LOGINRyan pov The next day I met Freya at a cafe near my company. She looked nothing like herself. There was no smile on her face, no cheerfulness. Her eyes were swollen, her hairs were messy and the confidence that she used to carry was nowhere to be seen. But I know she was trying hard to hold back. “I have moved out from my house,” She said, her voice breaking. “ And my dad froze all my cards,” She looked down, trying to be brave, hiding her tears from me, but I could still see them. I don't know how to comfort her. “Where are you staying right now?” I asked gently. “If you want, you can stay at one of my apartments,” She shook her head immediately. “You have already done so much for us and Ethan has already arranged everything, I am staying with him right now, you don't have to worry Ryan," She said softly, and I nodded. I believe Ethan is with her. He will take care of her. Suddenly her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and answered it. “Hello Ethan," Her voice stopped mid-s
Alina pov The next day I woke up slowly, pain shot all over my body.Ryan had fucked me everywhere in the room, that he designed specifically for us. It was the basement inside the mansion. The room was filled with all the sex toys and some were lying on the floor that he used on me yesterday. It was the best night of my life. I looked around but I didn't find him anywhere. Suddenly I heard a sound. It was faint at first then clearer and it came from upstairs. I quickly pulled on my nightgown and stepped out of the room.I had been to this mansion many times before. I knew the way upstairs without thinking. I looked around. It was still dark. The lights in the hallway are dim. But I could hear the sound of playing a soft tune. For a second I was scared. This mansion was in the middle of the forest, far away from everything. No neighbours, no sound. “Ryan,” I called his name, no answer, Suddenly the lights lit up. I saw him sitting at the center of the big mansion, on th
Alina POV I looked at myself in the mirror and blushed hard. Ryan was taking me out on a date, our first ever date. I still don't even know where I was going and according to him it was a surprise. Every time I asked, he didn't say anything and told me to be patient. He was a man of many mysteries and I know his plan wouldn't be that simple but now, I could only feel butterflies all over my stomach as I smoothened my dress for the tenth time. My pussy was already ready for the new filthy experience that he had decided for me. It took an hour just to choose a dress, because I wanted to look perfect for him, like a perfect whore, who can be used wherever and however he wants. Then I heard a sound of the car outside. I hurried to the window and my breath caught my throat. He stepped out, dressed in a black shirt, his hands inside his tight pants. For a second my breath stopped. He looked fairly handsome, like a perfect gentleman.The doorbell rang and I immediately ran towards the doo
Ryan pov Freya called me an hour ago. She had been crying. Her father had said no. No to Ethan. I was not surprised. Uncle Jonathan had always been a kind of man who only values things that benefited him. If there was no profit, no status he did not care and Ethan has none of the things. He had no famous last name, no status, just a small cafe that he runs with his family. I leaned back in my chair, my jaw tightening. I know what's going to happen next. He would ask me to fix it, and would ask me to convince Freya to leave Ethan, and to remind her of the engagement our families had arranged years ago. He had brought up this topic many times but everytime I denied. I have said no. And suddenly the phone rang. I picked it up. “Yes,” “Sir,” my receptionist said carefully, “Mr. Jonathan Caldwell is here. He wants to meet you.” I closed my eyes for a second before opening it again. I knew he would come after me. “Send him in,” I replied, before cutting the call. A few minutes lat
Freya pov My father, Jonathan Caldwell, was a tough man, a rare gem in the business world, and respected by everyone. He had never denied me anything. If I needed the most expensive dress he would buy me ten. He loved me. I know that. But there was something he loved the most: power and money, control. He had worked day and night, spending most of my childhood, working in his office for late hours, cracking deals. I still remembered he wasn't available on most of my birthdays when I used to celebrate with servants.Now, I stood in his massive study. My hands were clenched at my sides, heart racing, but I refused to step back down. I know telling him about Ethan won’t be easy because he had nothing my dad wanted in his son in law. No power, no money and no connection. “Father,” I said brightly, “You look like you are in a good mood today. Did the Tokyo deal finally close?”He looked up, and the smile widened just a fraction, the closest thing to warmth he ever showed. “It did. Sig
Ryan povA week later, I decided to meet Freya's boyfriend. She had sent me the location with a small message.Please don’t scare him. As if I wouldn’t. I glanced at the watch before turning the car and driving towards the location. I hope the guy she chose was good and wasn't afraid of me like others. The place was quiet, not too fancy, hidden from the city and it was nothing like Freya. She was a fan of big parties, loud music and a crowd to support her and this is what I expected but the cafe was none of that. I stepped inside the place and looked around. It was nearly empty. A few scattered tables. Soft music playing in the background. I went towards the counter and called the waiter.“Reservations under Freya,” I asked. The waiter immediately nodded. “Yes sir. The private room is at the back,” I had asked Freya to meet the man alone first. I knew she would never allow me to sit through some awkward man-to-man conversation with him. She would call me controlling, roll her
Alina pov I went back to the bathroom, washing my face but his smell still lingered on my skin. I looked at myself in the mirror, blushing hard. Mr Parker took me against the table. The table where we used to do meetings, sitting and discussing our tasks for hours. I couldn't stop myself from biti
Alina pov I looked at Mr Parker, busy with the clients and my pussy dripping from my wetness. I cursed myself for not wearing a panty. I should have worn it, but my twisted mind refused to choose an easy path. It wanted to play dirty, tease him, provoke him and at last I was the only one sufferin
His PovThis time she had fucked up really hard. I was in a business meeting with one of my clients when I noticed her in the restaurant, sitting with a random man, talking to him. I nearly lost it. I had already warned her at the party, but she didn't comply. She didn't understand my words, and di
Alina pov The sun streamed through the windows, hitting my eyes just as I slowly opened them, my head throbbing with a splitting headache.Yesterday, I drank so much that I can’t remember anything. I only remember drinking shots after shot. I don't know if Emma and Olivia could make it at their h







