ANMELDENChapter 5Zara’s POV“Victor they’re getting worse” I burst out the second he shut the door behind me that evening my hands shaking as I stood in his living room still wearing the short skirt he had demanded earlier. “Mrs. Patel cornered me by the mailboxes today asking why my rent is suddenly never late while hers keeps getting notices. The guys in apartment three were laughing about how I must be sucking the landlord’s cock to stay in favor. I can’t keep sneaking over here like this every night without them figuring it out.”He locked the door with a heavy click, his broad shoulders tense. His eyes raked over me dark and possessive as he stepped closer, backing me toward the couch. “I told you to stay quiet and let me handle it. You think I built this building by letting tenants run their mouths? Sit down and spread your legs. Now.”My pussy throbbed at the command even as resentment mixed with that sick heat in my belly. I hated how much I needed his protection now how my body cr
Chapter 4Zara’s POVI slipped out of Victor’s main house the next morning my legs still shaky and my pussy sore from how hard we had fucked the night before. Cum dried on my inner thighs under my dress as I hurried across the courtyard hoping no one saw me leaving at this hour. My nipples stayed sensitive rubbing against the fabric with every step and my mind kept flashing back to his cock stretching me open making me beg like a slut for my landlord.“Morning Zara” Mrs. Patel called from her balcony, her eyes narrowing as she sipped her coffee. “You’re up early. Everything okay with the rent situation? Saw you heading to the big house last night.”My face heated up fast and I forced a casual shrug trying to play it cool even though my clit twitched. “Yeah, just dropping off some paperwork. You know how strict he is about everything.”She didn’t look convinced but nodded slowly. I hurried inside my apartment heart pounding wondering how long before the whispers turned into trouble.
Chapter 3Zara’s POVI stood there trapped between the counter and Victor’s body, my heart slamming against my ribs while his words hung in the air like a command I couldn’t escape. My pussy was soaked through my sleep shorts, the fabric clinging wet and hot to my swollen lips and I could feel my juices starting to drip down my thigh the longer he caged me in with that intense stare. Part of me wanted to shove him away and tell him to go to hell but the pain between my legs and the way my nipples throbbed against my tank top kept me rooted right there breathing fast and shallow.“Fine” I whispered finally, my voice cracking as I looked up into his dark eyes. “I’ll follow your rules Victor. Just don’t kick me out. Tell me what you want me to do first.”He watched me for a long time then nodded once like a soldier confirming orders. “Good girl. Starting tonight you come to the main house after your shift. You’ll stay until I say you can leave. Bring that tight little ass straight to m
Chapter 2Zara’s POVMy mouth went dry the second those words left his mouth. I stood there frozen with my ass still pressed against the counter feeling the heat crawling all over my skin. My nipples were so hard against the tank top like they were begging for attention and my pussy was already slick making my tiny sleep shorts stick to me in the most embarrassing way. Victor towered over me in my kitchen, his broad chest heaving while those dark eyes drilled into me waiting for me to crack.I shifted my weight from one foot to the other trying to ignore the way my clit throbbed every time he looked at me like that. “What do you mean you don’t do charity” I shot back my voice coming out breathier than I wanted. “I’m not asking for a handout Victor, I'm asking for a little understanding. I’ve been busting my ass trying to catch up. You think I enjoy this shit standing here feeling like a deadbeat in my own place.”He didn’t smile or twitch, just uncrossed those thick arms and took o
Chapter 1Zara’s POVI wiped my sweaty palms on my old tank top for the third time, staring at the stack of bills scattered across my tiny kitchen counter. Rent was due two weeks ago and I still didn’t have it, not even half. My heart hammered as I paced the worn carpet, knowing exactly who would be knocking any minute now. Victor. That gruff, no-bullshit retired special forces guy who ran this whole building like it was his personal army barracks.A sharp knock rattled my door so hard the frame shook.“Shit,” I whispered under my breath. My nipples tightened against the fabric before I even opened up. I took a deep breath and cracked the door.Victor filled the entire doorway, tall and broad, his shoulders stretching his plain black shirt tight across his chest. His jaw was set, gray hair cropped military short, and those dark eyes locked on me without a flicker of warmth. The man looked like he could bench press my entire couch without breaking a sweat.“Zara,” he said, voice low
Chapter 5: The Final RaceHarper’s POVMy stomach dropped, and for a second, I could only stare at the message on my screen.We know what’s happening in those private sessions.My heart slammed against my ribs. No…No, no, no.I snatched up my clothes and dressed as fast as I could, barely hearing Reid calling my name behind me.“Harper, wait.” I was already heading for the door. “Harper, talk to me. What happened?”I yanked it open. His footsteps stopped behind me. “What’s wrong, Harper? I hope no—”But I slammed the door before he could finish.***“Coach, they’re saying they’ll file a complaint before the heat even starts,” I said, pacing the locker room with my heart slamming in my chest, the championship noise echoing from the main pool area. My suit was already on but I felt exposed, skin still tingling from the whispers and stares all morning. Rivals from State had been loud about it, claiming my times were too good and fast, throwing around words like favoritism and rules vio
Chapter 4Tessa’s POVHe wouldn’t say more, but I saw the shadows in his eyes. Military ghosts, the type that left scars.I wanted to push, to know the man behind the commands, but he shut down quickly. “Just do your job, Tessa. That’s what I pay you for.”Tonight I stayed late finishing reports.
Chapter 3Tessa’s POVI stepped into Roman’s private office like I always did, file folder clutched in my hand.The memory of what happened in the gym still sat heavy in my chest, making my skin prickle.He was already behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, eyes locked on some paperwork.“Good day, si
Chapter 2 Tessa’s POV “Mr. Roman, your evening schedule is cleared except for the gym session. I have your protein shake ready and the logs for tracking your lifts.” I set the cold bottle on the edge of his desk, leaning forward just enough that my new tighter top stretched across my t!ts. H
Chapter 1Tessa’s POV“Mr. Roman, here’s your coffee exactly how you like it. Black, two sugars, no cream.” I set the mug down on his desk, keeping my voice steady even though my knees felt a little weak. This was day one. I needed this job badly, a clean slate. No more screw-ups.Roman looked up







