LOGINIRIS Usually, mornings were a chaotic mess of rushing servants, clattering breakfast trays, and orders shouted down from the grand balconies. But today was supposed to be entirely different for me. Today was my official off day, my one rare twenty-four hours to step out of this place.Late last night, while the rest of the servants' quarters was dead asleep, my phone had buzzed beneath my pillow with a direct text from Eli. My heart had done a shameless, foolish flutter reading his words. Dress up. I'll pick you up at the spot I send you tomorrow morning.I had woken up early, buzzing with a sweet, nervous energy that made me giggle aloud to myself in the quiet confines of my tiny room. I felt happy—almost dizzy with anticipation—at the thought of stepping into the outside world with him. I pulled out one of the secret packages Eli had bought for me, holding up a piece of dirty, slutty lingerie that had been hidden deep in the back of my wardrobe. It was a soft, crimson lace teddy wi
IRISEli’s large, rough hand snapped forward, snatching the official medical form from my grip before I could even draw a breath.My heart raced wildly as I watched him hold the crisp paper up to the faint moonlight pouring through the narrow hallway window. His dark eyes scanned the gold-embossed crest and his son’s sharp signature with utter disdain. He didn't tear it up. He didn't crumble it into a ball. He simply held it between two broad fingers, inspecting it as if it were a cheap piece of trash his heir had casually tossed my way."Look at this," Eli murmured, his voice surprisingly calm, filled with a deep pride rather than cold fury. "He thinks he's buying your loyalty with a piece of paper."Before I could whisper a response, Eli shoved the signed registry back against my chest, pinning it flat against my heart with the flat of his palm. His huge form surged forward, crowding into my personal space until my back hit the wooden door frame of my bedroom. The size and weight of
IRIS A towering, motionless silhouette blocked the narrow entrance to the servants' quarters, cutting off the dim hallway light and casting a long, dark shadow down the cold stone passage.My heart didn't just drop—it froze solid in my chest, every muscle in my body locking up in an instant.I had been walking on air just seconds ago, keeping my back close to the cool wall as I tiptoed through the silent, sleeping mansion. My body was still humming from the intense, shameless heat of Liam’s touch. My inner thighs were still damp and slick beneath my uniform, my pulse still wildly racing from the explosive climax he had wrung out of me on his lap. Tucked tightly against my ribs, hidden beneath the white linen of my apron, was the crisp, official Hawthorne Medical School examination form. The gold seal was signed. My future was secured. My sick brother Joseph was finally going to be saved.I was carrying my entire life in my shaking hands. But the moment I turned the sharp corner towar
IRIS The shocking heat of Liam’s hands lifting me effortlessly onto his lap made my maid uniform bunch tightly around my waist.A sharp gasp ripped from my throat as my hands instinctively grabbed his broad shoulders for support. Panic flared in my chest, but before I could scramble backward, Liam’s arms locked around my body like steel bands, holding me pinned right on top of his thighs. I could feel the thick, rigid length of his hardening cock pressing firmly between my legs through the fabric of his trousers, sending a jolt of pure, terrifying electricity straight up my spine."Master Liam, please—" I stammered, my heart thudding against my throat so hard I could barely breathe. "Someone might come in—""Shh," Liam purred into the small space between us, his bright blue eyes burning with an intense, calculated heat.He leaned his face in close, his hot breath brushing against the shell of my ear as his long fingers slowly slid beneath the hem of my bunched-up skirt."I'm not goin
IRIS The crisp parchment of the official Hawthorne Medical School examination registry crinkled tantalizingly between Liam’s manicured fingers.My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the paper. It was real. The official gold-embossed crest of the medical school gleamed under the warm desk lamp of Liam’s private study, casting a soft, golden reflection against the dark wood. My heart leaped inside my chest, hammering so violently against my chest that I was certain he could see the beating pulse jumping under the thin cotton of my collar.That single piece of paper was my golden ticket for me. It was my future, my freedom, and the only way I could ever earn enough money to pull my sick brother Joseph out of that freezing, damp orphanage.I took a slow, desperate step forward, my small, raw hand instinctively reaching out toward the light. "Master Liam... is that..."Before my fingertips could even brush the smooth, expensive edge of the registry, Liam pulled the form back with a
IRIS "Should we take this to your room?" I asked, my voice coming out like a tiny, breathless whimper as Eli straightened his body. He slowly pulled his thick cock out of my slick center, making a sharp moan tear from my throat. I stayed there on the desk for a second, my ass still tilted up in the air as his hot, remaining release slid down my inner thighs. The cold air hit my bare, sensitive skin, making me shiver. Eli chuckled low, a dark, heavy sound in his chest as he looked down at my ruined, shameless posture. "Insatiable little bad girl," he growled softly, his thumb gently wiping away a stray tear from my cheek. "It's almost morning, baby, and you need to rest. But don't you worry, I've got some little plans for us. And you're going to love it." "Oh, really?" I smiled up at him, a sweet, wicked spark in my eyes despite my trembling body. Eli leaned down and kissed me deep, his tongue sliding against mine before he helped me pull up my maid dress and adjust my messy
IRISA loud, aggressive banging on the door jarred me out of sleep. I groaned, dragging myself up to sit as Agatha’s sharp voice cut straight through the wood."Get up! Come out here right now, Iris!"My mind scrambled for a second before reality hit me. I wasn't at the orphanage anymore. I jumped
IRISThe engine roared, cutting off whatever sound I thought I heard behind me. I watched the car speed down the driveway and turn onto the private narrow road.My heart sank. Eli was gone, and I hadn't even got to look at his face.What is wrong with you? I mentally scolded myself, my face heating
ELII swore under my breath as the new girl practically fled the dining room. I had to shift my weight in my chair, trying to adjust myself for the second time that morning without my mother or wife noticing. It was pathetic. I was Eli Hawthorne. I didn't get flustered, and I certainly didn't lose
IRISI try so hard to blink my facial features to normal as an elegant woman walked into the parlor. She wore a tailored, expensive emerald dress that hugged her curves perfectly, her diamond jewelry catching the light. Her beautiful face twisted into immediate disgust the moment her eyes landed on







