LOGINEthan stared at the knife that had just fallen from Serena's nightgown onto the sheets right between them his eyes wide with surprise and questions already forming on his lips.The sharp blade glinted under the lamp and he reached out one hand but Serena moved faster than he expected.She did not want him asking anything about that knife..not now, not ever.Before he could speak she snatched the knife from the sheets and held it up smiling like it was all part of a naughty plan.With quick slices she tore into her own nightgown, ripping the fabric apart in long messy strips that fell away from her body exposing her big soft tits with hard nipples and her smooth shaved pussy.She made sure it looked like she had brought the knife just for this, tearing more and more until she stood there completely naked in front of him, her curves on full display and the torn pieces of cloth scattered on the floor.Serena pushed Ethan back hard onto the bed and climbed right on top of him straddling h
The knife sat cold against Serena's thigh, hidden beneath the thin fabric of her nightwear.She moved down the hallway toward Ethan's room with the kind of quiet patience that came naturally to her, unhurried, deliberate, and already three steps ahead of whatever conversation was about to unfold.Killing him wouldn't be difficult, she'd already decided that much earlier in the night.He was soft in all the ways Damien wasn't, trusting in the ways that made a person easy to get close to and easier still to end.All she needed was an opening, one quiet moment, and it would be over before he even understood what was happening.She pushed his door open without knocking, and he looked up from where he sat on the edge of his bed, and the second his eyes landed on her, something in his face crumpled."Lily," he said, voice already thick, "I've been wanting to talk to you all night."She stepped inside, closing the door softly behind her, and said nothing, just watched him the way she'd learn
The office door clicked shut behind them, and the second she was out of Mr Blackwood's earshot, Damien's calm composure walked up to her and cracked wide open."What the hell happened in there?" he demanded, rounding on her the moment they hit the hallway.Serena kept walking, unbothered, her heels clicking a steady rhythm against the marble. "That was me handling your father. You're welcome.""Handling him?" Damien caught up in two strides, stepping in front of her so she had no choice but to stop. "That's not handling anything, that's insane.""There's a difference." She tilted her head, studying him with the kind of amusement that made his jaw tick. "You should try it sometime, might do wonders for that permanent scowl.""Do not," he said, voice dropping low, "make jokes right now.""I'm not joking. You look like a man who hasn't smiled since middle school." She stepped around him, resuming her walk down the hallway, and he was forced to follow, which clearly irritated him even mor
The office smelled like leather and old money, the kind of smell that made people sit up straighter without even realizing they were doing it.Serena watched Damien and Ethan do exactly that the second they stepped through the door.Mr. Blackwood was already seated behind his desk, hands folded, eyes cold, and the air in the room shifted the moment he looked up at his sons."Sit," he said, and it wasn't a request.Damien sat first, spine straight, jaw already tight like he knew what was coming.Ethan followed, slower, his eyes flicking nervously between his father and his brother.Serena stayed near the door a second longer than necessary, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold like it was a play she'd already read the script to.Mr. Blackwood leaned forward slightly, and when he spoke, his voice carried the weight of a man who had built an empire out of other people's fear. "I sent both of you to secure an arrangement with men who could reshape the trajectory of this family for the
Serena spun around fast, ready to face Damien, but it wasn't him standing there, and her whole body deflated in one long breath.It was Ethan, wearing that same guilty, wide-eyed look he always wore when he knew he'd done something wrong, and she didn't even try to hide her irritation as she rolled her eyes at him."Oh, Ethan," she said, dragging his name out flat and dry, mimicking the exact tone Lily would never actually use because Lily didn't know how to be that cold to him, not even when he deserved it.Ethan stepped closer, his hands raised slightly like he was approaching something that might bite.He started talking fast, the words tumbling over each other. "Lily, you have to hear me out, I am so sorry, I did not mean to run off like that, the whole tension in that room was too much, we had a plan to get you out safely, I swear."Serena didn't blink or soften, she just watched him with the kind of boredom that made people nervous.She cut him off before he could build any more
The kiss was raw, hungry, and filled with dangerous fire.Serena had intended it only as a distraction, but Damian grabbed her with surprising strength, pulling her roughly onto his lap despite the fresh wound in his leg.Their mouths moved together with urgent need. His tongue invaded hers possessively as his large hands roamed her body.He squeezed her breasts firmly through the thin fabric, thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples, drawing a low, involuntary sound from her throat.Damian groaned into her mouth, deepening the kiss even more.His hand slid down her stomach, fingers teasing the waistband of her pants, clearly intending to slip between her thighs and find her heat.The passion between them burned hot and reckless. But Serena suddenly pulled back, breaking the kiss with a sharp breath.Her eyes were cold and calculating. “Where is Mr. Blackwood?” she demanded, voice flat and icy.Damian blinked, still dazed from the intensity of the kiss, his hands lingering on her hi
Lila's POV “Look who called today, pussyyy!” JoJo’s voice blasted from the screen before his face even popped up.I burst into laughter. He was leaning against some neon-lit wall, the strobes from a club bouncing across his dark shades like he thought he was a celebrity. “JoJo!” I grinned, instant
Lila's POV “Hey, Lila, wakey-dokey! You’re late!” Ethan’s voice roared up the stairs, exaggerated and playful, like he was a stand-up comedian trying to get the audience to clap.I groaned into my pillow, smiling despite myself. Only Ethan could make laziness feel like an event. By the time I drag
Lila Sinclair's POV I stared at my reflection in the mirror, hardly recognizing the girl in front of me. The soft curls Ethan had fixed in my hair bounced over my shoulders, my dress hugged my body in all the right places, and the light makeup made me look like I belonged to this mansion, like I’d
Ethan Blackwood's POV“Can you let me spend at least one damn day at home before blowing up my phone?” I groaned, holding the phone to my ear as I sprawled across my bed, one hand tugging lazily at my damp hair.On the other end, Jared’s laugh was smug. “Bro, stop pretending like you don’t miss me.







