LOGINPearlI was losing my mind already and I had no doubt that I was going to have one hell of a room spin when I finally had it. "I'm going to come... Please.""You don't get to beg me," he said, his breaths were coming out labored. Well, they should. It wasn't easy pounding a woman that way and not expecting to heave. "You get to take the brunt of my dick and keep your your cool until I say it is over.""But I can't."And I was right. I couldn't. Because that feeling returned and it was even stronger than the last one. I didn't bother telling him that I was going to come. I knew what he was going to say. And I really wanted to feel myself squirt because it had been so long. So I let the feeling take over. My fingers scratched the surface of the table as my body fell into the influence of the spasm. My legs began to shake, and as Zander kept hitting me from behind, I swear it was like a fucking earthquake in that room. I cried out as my pussy contracted and hit with
Pearl I nodded in agreement. “Good.”We were silent again. But it didn't feel heavy this time. It was sharp and focused, like every fucking thing had ended up narrowing in one direction. “If they’ve been doing this for a year,” I said slowly, “then this isn’t just about money.”“It is always about money, then something else.”“There is logistics.”“Yes.”“There is movement.”“Yes.”“And there's cover.”He looked at me. “Exactly.”“This has everything to do with the shipment,” I said.“It always did.”“And whoever is behind this..”“Knows exactly what your father was trying to expose.”Yeah, Zander wasn't wrong when he told me that it was about to get deeper. “Then we are not just digging into finances,” I said. “We’re also going to be considering motives.”“Yes.”“And whoever this is, They’re not going to like being exposed.”Zander got to his feet. “Well, that is the whole point.”I looked up at him.“And what if they come after us first?”He stepped closer, closing the distance
Pearl“Let me see,” I said.Zander slid the phone across the table.I looked at it and scanned the entries one more time. And this time, I did it much slower. Took me meticulous time. There were dates, transfers, and amounts. They were small wbought to avoid calling attention. But the consistency was there to mean something. Then I saw it again. That name. The one that carried the authorization tag. It was repeated a couple of times. I wasn't happy with what I was seeing. “You’re sure this isn’t just careless accounting?” I asked, even though I already knew what the answer would be. “No one in that room is careless when it comes to money money," he stated. “Then it must be on purpose.”“Yes.”I breathed out and leaned back. “Who signs off on these?”“That depends on the kind of transaction,” he said. “But this one,” he tapped the screen once, and the pattern highlighted, “goes through the same internal clearance.”“Which means one person.”“Or someone with access to that clearan
PearlI folded my arms across my chest. “And is that supposed to reassure me?”He scoffed. “Actually, it is supposed to prepare you.”“Prepare me for what?”“For the part where we start forcing things out into the open.”“Was that what tonight was all about?”“That was step one.”“What about step two?”He looked at me for a beat then he turned and reached for his phone which was on the table. "We follow the first crack.""What crack?" I asked. He unlocked the phone, scrolled, and turned it to face me. There was a name I saw, then transaction log containing numbers, dates, and transfers. Well, it didn't make any sense to me at first, until it did. My heart fell right to my stomach. “Wait, are these…” I trailed off, as I stepped closer. “Club funds,” he finished for me. "Yes."“And where are they moved to?”“Those accounts are called shell accounts,” he said. “These are small amounts, and you will notice that they are spread out so that it makes it easy for one to miss unless you kn
Pearl Tell you what, sleep did not come easy at all. It was there, teasing me, licking my consciousness, reminding me how bad I needed it, but everytime I thought that I was close to it, my mind would jump awake again. Fully sober like I had no control over my my body and mind and soul put together. Faces and voices and words, I saw and heard. Did you use me? I needed confirmation. I turned to my side, and stared up at the the ceiling. The cabin that I was in was so quiet it felt like it was alive but holding its breath. Beside me, Zander didn't move. Like some log of wood. He had one arm under his head, while the other was on his chest. “You’re not sleeping,” I said quietly and waited. Then he said, “That makes two of us.” I exhaled and sat up so that I was leaning back against the headboard. Moonlight escaped through the curtains, and fell across the floor in silver lines. “We need to talk about it.” He was silent for a while before he he turned his head to look at
Pearl By the time night fell, the air felt different. Thicker almost, like the world itself knew something was about to shift..Zander didn’t say much on the drive over. Hell , he didn't say anything at all. The only thing I got was one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his thigh, in a manner that was calm and controlled. Too controlled if you asked me. I watched him in the dark reflections of the window. He didn't wear any teasing smirk this time, and there were no suct edges either. Just a steely expression I just knew couldn't mean anything good. When we pulled up, the building looked the same as it always did, but tonight it felt like a courtroom,or more accurately, a battlefield.Inside, the atmosphere was tight. Conversations were low and clipped the minute we walked in. Men stood in clusters, shoulders squared, with tension humming beneath the surface.The moment Zander walked in, the energy shifted. Spines straightened,voices dropped, and eyes followed. They focused
Pearl I didn’t know what I expected when Zander told Hawk to move, but it sure as hell wasn’t the suffocating silence that followed. It seemed to spread all around us, and I hated that it carried a message along with it. The silence wasn't normal or boring, it was the kind that meant someone was
Pearl I was a vibrating wire of nerves and leftover lust, and you just had to believe me when I said it wasn't a nice feeling. The second Zander’s footsteps retreated down the hall and probably behind Vienna, I scrambled away from the door, my mind racing faster than my pulse. I had maybe sixt
Pearl I woke up to a body that felt like it had been through a beautiful, carnal war. Every time I shifted under the silk sheets, a new ache bloomed, like a delicious, throbbing reminder of exactly how Zander had spent the night claiming me.Call me crazy or whatever, but I actually smiled at th
Pearl I didn’t fight Bear when he told me to come with him, not because I trusted him, but because every pair of eyes in that clubhouse felt like they wanted to tear a strip off my skin, and even a dense man would tell I didn't want that. It didn't sit right with me that this was my new reality,







