FAZER LOGINHe started to move. His hips slammed down. Every thrust pushed Julian up the bed. The headboard hit the wall.Bang. Bang. Bang.Julian dug his nails into VIKTOR’s arms. He left red scratches on the skin."Yes," Julian gasped. "Harder.""You want it rough?" VIKTOR growled. "I will give you rough."VI
Julian looked at the paper in the locket. V.K. Two letters. They were black ink on white paper. They looked small. But they were heavy. They weighed more than the whole room.He looked at Viktor.Viktor stood like a stone statue. His face was white. His eyes were dark holes. He looked like he was al
"Come," VIKTOR said. He bit Julian’s shoulder.Julian let go. He spilled on the stone wall. His body shook. He felt the pulse go through his feet.Viktor groaned. He pushed deep and held still. Julian felt the hot spurts deep in his belly. VIKTOR held him tight, his arm wrapped around Julian’s chest
"I do not like this," VIKTOR said. "It is too perfect. Like a trap.""It has hot water," Julian said. He saw a door to a bathroom. "I need a wash."He walked to the bathroom. It was made of black stone. There was a shower big enough for five people. Julian turned on the water. Steam filled the room.
They walked through snow. The wind blew hard, stinging their faces. The green light from the woman’s gun cut through the dark. She walked in front. Her name was Ren. She had told them on the way.Behind them was the helicopter. It was a black bug sitting in a small clearing.Viktor walked behind Jul
VIKTOR’s hands grabbed Julian’s ass. He helped Julian move."Yes," Julian gasped. "Viktor."He rode VIKTOR fast. The fire light made shadows on their skin. Julian watched VIKTOR’s face. VIKTOR was looking at Julian’s body. He watched Julian’s cock bounce as he moved.Viktor sat up. He wrapped his ar
The master bedroom was a shrine to a life that was no longer mine. It still smelled faintly of my mother’s favorite lily-of-the-valley perfume, a ghostly scent that twisted my gut with guilt and grief. The king-sized bed was made with military precision, the grey duvet smooth and unwrinkled. This wa
I adjusted the sleeves of my five thousand dollar blazer as I stepped out of the elevator and onto the penthouse floor of Vane Industries. The air was silent and heavy with the scent of ozone and expensive cologne. I was here to save my father's legacy and fix the mistake that had ruined our family
He did not stop there. He grabbed the silver ring and pulled and forced my head up. The metal bit into my throat. "You are going to sign the formal agreement now Julian. You are going to sign it while you are on your knees."He placed a new contract on the edge of the table. I reached up with shakin
The wind on the rooftop was cold, biting through my thin hoodie, but I was burning from the inside out. Professor Thorne led me by the nape of my neck, his fingers digging into my skin with a possessive strength that made my breath hitch. The rooftop garden was a sprawling, shadowed expanse of manic







