LOGINZOE’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
JULIAN’S POV She looked so delicate, with her hair fanned across my pillow, forming a strawberry halo against the white sheets. The morning light filtered into my bedroom, casting a warm glow upon her features. I leaned forward and brushed a strand of hair from her face, my eyes taking in her long lashes resting on her cheeks and her full, pouty lips, which were now extra swollen from the way I kissed them last night. She shifted, murmuring something incoherent before her lips moved again. ‘More please’. A slow grin spread across my face. I wonder what she was dreaming of or who. My eyes moved lower, taking in the hickey on her neck and the top of her boobs. She stirred again, blinking lazily before her eyes focused. For a split second, she looked disoriented. Then she saw me. “Hi,” she whispered. “Hi,” I responded, my eyes never leaving hers. “Were you watching me sleep?” Her voice was rough with sleep. “Yes,” I responded with no hesitation. A small crease f
ZOE’S POV You know that feeling of being watched? The one that makes your skin prickle and your pulse race at the same time? The one that tells you you’re taking a risk… and dares you to take it anyway. That was exactly how i felt as Julian’s words floated into my ears. “Eyes on me, baby. Don't fret about them down there. Let them watch if they want.” His voice was a command, deep and intoxicating, and it made my pussy throb with need. The dominance in his tone, the way he took control—it was exactly what I craved, that thrill of being exposed, of being his to command in front of the whole damn city. He bit my earlobe and continued whispering. “They won’t see your face.But honey,with the way i intend to fuck you,anyone watching would sure wish it was them.” My eyelids fluttered close as the images came alive in my head. I couldn’t help the moan that slipped past my lips. I turned back to him, nodding, my breath coming in short pants. He didn't waste time shoving m
ZOE’S POV The elevator hummed softly as it began its slow ascent. The walls were mirrored on three sides, polished to a shine that reflected us from every angle. The ride was charged with unspoken words. I stood next to him with my overnight bag at my feet, trying very hard not to stare. Being with him in the elevator reminded me of the first night we had met. That reckless shameless version of me who had leaned casually against mirrored walls and flirted with him as we went up to the hotel room. Back then, I hadn’t known who he was. Or what he was capable of. Back then, I’d been playing with fire without realizing the flames were real. Now? Now I knew exactly what he could do to me with just a touch. Julian’s phone vibrated softly in his hand. “Wolfe,” he answered, his voice shifting into something smooth and commanding. “Yes, Senator.” He paced once across the narrow space, his reflection multiplying in the mirrors. He looked calm,contro
ZOE’S POV I woke up on Monday morning feeling a bit gloomy due to the notification I had gotten yesterday about being taken off the family trust. As if that wasn't bad enough, my father had sent a message before I went to bed. I stared at my phone for a long moment, the message still sitting
ZOE’S POV By the time the laughter between us faded, Lani was still shaking her head, that teasing grin softening into something warmer. “Zoe,” she said, reaching over to squeeze my hand, “you know I love hearing about your scandalous adventures, but for real — how are you? What’s the next st
ZOE’S POV By the time Julian reappeared, I’d pulled myself together enough to busy my hands with my phone. “Are you ready? I’ll drop you wherever you need to go,” he said, his voice flat but softer than usual. “Uhmm,” I mumbled, glancing down at my outfit which consisted of a fresh
Julian’s POV The moment the door clicked shut behind her I let out a deep exhale. Damn my traitorous body. For a long moment, I just sat there, staring at the space she’d occupied for the last ten minutes. Her scent still lingered in my office wrapping around my brain and refusing







