice, his warm breath brushing the shell of my ear. “I was only getting started.” He carried me to the bathtub. The bathroom was unrealistically large.
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Chapter: Please SirHe caressed my face with his thumb, rubbing his cum in slow, deliberate circles across my skin before pushing it into my mouth. “That was fun,” he said, his voice edged with deep satisfaction and pleasure. I couldn’t look up at him. I also couldn’t push him away. This was exactly what I had signed up for — to be his sex slave. He would have me wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted, and however he wanted. It didn’t matter how I felt about it. He finally released my face from his grip, letting me fall back onto the bed. I was already slumped, tired and exhausted. He got up and made his way to the bathroom. My body ached. My knees trembled as I lay shamelessly on his bed, legs spread apart, used and broken. I couldn’t explain why I was folding this much — begging, crying, shaking. The thought jolted me with shame and embarrassment. I was almost pissed off. Annoyed with him, but mostly with myself. Yet I couldn’t control it. Kai’s dominating aura, his hands, his voice, his build, his
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Chapter: Wet DesiresKai’s hands were rough against my skin—calloused palms scraping over my ribs like he wanted to brand me, to devour every inch of flesh until nothing was left unmarked. He wasn’t gentle. He gripped my waist hard enough to leave bruises, squeezing the flesh of my ass with both hands as he lifted me clean off the ground. My legs dangled uselessly in the air, toes barely brushing the floor. God, he was so strong. The thick, heavy length of his cock dragged along the cleft of my ass through the thin fabric of his pants, hot and insistent, sending electric shivers racing up my spine.He felt the way my body reacted and grinned against my mouth—dark and predatory. Even through layers of clothes, the rigid heat of him made my thighs twitch and my hole moist..With one aggressive shove, he threw me onto the bed. I bounced once on the mattress, breath knocked out of me, before he was already ripping his own clothes off. The sound of fabric tearing filled the dim back room—shirt buttons scatt
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Chapter: Mr saviour.The man pulled the diamond ring up high, holding it for everyone to see. The entire table gasped audibly. I felt my blood run cold, draining from my face all the way down to my feet. How could— how is that possible? I stared wide-eyed at the spectacle that had just been pulled from the breast pocket of my suit. I was completely at a loss for words. “You can never really trust these peasants,” the grey-headed woman spat. “A snake may shed its skin, but its venom remains.” She spoke like she was hinting at something else — at someone else in the room. “It was right beside me,” Lieutenant Vance pressed a hand to his chest, his voice climbing with genuine distress. “I would have assumed I’d misplaced it somewhere. My God — if my wife had heard… our wedding ring—” He shook his head. For a man who dined with government officials and made decisions that affected real people, he was remarkably close to tears over a piece of jewelry. I couldn’t just stand there and accept the blame. I di
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