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Surrender

Author: Sheedah writes
last update publish date: 2026-05-20 10:00:33

I stood in the doorway of the main bedroom and took a slow breath. The lights were dimmed low. The large bed was turned down with fresh white sheets. Julian and Marcus were already there, shirtless. Their bodies looked strong and ready under the soft glow of the lamps. David sat in a chair in the corner of the room. His eyes were fixed on me. The air felt thick with anticipation and tension. My heart pounded hard in my chest.

I wanted this. Not just the pleasure, but the

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  • Craving Their Touch    The Predator Walks Free

    The hotel suite was on the forty-second floor, a penthouse overlooking the financial district with floor-to-ceiling windows and modern furniture that looked more like art than function. Sophia had chosen the location. She said it was neutral ground, somewhere private where we could exchange the ledger without prying eyes.Marcus parked the car in the underground garage. We rode the elevator in silence. His hand was on my lower back, a steady pressure that grounded me. I clutched the envelope containing the payment, the final piece of the transaction. The ledger was ours. Sophia just needed to hand it over."Something feels off," Marcus said quietly as the elevator climbed."Sophia would not set us up.""I am not saying she would. But David's network is still active. If they found out she has the ledger—""They have not. She was at Elena's House this morning. She sounded fine on the phone."The elevator doors opened onto a quiet corridor. The suite was at the end, door slightly ajar. S

  • Craving Their Touch    The Ledger

    Julian called at dawn. I was still tangled in the sheets with Marcus, his arm draped across my waist. The city outside was pale gold and frozen. For a few hours, I had forgotten about David and Leo and the forged documents. Then the phone shattered the silence. "Tell me you found something," I said. "I found something." Julian's voice was hoarse but electric. "I have been going through the supporting documentation David's team filed alongside the forgeries. The peripheral records were not as carefully scrubbed. There is a pattern. Small payments routed through shell companies linked to Leo. But there is something else. A name that keeps appearing. Sophia." I sat up straight. Marcus stirred beside me. "Sophia has been running Elena's House for months. She testified against David. She would never work with Leo." "The payments are not going to her. They are coming from accounts once linked to her name. Old accounts David opened when he was controlling her. He used her identity to c

  • Craving Their Touch    The Anchor

    I did not cry when we left Sterling Estate. I did not cry in the car. I did not cry when Marcus guided me into the elevator or when the penthouse doors closed behind us or when I walked to the bedroom and stood staring at the wall with my coat still on and my hands still trembling.I did not cry because I was afraid that if I started, I would never stop.The letter was still in my pocket. I could feel it there, a weight against my hip, David's words burning through the fabric like a brand. You were collateral damage, Clara. You always were. Not a wife. Not a person. Just a weapon. Just a pawn in a war between two powerful men who could not stand to lose. My father destroyed his father. David destroyed me. And neither of them ever bothered to ask what I wanted."Clara." Marcus was standing in the bedroom doorway. His voice was quiet, careful. The voice of a man who knew I was balanced on the edge of something and was not sure if I wanted to fall."I am fine.""You are not fine. You hav

  • Craving Their Touch    The Sins of the Father

    I did not sleep that night.The letter sat on the nightstand, David's sharp handwriting visible even in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his words. You were collateral damage, Clara. You always were. Not a wife. Not a person. A weapon aimed at my father's heart.By dawn, I was dressed and in the car. Marcus drove without asking questions. He knew where I was going. He always knew.Sterling Estate was quiet when we arrived. Harold met us at the door, and his expression shifted the moment he saw my face. "Miss Sterling, your father is in his study. Shall I tell him you are here?""No. I will find him myself."Arthur was sitting at his desk, a cup of cold coffee at his elbow, staring at nothing. He looked like he had not slept either. The letter was spread out on the desk in front of him. I had sent him a photograph of it the night before."You read it again," I said, closing the door behind me."I could not stop reading it. Every line is a knife." He looked up, and his eyes

  • Craving Their Touch    The Blood Feud

    The letter arrived on a Thursday morning, slipped under the penthouse door sometime before dawn.I found it when I walked into the kitchen, barefoot and half-asleep. A plain white envelope with no stamp and no return address. Just my name written in handwriting I recognized immediately. Sharp. Angular. The same handwriting that had scrawled "Useful if she ever gets too difficult" in the corner of my DNA report.Marcus was still in the bedroom. I stood alone in the kitchen, holding the envelope, and for a long moment I did not open it. Then I tore it apart.Clara,I hope this letter finds you well. I have been following the news. It seems your reputation is not as untouchable as you believed. You have probably convinced yourself this is just another one of my attacks. But the truth is more complicated than that.Did you ever wonder why I chose you? Out of all the women in the world, why I picked a lonely, insecure girl with no family and no connections? It was not random. Nothing I eve

  • Craving Their Touch    The Protective Alpha

    Marcus found the connection three days after the board suspended me.I was still in bed when he burst through the penthouse door, his coat dusted with snow, his eyes burning with a fury I had not seen since the night he broke David's bones in that empty house. He was holding a tablet, and his knuckles were white around the edges."Leo is meeting with David's inner circle," he said without preamble. "Right now. As we speak. In a building I designed eight years ago."I sat up slowly. The sheets pooled around my waist. Outside, the city was gray and cold, snow falling in lazy spirals past the window. "How do you know?""Because I still have access to the architectural schematics of every building I ever worked on. Security layouts. Hidden access points. Maintenance corridors that do not appear on any public record. I was reviewing the plans last night, looking for properties connected to Lansky, and I found something else. A private club on the east side. Owned by a shell company that tr

  • Craving Their Touch    Leo's Gambit

    The challenge arrived on a Tuesday morning, typed on expensive letterhead and delivered by courier.Arthur summoned me to his study before breakfast. I knew something was wrong the moment I walked in. He was standing by the window, his back to the door, a piece of paper crumpled in

  • Craving Their Touch    Elena's House

    The shelter opened on the first day of spring.I had chosen the date deliberately. Spring meant new beginnings. It meant things that had been frozen finally thawing. It meant hope, even for people who had forgotten what hope felt like.The building was a renovated Victorian

  • Craving Their Touch    Julian's Goodbye

    Julian announced his departure on a gray Tuesday morning, three weeks after the gala.I found him in the library, surrounded by open suitcases and stacks of legal documents. His laptop was perched on the arm of the leather couch. His tie was missing. His sleeves were rolled u

  • Craving Their Touch    The Shattered Glass

    The sound of Leo's whiskey glass shattering cut through the applause like a blade.I was still on stage, my father's arm around my shoulders, the crowd still clapping, the cameras still flashing. But my eyes had found Leo. He stood by the fireplace, his hand dripping blood onto the

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