LOGINZOE’S POV He reached down, his fingers tangling in my hair, tilting my head back. "Up on the bed now. Face down, ass in the air for me." I scrambled onto the silk sheets, my heart pounding as I positioned myself—cheeks pressed to the cool fabric, my knees spread wide, back arched to lift my ass high. God, I couldn’t explain the hold this man had on me. All he had to say was jump and I’d ask how high. Julian made me act like a slut and I loved it. The ceiling mirror showed everything: my parted lips, the curve of my spine, the way my pussy and ass were on full display, still swollen and wet. Julian's shadow fell over me, the bed dipping as he positioned himself behind me and then his hands were on my hips, rough and possessive. “You’ve been a good girl all night,” he said, his palm sliding over one ass cheek, squeezing hard enough to make me whimper. “Now you’re going to get rewarded.” A spank landed with a sharp crack, his hand connecting with my right ass cheek. Pai
ZOE’S POV My knees gave out the moment he released me Julian was quick to catch me, holding me up before I could crumble to the floor completely. “I’ve got you Kitten.” His voice was soothing as he held me against his chest, his hands rubbing my back in comforting circles. When he was certain I could stand on my own, he took a step back, his chest rising and falling, a predatory smile lingering on his lips as he reached for the buttons on his shirt. “Watch me strip for you.” He commanded,his voice low and edged with hunger. I nodded, biting my lip, my eyes glued to him as he unbuttoned his shirt slowly. The fabric parted to reveal the hard planes of his chest, dusted with dark tattoos, muscles flexing under his skin from the restraint he was holding so tightly to. He shrugged it off, letting it pool on the floor, then moved to his belt, the metallic clink
ZOE’S POV “Get on the bed, spread your legs, show Sir your pretty pussy. But don't cum. Not until I say so." He commanded. My breath skipped, memories from this morning flooding back. Me in the steam-filled bathroom, my fingers circling my clit while I imagined his hands on me, the desperate way I had pressed my forehead to the tile just to stay steady. Heat rushed to my face but I forced myself to stay calm. "Yes, Sir," I said softly, the word settling heavy on my tongue as I moved towards the bed. The sheets were cool silk against my skin as I climbed onto them, the contrast making me shiver.For a second—just a second—I hesitated. Not because I didn’t want this. But because I did. Too much. Slowly, I leaned back, drawing my knees apart, exposing my thighs to his gaze, aware—painfully aware—of his eyes on me. I had touched myself once before while he watched.That one time in his cabin but something about having to do it here made me feel more exposed. I th
ZOE’S POV The bar was a sleek marble slab, lined with stools and backlit bottles. I slid onto one, my legs still slightly unsteady from everything I had seen so far. The bartender Marco leaned over with a charming smile. "Evening, beautiful. What’s your name? What can I get for you?” I adjusted on the stool, tracing the edge of the bar. "Just a vodka soda, please. I’m Zoe.” He poured it smoothly, sliding it over. "I'm Marco. Been slinging drinks here for years. Master J doesn't bring just anyone in like this.” The wheels in my head sprang into motion at the statement. I couldn't help but wonder how many subs had been there before me. “It's been months since he's shown up with a sub on his arm. “ Marco continued, oblivious to my internal thoughts. “You must be special." I blushed as I sipped the drink, the cool liquid steadying my nerves. "Special? I don't know about that. I'm... new to all this.” Marco gave me a reassuring smile. “Then you are in safe hands.” “W
ZOE’S POV He took my hand as we left the movie house, his long fingers curling possessively around mine as he led me out of the building and into the car. “Where are we going?” I questioned as the car roared to life. “You’ll see.” Just two words. That was all he gave me. The drive was quiet. I kept sneaking glances at him — the way his hands rested on the steering wheel, veins prominent, knuckles flexing as he turned corners. He looked like he had a lot on his mind. When we stopped, my heart gave a startled lurch. “This is…” I trailed off, staring at the darkened building with a discreet brass plaque that read Obsidian Club. From the outside, it looked like every other regular club. Julian cut the engine and turned to me. “Yes. It’s my club. Apart from the boat cruise, I haven't really brought you into my world. So tonight you get to see everything and do anything you want.” I swallowed, my eyes going back to the signpost. I had done enough research about what goe
JULIAN’S POVCooking wasn't a foreign task to me, I did it once in a while. But cooking for a woman whom I had just spent the night dominating? Lol. Even Aaron would laugh if he saw me right now. Speaking of Aaron, I needed to return his phone call. I hadn't been to the club in weeks due to work, but I planned to visit this weekend and take Zoe along. I was halfway through cracking eggs into a pan whilst the bacon sizzled in a skillet when I heard her footsteps behind me.“Something smells good.”I glanced over my shoulder.And nearly forgot what I was doing.She had changed into one of my shirts, her legs bare and hair still damp from the shower.The sight of her standing in my kitchen like we were something domestic did something primal to my brain. I realized that a part of me wouldn’t mind doing this every day. I shook the thought away before it could take root.“What are you making?” she asked, walking closer.“Omelets, bacon, and toast.”“You’re surprisingly domestic.”“I woul
ZOE’S POV The morning sunlight was soft, spilling through the half-drawn blinds and pooling across my sheets. For a few seconds, I just lay there, cocooned in the warmth, replaying the night before. My skin still tingled in the places Julian’s hands and mouth had been—the way his breath had slid d
Four days later. LIAM’S POV “I’m sorry man but you know how business goes, we win some and we lose some.” “Noo Tyler!!” I screamed, as I grabbed a fistful of my hair and tugged. “This shouldn't be the one we lose. This was our last big shot to make it and you knew it!” “The deal didn’t
Zoe’s POV I stared at him, waiting for him to laugh — to tell me he was joking. But Julian didn’t move. He just leaned back against the seat, watching me with those dark, unflinching eyes that stripped away every last layer of composure I had left. “Don’t look so alarmed,” he m
ZOE’S POV By the time I got to the office, all the excitement I had felt while getting ready for work had turned into anger and despair. My head was a mess, my heart even worse, but I had to show up to work, pretend that I was fine and functioning. Because no matter how much of a shit day I w







