LOGINThe library was exactly as they had left it, the scent of old paper now mixed with the metallic tang of adrenaline. Lu Cheng didn’t give Yu Yan a chance to catch his breath. He shoved Yu Yan toward the desk, the same desk where Yu Yan had been bent over just minutes before, a vibrating egg torturing
"Open the door," his dad repeated.There was a scuffle. A shout. The sound of a body hitting the wall.Yu Yan couldn't take it anymore. He unlocked the door and threw it open."Stop!" he screamed.The hallway fell silent.Lu Cheng was standing there, his shirt disheveled, his fists clenched at his s
The sleek, black sports car sat in the driveway like a stain on the pristine landscape. It was a car Yu Yan knew intimately. It was the car his father drove."Dad?" Yu Yan gasped, scrambling to pull up his pants, his movements clumsy and frantic. "What is he doing here?"Lu Cheng grabbed Yu Yan’s wr
"Quiet," Lu Cheng warned, turning back to his laptop. "Read."Yu Yan grabbed a book from the table—a poetry collection. He tried to focus on the words, but the letters were swimming in front of his eyes. The vibration was constant, a low hum that was driving him crazy.He shifted in the chair, tryin
"Stand up," Lu Cheng ordered.Yu Yan stood up slowly. Lu Cheng reached out and grabbed his chin, forcing his head up."You're hard," Lu Cheng observed, pressing his thigh against Yu Yan’s erection. "You liked it. You liked that stranger looking at you, knowing you belong to me.""No," Yu Yan denied
Yu Yan stood frozen on the staircase, his blood turning to ice."You can't be serious," he whispered, his hands flying to cover his crotch. "I can't answer the door like this!"Lu Cheng leaned against the banister, crossing his arms, looking entirely too amused by Yu Yan’s distress. "You can, and yo
My heart sank. This was a new level of cruelty. A new layer of his control. To make me wear this… this shame… under my suit, in the office, in front of everyone. It was a constant, physical reminder of my submission.I slowly, reluctantly, pulled on my cheap suit trousers. The rough fabric of the wo
“Please,” I begged, the word muffled by the leather. “Please, Master…”I didn’t even know what I was begging for. For him to stop? For him to fuck me? For him to put me out of my misery?“Please what?” he asked, his voice a low taunt. He curled his fingers, brushing against my prostate, and I saw wh
Ten times.The number echoed in my head, a siren’s call in the middle of a shipwreck. It was an insane amount of money. It was freedom. It was security. It was the solution to every problem I had ever had. And the price was my dignity, in front of the man who already owned my academic future.Blackw
“Get dressed,” he commanded, finally looking up. His eyes were dark, unreadable. “And put the plug back in.”He held it out to me, the silver metal gleaming under the office lights. The blue jewel at the base seemed to mock me.I took it from him, my fingers brushing against his. The touch sent a sp







