로그인Eleanor povA strip club.That was where Alexander had said we were going.To a strip club, and not just any strip club, but his strip club—Eden Garden.Even though Alexander rarely appeared in the pack and usually stayed secluded in his mansion deep within the woods, there were rumors he showed up there once every three months or so.And it wasn’t just any strip club.Eden Garden was a place of sin.A place where everyone went to lose themselves.People of every class, position, and rank gathered there to indulge without consequence. Men and women moved through its halls catering to desires that were never spoken of in daylight, while fortunes were lost in a single night over gambling tables lit by red light.But Eden Garden wasn’t only about lust or pleasure.It was worse than that.It was a marketplace.Secrets could be bought there if you had enough money. Information traded like currency. Assassins could be hired with a smile and a price. Lives could be arranged, erased, rewritte
Eleanor povI couldn’t sleep.My body burned as though it were on fire, restless and aching as I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My mind refused to be still, drifting endlessly, crowded with images I couldn’t escape.It had been two hours.Two hours since what happened at the dining table. Two hours since I saw a woman on her knees before Alexander. Two hours since I watched him end her life without hesitation, just a flick of his hand, claws extending, and her head rolled across the floor. Her eyes wide, her mouth slightly open, as if she hadn’t even realized she was already dead.Two hours since I felt his breath against my ear, heard those words spoken so quietly, yet so clearly.“Red… it suits you far better than blue.”And yet, none of that was why I couldn’t sleep.Not the blood. Not the violence. Not everything that had happened under twenty four hours. No.The reason for my restlessness was something far more shameful, something I didn’t even want to admit to myself.
Alexander pov“So you are telling me…” Leo scoffed, leaning back in his chair, disbelief written all over his face. “that you knew all along that the woman you just beheaded was an assassin but you played along because you were bored? Because you wanted to see if someone sent to kill you would abandon her mission and become obsessed with you?”I didn’t answer.He let out a short, humorless laugh, shaking his head as he slid his chess piece, the queen across the board with a sharp click.“Why am I even surprised at this point?” he muttered. “You’ve done worse, boss. Much worse.”His gaze flicked up to me.“Yesterday, for example, you had me kidnap your brother, his wife, and his mistress. Forced that bastard and his mistress into confessing about the child's death.” He huffed. “When you could have just told the poor woman like a normal person—‘Hey, your sister pushed your son down the stairs, and everyone covered it up.’”He gestured toward me with a tired shake of his head.“But of co
Eleanor povA violent shiver tore through my spine as I stared at the man before me. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it against my ribcage.I couldn’t move.I couldn’t breathe.Yet, the next second, my lips parted and I spoke. My thighs clenched together, my voice barely audible but raw with need as I uttered those words.“Take him into your mouth. Inch by inch. Slowly… and don’t stop until every inch is buried deep inside you.”Her eyes lit up immediately, hunger clear and bright. My gaze flicked just in time to see her part her lips, opening wide, and take him inside.Inch.By.Inch.Just as I had ordered.I watched as her mouth stretched to accommodate him, gagging, choking, moaning around his thick length. It was too much, too big but she forced herself to take him slowly, until his massive dick filled her throat.“Mmmm… just like that, Miss Delilah. Hahaha, just like that,” Alexander grunted, his smile widening as the glass in his hand slipped to the floor. His eyes stayed
Eleanor povBy now, I thought nothing could shock me about Alexander anymore. He was a born psychopath, after all but as I sat there, opposite him, the fork frozen in my hand, my expression cracked. A trace of disbelief slipped through as I watched him, seated there without a shred of shame, with the woman kneeling in front of him. Her eyes fluttered closed in bliss as she pressed her head against him but the moment she heard the words he had uttered, her eyes flicked toward me, as if she had only just realized I was there.And almost immediately, I saw it, a flash of jealousy in her gaze but she didn’t speak, nor did she show any resistance. Instead, she turned her attention back to Alexander, her desire radiating from every inch of her. She nestled deeper into his hand, as if craving more of his touch, but he barely spared her a glance.His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp, like a challenge. He wanted to see how far I would go, how much I would sacrifice for my revenge. How low I w
Eleanor povLust. What was the definition of lust?Lust was an intense, consuming hunger. An uncontrollable craving. A longing that stripped away reason and left only burning desire.Lust was… Alexander Blackthorn.“Have you heard about the Alpha’s brother? I heard that—”The whispers always began like that.People murmured that not only was Alexander cruel, but he was insatiable. That different women warmed his bed every night. That he was a womanizer who took whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it.I had heard those words from the hushed gossip of maids in the packhouse, I had heard it from women at lavish parties, their lips curling in judgment even as their eyes burned in curiosity. I had heard it in the passing conversations of men who I had done businesses with—men who spoke his name with both respect and unease.Alexander was a man who rarely left his mansion deep within the forest and was somehow the subject of everyone’s tongue. Aside from his madness and his strength, pe







