MasukElodie’s POVThis devil was too close for comfort. I could feel his hot breath against my face, making my skin tingle. He held my gaze with such intensity that my knees almost buckled.My brain screamed at me to shove him away. To put some distance between us. But my body couldn’t find the courage.I stood there, getting pulled in by his cold, intense gaze.No. I couldn’t stay this close to him, not after that dream.My pulse hammered against my ribs as my eyes flickered toward the small gap beside him. Just enough space. If I slipped past him now, I could make it out of his hold. I shifted my weight and darted to the side. But that was a mistake. His hand shot out before I’d taken a full step. My back collided with the wall and I gasped.Before I could react again, he caught both my wrists in one hand and pinned them above my head.“What—” I tried to protest, but the word died in my throat.He stepped closer, much closer. His body trapped mine completely. I twisted my wrists, trying
Valiente's POV There was a thin line between loyalty and complete disdain. What Julie had displayed minutes ago was the latter. I’d almost laughed in her face when she claimed she was protecting me against Little Red.Protecting me? From a defenseless captive? The same girl who looked so small she could be snapped in half?The thought was laughable. At the same time, it infuriated me.I didn’t need protection from my subordinates. I wasn’t a weak master. I was the one who did the protecting.And that brainless guard… How dare he take orders from a maid? How dare he lay his filthy hands on my captive without my permission?I’d returned from The Hollow this morning, exhausted after an entire night of meetings, arguments, and strategy. All I’d wanted was a few minutes of sleep.Apparently, my feet had other plans.Before I realized where they were taking me, I was already walking down the hallway leading to Little Red’s room.I told myself I wasn’t checking on her. That I was simply pa
Elodie’s POVPain exploded across my scalp, shooting through every part of my body. I thrashed, kicked, and struggled, but Julie’s grip only tightened. She kept whispering curses into my ear, some in English, others in Spanish. Most of them didn’t register.The only thing I could focus on was the blinding pain ripping through my scalp.At this rate, I’d probably have a bald spot by the time she finally let go.“An American like you doesn’t deserve to be here…” she muttered through gritted teeth.So that’s what this was about? Because I was a foreigner? If my head didn’t feel like it was being ripped off, I would’ve laughed.If she hated my presence so much, she should tell her precious master to let me go. Or better yet… she could unlock the front gate herself.Her grip finally loosened. The moment she let go, I sucked in a shaky breath, my lungs burning as I struggled to keep my head upright.Just when I thought it was over, Julie spoke again. This time in Spanish. My Spanish wasn’t
Elodie's POV They say pride comes before a fall. I used to think that was just one of those old sayings people threw around. Turns out it wasn’t... pride really does come before a fall. Mine came in the form of telling my captor I’d be good in bed.Like what was I thinking, throwing myself at him like that? What did I expect would happen? That he would yank me off the ground and take me in his office?I got what was coming, because he threw me out like a desperate whore begging for a fuck."Uggghhhh!" I groaned loudly, palming my face. When did I get like this? I've never begged Colin for sex before. In fact, I was the one doing the avoiding.It's not like I'm sex-starved or anything. It had to be this house. Yes. What was this house turning me into? The low rumble of a car engine outside snapped me out of my thoughts. My heart skipped. I hurried to the window and peeked through the curtains.The car zoomed out of the compound with urgency.Was that Valiente? Why was he driving ou
Valiente's POV They say wounded pride makes people say the most foolish things. They weren’t wrong.Her pride had taken a hit the moment I told her she wasn’t my type. Instead of accepting it, she’d tried to convince me that I was the one missing out.A low scoff escaped me. A poor attempt at seduction.She had no idea who she was dealing with. I’d shared my bed with more women—and men—than I cared to remember. Desire was nothing new to me, and whatever she thought she’d done in my office wasn’t nearly enough to tempt me.Yet… I couldn’t deny one thing. She was brave.Most people avoided my gaze. They measured every word before speaking to me. She, on the other hand, stood inches from my face, challenged me without hesitation, and somehow found the courage to provoke me.I watched her retreating figure until she disappeared beyond the office door, and the room fell silent.My hands remained buried in my pockets as I stared at the now-empty doorway.A faint chuckle slipped past my lip
Elodie's POV I looked down at the gun, then back at him. With an annoyed sigh, I shoved it against his chest. “Take your stupid gun.”His fingers wrapped around it with practiced ease.In one smooth motion, he removed the magazine, checked the chamber, engaged the safety, and set the pistol on the desk behind him.The entire process took only a few seconds, like he’d done it a thousand times. He slipped the gun back into the drawer before closing it with a quiet click.“See?” He tucked both hands into his pockets. “We can get along when you let me take control.”My stomach twisted, hearing his words and seeing the smile on his face.I slowly shook my head, folding my arms tighter. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I said, and one of his brows rose. “I’m not interested in whatever twisted fantasy you’ve got planned.”“Twisted fantasy?” he repeated, sounding genuinely puzzled.“You kidnapped me, locked me in this mansion, and refuse to let me leave.” I scoffed. “Forgive me if I don’t believe y
Elodie's POV I felt a sharp sting on my skin, followed by a low buzz from the tattoo gun. The needle pierced through the flesh of my lower abdomen, digging deep. Finally reacting, I twisted on the bed. Wrong move. Because she pressed my thighs apart, hard, and a sob tore out of me. I shouldn't l
Elodie's POVI stayed frozen, clutching the blanket to my chest. My heart was pounding so fast I thought I’d pass out. The man turned his eyes to me then. For a second, I couldn’t tell if he was another monster or if I’d just been saved by one.He exhaled slowly, rubbing his forehead as if trying
Elodie's POVI started gently, rubbing my palms over my face, stomach, and hips. I shouldn't be here. I should have never agreed to this trip.I increased the pace, scrubbing my skin, my nails leaving red lines on my body. But that didn't stop me, I went crazy. I started screaming, working faster,
Elodie's POVThey say one’s instinct is never wrong, and I should have listened to mine. That gut feeling that twisted my stomach the moment Colin showed me those tickets for this trip, that terrible nightmare I had that night—it was right. I was right to feel that way.The first thing I felt was t







