LOGINTHE NEXT DAY — WOLFE CAMPAIGN LAUNCH ZOE’S POV The energy in the air was… overwhelming. That was the only word I could think of to describe it. The Wolfe campaign rally had drawn a massive crowd of supporters, media houses, investors, stakeholders—everyone packed into the open field, their voices rising in waves as they chanted Damian Wolfe’s name. “Wolfe! Wolfe! Wolfe!” I stood with the rest of the team near the front line, my hands clasped tightly in front of me, trying to look and feel composed but it wasn’t working. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I got here. Every sound felt amplified and every movement caught my attention. I exhaled slowly, forcing my shoulders to relax. You’re fine, Zoe. Nothing has happened. Yet. But that was the problem, wasn’t it? Something was going to happen. I could feel it. Like a storm building under my skin. From the corner of my eye, I caught movement—and then I saw Parker. He was standing a few feet away with the
JULIAN’S POV Zoe stood just inside my office door, her phone still in her hand, her posture stiff. Her breathing was uneven, like she had been having a panic attack. She looked scared and nervous. And it pissed me off to see her that way. “What do you mean you’re the target?” The words came out with a hint of anger as I pushed the door open and stepped inside, shrugging off my jacket. She turned to me.“I—I overheard him,” she said quickly, folding her hands in front of her. “In the break room. He was on the phone and—” “Slow down.” I moved behind my desk and took a seat, forcing my tone into something more controlled.. She needed me to be calm even if I wasn’t feeling it. “Start from the beginning.” She swallowed, nodding. “I went to get coffee. I didn’t even mean to listen but… I heard his voice and I just—” she hesitated, then exhaled. “He said I didn’t know anything. That even if I suspected something, it wouldn’t matter.” My jaw tightened, my fingers mo
ZOE’S POV I walked into the office building on Monday morning, fully ready for the new week. Or at least that’s what I told myself. My body still ached in places I didn't know could ache and my mind kept flashing back to all the filthy, nasty things Julian had done to me over the weekend. We had awoken hours later and then he had proceeded to fuck me again till I was too weak to walk. He had to carry me out to the car cradled in his arms while Aaron gave us a knowing smirk. I shook my head as if that would dispel the memories but it didn’t , it only made it worse. A small, involuntary smile tugged at my lips before I forced it away, straightening my shoulders as I approached the elevator. Focus, Zoe. Work. Normalcy. “Morning, Zoe. Looking good today.” I looked up to see Mason leaning casually against the wall beside the elevator, his usual easy smile already in place. Oh. Mason. Predictable, safe, and normal Mason.Everything Julian wasn’t. He had been
ZOE’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
LIAM’S POV You know that feeling when you’ve messed up so bad you can’t even tell which way’s up? Like every move you make could save you… Or blow everything to hell? Yeah. That’s where I was. Madison was already waiting when I walked into the restaurant ,her back was to the window, her hair
ZOELLA The restaurant that Lani and I had decided to meet at was a few blocks from my office building. So I walked, it was easier than fighting midtown traffic. Also, I figured I’d drive home later. She spotted me before I even cleared the door, waving like we’d known each other for ye
ZOELLA’S POV Damien’s voice interrupted, effectively shattering the moment. “Oops. Forgot my watch.” I jerked back, my cheeks flaming, scrambling to my feet like the floor had just turned to lava. Perfect. Nothing like being caught kneeling in front of your boss, very appropriate. Julian s
JULIAN’S POV The moment the door clicked shut behind her, I ran a hand through my hair, leaning back in my seat. The night we met, I had thought the alcohol was to blame for her wit but seeing her today made me realise I was wrong. She had the same quic







