LOGINTwenty-year-old Lyra Moreno appears to be nothing more than a cold, sleepy noble girl porcelain-doll beautiful, always wrapped in blankets, and seemingly uninterested in anything beyond her next nap. To her father, stepmother, and scheming stepsister, she's a burden. But beneath her drowsy charm lies a dangerous secret. Lyra is the anonymous founder of GALAXY, a covert hacker syndicate responsible for dismantling criminal empires from behind glowing screens. Living quietly under the doting care of her powerful grandparents, Lyra is named heir to their fortune but on one condition....she must marry Elias Vale, the ruthless, cold CEO of Vale Corp, who just so happens to be investigating Virgo.exe, her old hacker alias. Seven years older, Elias is brilliant, powerful, and emotionally walled off until fate throws him into the path of the sleepy girl he's been unknowingly watching. When her scheming stepmother and stepsister pay a criminal to ruin her, the two are dragged into a public relationship... and a private war they can't avoid. And even, secretly..... marriage. As they work together to uncover a traitor within Vale Corp, Elias begins to see the fierce strategist behind Lyra's sleepy façade. And Lyra, used to keeping the world at a distance, starts to wonder if she's finally found someone who sees all of her and wants her anyway. But with enemies in her own home and shadows from her past returning, Lyra must decide: can she let someone into her world, or is silence the only way to survive?
View MoreElias smiled against her skin as he listened to Lyra's needy moans. He increased the speed and pressure of his tongue and fingers, driving her steadily closer to climax. His free hand wrapped around her hip, holding her in place while his mouth worked relentlessly on her body. Her screams of pleasure echoed through the room as she convulsed around him, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his tongue and fingers.Elias pulled back slightly to watch her face, captivated by the expression of raw ecstasy that spread across it. Panting heavily, Lyra turned her head away from him while he threw off his pants and underwear.His manhood was impressive, standing tall and thick against his abdomen, coated in a shimmering sheen of sweat. The head glistened as it pointed toward her, the slightest movement of air causing it to twitch slightly, promising more pleasure to come. Unable to resist any longer, Lyra reached out tentatively and wrapped her hand around him, marveling at how solid he
Elias sat beside Lyra after a while, the two of them sinking into silence in the study room. From downstairs, faint traces of laughter and noise still drifted upward, but here, everything felt hushed, intimate.Lyra glanced at Elias from the corner of her eye. She knew he was handsome, sometimes impossibly so and as his wife, she couldn’t deny the quiet happiness that stirred in her chest at the thought.Elias, catching the weight of her gaze, turned his head toward her. Their eyes locked, the moment stretching between them. His look was intense, almost magnetic, as though he were silently asking for something more. Slowly, he reached for her face.Lyra didn’t move away. She simply gazed back at him, wide-eyed, almost entranced.When his lips met hers, the kiss was gentle at first, soft, careful, as though he were afraid she might break. Lyra’s heart raced; it was her first kiss, and the inexperience showed in her hesitant response. She even nipped at his lip by mistake, but Elias did
Lyra sneezed, a soft, unexpected sound that broke the hush of the study. She blinked, pressing the back of her hand to her nose, then sank deeper into the velvet cushions of the long couch. The scent of old books, firewood, and faint traces of lavender tea filled the room, lulling her into a fragile calm. The heart crackled softly in the corner, casting amber warmth against her pale skin and painting shifting shadows along the walls of lined shelves.Her gray-moon eyes drifted lazily toward the rows of leather-bound volumes as she murmured, half to herself,“Someone must be scolding me again.” The words fell from her lips like a sigh, light and wistful, as she tugged the wool blanket closer around her shoulders.The door opened with a creak, and Elias stepped in. His tall frame filled the doorway, a dark silhouette against the light from the corridor. His movements, though, carried an unusual restraint as if he was wary of shattering the fragile stillness of this haven.When his gaze
The clink of silverware echoed softly in the grand dining room, the long-polished mahogany table stretching between them, heavy with food that no one seemed eager to touch. Platters of roasted meat, crystal bowls of salad, and delicate pastries sat cooling under the chandeliers, untouched as though they were more display than nourishment.Richard sat at the head of the table, posture slightly slouched, his reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he scrolled through files on his sleek tablet. His fork moved absently across his plate, pushing food around without any real intention of eating it. His mind was clearly elsewhere calculations, projects, and problems far beyond the walls of this dining room.Beatrice set her utensils down a little too loudly, the sharp sound slicing through the quiet like a blade. She curved her lips into a brittle smile, though her eyes were sharp as glass.“Richard,” she began, voice measured but edged with tension, “Lyra was discharged from the
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