로그인The noise was deafening. Bang. Bang. Bang. The sound of Viktor’s big gun was like thunder in the stone room. Shells of hot metal flew through the air, cutting smoke and flesh.Julian ran. He held his knife tight. The metal was slippery with blood. He did not think. He just moved.A soldier in black
"Take off your clothes," Julian said.Viktor sat up. He pulled his shirt off. Then his pants. His cock was hard. It stood up, thick and ready.Julian pushed him back down. "Do not move."Viktor lay still. His hands gripped the white fur.Julian climbed on the bed. He straddled Viktor’s legs. He sat
The blue light from the screen lit up Viktor’s face. It made his skin look like ice. He stared at the map. Red dots were moving toward them. Many dots. Hundreds of cars. Hundreds of planes."You are the Director now," Ren said. She typed fast on the keyboard. Her fingers flew like birds. "The Syndic
He 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
Julian walked closer. He looked inside.It was filled with small items. A gum wrapper. A receipt for a sandwich. A used tissue.Julian realized with horror what they were. Things he had touched. Things he had thrown away.Aiden was collecting his trash.On the table next to the jar was a notebook. J
The morning light filtered through the blinds in thick, dusty beams. I woke up before Toby. I never slept deep anymore. I was always awake first, listening to the house, listening for the danger.But this morning, the danger felt far away. The only thing that mattered was the warm, soft weight in my
The truck cab was silent, but the air inside was heavy. It smelled like gasoline, stale tobacco, and undeniably, like sex. The scent of Toby's arousal and my spend was trapped in the small space, mixing with the heater blowing on high. It was thick enough to taste.Mark shifted in the passenger seat
My blood ran cold. My blood ran hot. I was a fucking paradox of terror and lust. Every cell in my body was screaming at me to get away, to run, to hide. But a deeper, darker part of me, the part that had been whispering “Yes, Master” for three months, was thrilled. It was electrified. This was the u







