FAZER LOGINโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ โ 10 DAYS LATER โ THE PLAN โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Elias POV The night shift guard is on the far side of the block, and the cameras in this corner have been blind. Riven stands with his back to the door. Kai holds a small bar of institutional soap like it is a marker. Jace keeps watch through the narrow gap in the curtain. I stand in the middle of the wet tile and watch the lines take shape. Kai draws the east fence first. Then the service tunnel that runs under the laundry. Then the camera blind spots I mapped for them over the last nine days. โYou see it?โ Riven asks. He adds a final arrow that points to the outer maintenance gate. โI see it,โ I say. โThe timing has to be exact. If the second guard on the south tower stays on schedule we have four minutes and twenty seconds from the laundry door to the fence. After that the motion lights kick on.โ Jace lets the curtain fall back into place. โFour minutes is tight.โ โIt is enou
Elias POV I shuffle the remaining cards even though it is not my turn.โI built a system that redirected insurance payouts into accounts that did not exist on paper. When the companies collapsed, the investigations pointed at middle managers who had nothing to do with it. Three of them took their own lives. One drove his car into a bridge support. The state decided I was the root. Fifteen years. Eligible for parole in nine if I stay quiet and useful.โKai lets out a low whistle. โCold.โโNecessary,โ I say. โAt the time it felt necessary.โJace wins the next hand. โDid you miss anything out there? Real food? Soft bed? Someone waiting?โโQuiet,โ I answered. โI miss the quiet that does not come with concrete walls.โKai takes the third hand. He does not ask a question right away. He just studies the way my fingers rest on the edge of the bunk. โYou flinched when the door opened too fast. Old habit or new?โโOld. Committing illegal crimes and money laundering makes one fear when nothin
Elias POV The cell door clangs open and three sets of eyes pin me in place like I already belong to them.I stand there with my bedroll under one arm and the thin mattress rolled under the other.My new cell is bigger than the last one, two bunks high on each side, a metal toilet in the corner, and a narrow window that shows nothing but gray sky. The three men do not move. They just looked.The one in the middle sits on the lower bunk like it is a throne. Broad shoulders, dark hair cut short, a scar that runs from his left eyebrow down to his jaw. His eyes are the kind that measure distance and threat at the same time. Next to him leans a younger guy with ink crawling up both arms, restless fingers tapping against his thigh. The third one stands by the sink, drying his hands on a towel that looks cleaner than anything I have seen in months. He is leaner, sharper around the edges, and he watches me the way a man watches a door that might open the wrong way.โName,โ the scarred one s
Lily POV I stood in the middle of campus wearing nothing but the thin leather collar around my neck and the heavy chain leash that ended in the tattooed guyโs fist.The skirt they had left me in the night before was long enough to look almost normal, but underneath it I was bare. My pussy still throbbed from last night. My ass felt raw and stretched. Every step made the collar tug and remind me I was not Lily anymore. I was their princess now. THEIR PROPERTY.The guys walked me like I was on a leash. Five of them. All big. Campus was crowded with students. I kept my eyes down, cheeks burning. The gravel-voice guy whispered in my ear, โIf you look at anyone, Iโll chain your hands behind your back and make you suck me in the library stacks. Understand?โI nodded fast. โYes, Master.โHe smiled like I had said the sweetest thing in the world.We walked straight into the library. The big entrance doors were open. Students everywhere. The shaved-head guy stepped behind me first. He pres
Lily POV I woke up choking on a mouthful of something thick and salty.My eyes snapped open. The room was dark, lit only by the low glow of a bedside lamp. My wrists were locked behind my back, chain tight around my ankles, and my legs forced wide apart on a huge bed. Cum dried in stiff lines across my face, my neck, my breasts. My clothes were gone again. Everything was gone except the leather collar around my throat and the heavy chain attached to it.Five masked men stood at the foot of the bed, watching me with those same hungry eyes from last night.The one with the tattoos grinned first.โGood morning, princess. You slept through the whole night. We made sure of that.โThe gravel-voice guy stepped closer. โYouโre ours now. Every hole, every scream, every drop of cum we can pull out of you. The bet didnโt end with ten minutes. It never ends.โI tried to sit up. My arms jerked in the chains. โPleaseโฆ I have Lectures. I have a life. Let me go.โThe shaved-head guy laughed and c
Gangbanged Princess๐๐๐๐๐๐Lily POVI never thought I would end up on my knees in a strangerโs SUV with five muscled handsome men staring down at me like I was the most delicious thing they had ever seen.The alley smelled like wet concrete and cheap takeout. My heart slammed so hard I could hear it in my ears. My backpack slipped from my shoulder and hit the ground with a dull thud. The guy who grabbed me first was tall and built, black hoodie pulled low, his laugh low and mean. โLook at her. Tiny little thing. Bet she screams pretty.โHis friend stepped in next, taller, broader, voice rough like gravel. โBet she squirts when we fuck her. No panties on a girl like this. I can smell it.โThe other two laughed. One had a shaved head and tattoos running up his neck. The other was lean, eyes sharp, already unzipping his jeans. โWeโre taking her. Right now. Test the bet. If she stays quiet for the first ten minutes, we split the bet. If she screams like the princess she thinks she
JEZEBEL My phone would not stop blowing up. Missed calls from my uncle. Texts asking where I was. I tried to play it cool when my uncle called again. "Hey, sorry I missed you. I was out late with friends. Is everything okay?"His voice sounded off. "We need to talk, Lila. In person. Come by my p
JEZEBEL โHey, baby,โ Jax said warmly. โStill feeling me from last night?โI smiled, cheeks heating. โMhm.โโMy place tonight, eight oโclock. Marcus will be here. Wear something easy to take off.โMy breath caught. โJaxโฆโโI got you,โ he murmured gently. โWeโll go slow, making sure you feel safe an
JEZEBEL "Dinner at my place tonight. Seven sharp. Do not be late." That was all Jax said. No please, no extra words. Just that deep commanding tone even through a message.I spent the rest of the day distracted, shifting in my chair because I was already getting wet thinking about what he had plan
JEZEBEL The next afternoon I could not stop thinking about him. My mind was still aching from the night before. I grabbed the old toolbox my uncle had left at our last family thing and used it as my excuse. I texted Jax quickly. "Hey, dropping off something for uncle at your place. You home?" He







