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The new woman I started chatting with online was exactly what I needed. She’s the perfect excuse to forget Charlotte. She knew all the filthy things I craved, but something about her descriptions and the way she wrote “Daddy” felt dangerously close to home.I was supposed to be working. Instead I kept refreshing the dating app, waiting for her next message. The way I anticipated her message. Because of how it made my cock twitch every time. She called me Daddy without me even asking. Told me how she wanted to be choked while getting fucked from behind. How she’d let an older man breed her deep and keep every drop. I matched her energy. Told her I’d pin her down and fill her until she couldn’t walk. Sent a picture of my hand, fingers spread, no face. She replied with one of her own pictures. Soft curves. A black collar tight around her throat. The angle hid her face but something about the line of her neck made my stomach flip. I pushed the thought away and kept typing. I didn’t w

Charlotte’s POVThe older man I started chatting with online knew exactly what to say to make me wet. His dirty talk sounded too much like Sebastian, even though I told myself it couldn’t be him.I laid in bed with the lights off, phone glowing against my face. Just me and my new man against the world. I see the reason why so many girls in school are crazy about that app. This is exactly what I needed after Sebastian shut me out. His name was the first thing that popped up after I created my account. I already got wet just by reading his bio. So immediately I noticed he liked my profile, I sent the first message on a whim. Bold of me. My mom won’t believe her innocent daughter is this corrupt.I told him I wanted an older man who knew how to handle a girl who needed it rough.And he answered quickly. Good girls get rewarded. Bad ones get choked and used until they can’t walk straight. And that’s exactly what I wanted. To be pounded until I can’t walk properly.My thighs pressed

Sebastian’s POVCharlotte stopped coming to me completely after I pushed her away, and the silence was driving me insane.I missed her tight body and eager submission more than I wanted to admit.It’s been three days. Three days of nothing. No brushes in the hallway. No short skirts. No late-night texts that made my cock ache. The house felt too quiet. Too normal. I missed having her sneak up on me. I buried myself in work, answered Stacy’s calls about company dinners, and played the good husband. But every time I closed my eyes I saw Charlotte bent over my desk, skirt flipped up, pussy dripping while I fucked her like I hated how much I needed her.I tried to fight it. Sat in my office with the door locked, staring at spreadsheets until I got tired and retired to bed.My cock didn’t care. It reminded me of every memorable time I had with her. Such a sweet girl. My cock was hard and heavy, pressing against my zipper until I finally gave in.The tablet was right there. I opened her h

Charlotte’s POVSebastian told me never to touch him again after Auntie Maria caught us, but the emptiness without his cock was driving me crazy.I couldn’t stay away even if I tried. Ever since I ate the forbidden fruit, it became very difficult to resist my step daddy. It would have been better if he didn’t make me see how great he fucks the day he disvirgined me.For three whole days I regretted why I made that promise. I tried to let go. I really did. I walked past his office without stopping. Wore normal clothes. I kept my hands to myself. But every night the desire came back worse. My body still remembered exactly how good it felt him fucking me while being married to my mom.The way he slaps my ass like I was under a punishment. The growl in my ear when he lost control. Nothing else came close. Not my fingers. Not the porn videos I watched to hold myself together.I was beginning to look like an old sex deprived woman, that made me restless and mean.I caught him alone in th

Maria’s POVI walked into the storage room to look for an old art work Stacy had asked me to dust, but instead I found Mr. Sebastian buried deep inside his own stepdaughter, her legs wrapped around him like she’d die without it.The sight rooted me to the spot. Charlotte’s back arched violently against the wall, her skirt hiked up around her waist exposing everything, mouth stretched open in a silent scream of pleasure as his big hand clamped tightly over her lips.They didn’t even notice me when I walked in.His pants were down, I could see everything. The wet sounds, the smell of sweat and sex, the way her nails dug into his shoulders. It was raw. Desperate. Wrong in every way.I wanted to scream. Or drop the basket and run to Mrs. Stacy. Instead I just stood there, heart hammering so loud I thought they’d hear it. Charlotte’s eyes flew open first. Wide. Guilty. Sebastian turned his head slowly, like he didn’t want the moment they were having to end. His face went pale under the fl

Charlotte’s POVAuntie Maria overheard me talking dirty to Sebastian on the phone, but instead of running to tell Mom, she gave me a warning that only made me want him more.I just hope she won’t be a snitch because she loves mom so much. She found me in the laundry room the next morning, folding towels and some clothes. Her face was tight. I couldn’t tell if she was angry or not. “Miss Charlotte,” she said quietly, closing the door behind her. “I heard you on the phone yesterday. With him. What you’re doing… it’s going to destroy this family. Please. Stop before it’s too late.”I felt my cheeks burn. Part of me wanted to shrink. The other part, the one that had learned to take what it wanted while Mom was always gone, stood up straighter. “It’s not like that, Auntie Maria. You don’t understand.”She gave me a long look. You know that type of I know too much look. “I see how you look at each other. How you dress for him. Be careful. There are some things you can’t take back.”“Auntie

