LOGINCeleste's POV My hand gripped his shirt, pulling him closer as I captured his lower lip. His palm slid from my waist to my ass, clutching it firmly, fingers pressing into the tender flesh and igniting sparks of pleasure straight to my cunt. Slowly, I moved my leg back and he followed until the back of my knees hit the couch. I hummed against his mouth, savoring the faint trace of wine lingering on his tongue. Then he pulled away, his heavy breath brushing my cheeks as he tried to part my legs with his hand. Instantly I closed them playfully, trapping his hand between my thighs. His gaze locked with mine, dark and blazing with desire. “Zane… I’m still sore,” I whispered, struggling to steady my breath. I saw how desire was swirling in his eyes. “I wanna fuck you so bad, I’m—” His voice faltered as he took my hand, with our eyes locked he guided it down to his cock. The thick length filled my palm instantly through the thin fabric of his pants. God, he was
Celeste's POV Pulling the pillow closer to my chest, I moaned softly. “Mm... let me be, Zane,” I whispered. “I miss you. You have been sleeping for hours now,” he whined, and I couldn't help the heavy sigh that slipped past my lips before I turned to look at him. He sat at the edge of the bed, gently brushing my hair with his fingers. “It's just a few hours, and you can't even let me have my own peace,” I said with a pout as I slowly sat up. “Don't blame me. I'm just a man who's crazy about you.” My lips twitched at his words as I stretched my hand forward, and a low yawn escaped my lips. “Come on, you need to eat,” he added, and that was when I noticed the food platter beside him. My gaze narrowed at him. “I hope this isn't one of your tricks to make me eat, and then you will—” I didn't get to finish my words before he burst into laughter. I stared at him as though he had gone insane. “What do you take me for?” he asked, and I rolled my eyes. “You're a beast, Zane. I d
Arden's POV My gaze flicked to the door, my brow knotted in confusion. “I didn’t request anything.” As soon as the words left my lips, the sharp voice beyond the door cut in. “A package for Master Colt, asking to deliver it to your floor.” My lips parted in surprise as I darted my gaze to Colt. “It must be the DNA report, hold on.” I blurted and I watched him stride to fetch the documents. He returned with an envelope. “Arden, don’t you find it strange that your power is flaring all of a sudden? We both know this isn’t about the full moon,” he said with a stiff expression before slumping on the couch. The corner of my lips curved faintly. Even I didn’t buy the notion that it was the full moon, yet I had no clue why this was happening. “So what’s your point?” I asked, and before he could reply, I cut in. “Besides, plenty of suspicious things have been unfolding in this house.” Though the power shift pressed heavily on my chest, I couldn’t burden him with what ha
Colt's POV Walking down the hallway, my stride froze when a notification chimed like a sudden bell. Sliding my phone out, the name of my assistant glowed on the screen. Swiping the answer button. “Good morning, Dr. Colt. A report just came in that needs your urgent attention.” Her words lifted my brow slightly. “Was it from Cole, the medical laboratory scientist?” I asked. Silence lingered for a few seconds before she cleared her throat. “Yes, boss, it’s written on the package.” She said calmly. I pinched the bridge between my brows because if I went to the hospital and returned, it might consume more time, so… “Bring it to my place. Just give it to one of the guards at the entrance and have them deliver it to Arden’s floor.” I murmured, and she hummed before I ended the call. Sliding my phone into my pants pocket, I strode to the elevator and straight to Arden’s floor. I already knew when he usually left the house and when he returned. Even though everyon
Zane's POV (The next morning…) Even after she allowed me to clean her up and she had another orgasm in the process, she drifted into sleep. And when I tried to make another move, she struck my head and slept off. My lips curved faintly as I watched her face buried against my chest, her steady breath brushing my skin like a soft breeze. My finger swept her hair aside before I leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Unexpectedly, she stirred and nestled closer, her hand clutching my bare chest. "Morning," my husky voice rumbled, and she only hummed. “Morning,” she whispered, and a smile spread across my face. “It’s getting late. Won’t you rise and prepare for the day?” I asked, but she sighed without a word. My lips twitched as I eased her hand away slowly. She instantly hugged a pillow to her chest. My lips twitched with betrayal. As soon as I left, she replaced me without hesitation. “Beanie…” The word barely escaped my lips when she waved m
Celeste's POV I barely moved two feet when his hand wrapped around my waist, stopping me. “Okay, I’m sorry. I gave you food because I knew you might be famished.” His low voice made me press my lips together tightly, trying not to blush at his words. “I’m not angry. You fed me, and I’m glad you did,” I replied smoothly, but he just turned me around to face him. “Really? Can you now feed me too? I’m hungry.” He whispered, his eyes guiding mine to the bulge in his brief. Screw me, Zane was insane. Oh, I thought Arden was the monster, but him? “Zane, we just—” I didn’t finish my words when he pecked my lips. “Please, I will be gentle and fast about it.” A heavy sigh slipped my lips because what the heck were gentle and fast doing in the same sentence? I shouldn’t have accepted this, yet my nipples hardened as the air between us thickened, and he pecked the corner of my lips again. “Please, huh,” he said in a soft whisper. His breath was warm against my
~Celeste's POV~ “Come here.” My brow knitted together as I sucked in a sharp breath. “I promise I didn't mean to peek or watch any of this,” I murmured, trying to convince him so he would let me leave. However, the sight of this full-grown man standing in front of me with such a hard, gigantic
Celeste. Thank goodness, a few maids were already waiting for my arrival. They carried my baggage while the grumpy man had already marched into the house. My lips twitched at the sight of the mansion that screamed wealth. I didn’t linger on the details. After all, I never admired such things.
Celeste. I didn’t spend Saturday at home. And I definitely didn’t spend it at my mother’s wedding either. Instead, I stayed with Anna, flipping through old campaign catalogs because there was no way I would pretend to be the devoted daughter of a woman who didn’t care one bit about how I felt.
Celeste. When I got home, every bone in my body felt stiff from all the posing, and encountering my mother was the last thing I wanted right now. So I tried to tiptoe through the living room. However, luck clearly wasn’t on my side because her voice thundered across the house, freezing me in pla