Elliot’s POVThe news came at 9:20 AM.Laurent publicly announced he was withdrawing all claims against Scott.“Art Critic Laurent Beaumont Withdraws All Claims Against Rising Artist Scott McAllen. For personal reasons best known to him.”I read it three times, my thumb kept hovering over my iPad screen, like I didn’t trust what my eyes was seeing. Scott’s face flashed in my mind, he must be feeling relieved right now after seeing this news.“He deserves to be happy.” I was talking to myself. Then Jayden burst into my office, and that smile died fast.“Sir, I sense something fishy here,” he said, dropping into the chair across from my desk without waiting for permission. “Look Jayden, Laurent backed off. And he did that publicly.. That’s what we wanted, right?”“Laurent doesn’t look like a man who’d do such. Something is wrong.” He shook his head, i have never seen a friendship so genuine like that of Jayden and Scott. “For a man as deadly as Laurent?” “…nah, something is not clea

Scott’s POVMy phone rang over and over but I was too tired to pick it up. Then a message came at 2:17 AM.I dragged my phone with sleepy eyes, to know what the message was all about. Unknown: You have 48 hours left. Leave Zenex and Elliot. Or you won’t be able to show your face in the whole of Brooklyn.My chest tightened so fast I had to sit up and breathe through it as I stared at those words. Sleep disappeared from my eyes, the worst part is I can’t call anyone at such an ungodly hour. So I kept tossing myself in bed until early in the morning.Immediately I saw the sun rise, I called Jayden. “I got another threat message,” I said the second he picked up. “48 hours, Jayden. I’m running out of time.”“Good thing we’re not running out of plans then.” His voice had confidence in it. “Come to my place, before you go to work. We’ll end this today.”By the time I got to Jayden’s apartment, he had a whole wall covered in sticky notes and printouts, looking like a detective from some

Elliot’s POV“Sir, you need to see this. Right now.”Jayden walked into my office without knocking, holding a folder clutched to his arm. My assistant trailed behind him, apologizing frantically, but I waved her off.“This better be important,” I said, standing from my desk.“It’s about the rival company's photos. The ones that supposedly showed Scott meeting with our competitors.” He dropped the folder on my desk and spun it toward me. “They’re fake. Completely fake.”“Someone photoshopped them.”I stared at the evidence. My stomach dropped. “How? They look real to me.”Deep down I wanted the photos to be real because if it wasn’t, this would be the second or third time I accused Scott wrongly without trusting him. Without giving him a chance to explain. “Sir, the location data shows those photos nowhere near the restaurant they claimed…. “ He walked to my couch and sat down. “I also checked the security footage from the building and guess what ?” “Scott was never there that night.

Scott’s POVThe pounding on my door almost gave me a heart attack. I’d bet Laurent has sent his tugs.“Scott! Open the door, it’s me!” Jayden’s voice, high and frantic.I yanked the door open and he stumbled in, his hair was a mess, and his breathing was fast like he’d been running.“Someone was in my apartment,” he said, breathing hard. “Last night. After I left your apartment.”My stomach dropped. “Wait! What? Are you okay? Did they hurt you?”“I wasn’t awake when it happened, I was in my living room when my door creaked open.” He dropped on my couch, rubbing his face with both hands. “Then I checked but I didn’t see anyone, so I went back to bed afterwards. Only to wake up this morning and…”“And what? Say something.” I was already panicking.“Well, I woke up staring at the mess they made.”He looked up at me, and I saw fear in his eyes. “The folder, Scott. Priya’s folder. The evidence on Laurent. It’s gone.” He continued.I adjusted my sitting position, like my legs suddenly froz

Jayden’s POVMy hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped my phone.“Pick up,” I whispered, pacing my living room like a madman. “Pick up, pick up, pick up.”Three rings. Four. Five. Then… “Who is this?” It was a woman’s voice. She answered with a cautious, unsettled tone.“It’s Jayden. Scott’s friend. I got your email address from…. look, that doesn’t matter. I need to talk to you about Monsieur Laurent.”“How did you find me?” she said. “I disappeared for a reason.”I sat down slowly, trying to be careful and convincing with my words. “Because I’ve been asking questions. And I think you’re the only person who can help me.”I expected her to hang up. Instead, she laughed. A tired, bitter laugh.“Mr…. Jayden…” She said, “I have been waiting eight months for somebody smart enough to call me.”“Let’s meet up. Pick a location safe for you and let me know.” I summoned courage to tell her exactly why I called. “ It’s high time we put Laurent in his place.”Her name was Priya. She used to

Victoria’s POV“Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally the trash is out of the bag.”I smiled remembering how Scott stormed out of Elliot’s office. I lifted my wine glass and watched the bubbles dance before taking another slow sip.Scott McAllen is finished. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could finally breathe.He looked broken. Such a great sight to behold. That was exactly what I wanted. If I pull a few strings Elliot will not want to see Scott ever again.I sat back in my chair, relaxed with my legs crossed, tapping my perfectly manicured nails on the desk. At last. After months of watching that artist boy crawl under Elliot’s skin, he was finally leaving. Elliot had refused to help him. That refusal would make my plans work. The rift was widening just as I imagined. And soon, Elliot would have no one left but me.A small smile curved my lips. “So that’s all it took, to make them fight.” I whispered to myself.I have always wanted him. His money. His power. His name, his commanding