MasukA heavy, metallic clack sounded loud in the quiet car.I slowly opened my eyes. He had pulled a heavy black handgun from a shoulder holster hidden under his jacket. But he didn't point the barrel at me. He casually checked the metal magazine, snapped it loudly back into place, and slid the weapon sm
"Get your fucking hands off me!" I kicked hard at his heavy boots.He didn't argue. He didn't try to negotiate or calm me down. He just stepped right into my space, completely overpowering my smaller frame. Before I could even process what was happening, his other massive arm wrapped entirely around
The bass from the massive speakers shook the floor right under my heavy leather boots. I was three drinks in, leaning against the sticky edge of the VIP bar, feeling a heavy, warm buzz settle over my brain. I laughed at something my friend yelled over the noise, throwing my head back.I felt good. I
The safety of the helicopter was an illusion. Freedom was a lie.They didn't take Yu Yan to a hospital. They didn't take him to his father.They took him to a penthouse in the center of Shanghai a tower of glass and steel that pierced the smog-choked sky.When Yu Yan woke up, he was in a bed softer
The Stranger the man Yu Yan had emailed, the man he had begged for mercy was not Lu Cheng.The realization hit Yu Yan with the force of a physical blow. All this time, he had thought Lu Cheng was the one on the other end of the screen. But Lu Cheng had been the target of the Stranger too.The screen
The word harvest hung in the air like a death sentence.Yu Yan stared at the nurse, his mind struggling to process the information. "Harvest? He's alive!""He's an 'expendable asset' now," the nurse—whose name tag read Xiao Li—said, her hands shaking as she worked on the lock of Yu Yan’s cuffs. "The
Liam sat up, his legs dangling over the side of the table. Dr. Cross stepped forward, his cock right in front of Liam's face. "Suck it," he said. "Show Daddy you're worth a hundred and fifty thousand dollars." Liam leaned forward, his heart pounding. He opened his mouth and took the head of Dr. Cr
"The fever broke." The voice was a low rasp, like stones grinding together. Elias's eyes fluttered open. He was lying on a hard bed under a rough wool blanket. The room was small, made of stone, and smelled of salt, old wood, and kerosene. A single, thick candle cast dancing shadows on the curved w
The elevator doors slid open at eight o'clock exactly. Alex stepped out into the hushed, dimly lit corridor leading to Marcus Hale's office. He wore a simple tracksuit, the soft fabric feeling flimsy and revealing. He had followed the order. Underneath, he wore nothing at all. The door to the offic
After a few minutes, Marcus pulled out. "On the couch. On your hands and knees." Alex scrambled to obey. He climbed onto the cool leather couch, positioning himself on all fours, his ass facing Marcus. He felt so exposed, so vulnerable. Marcus came up behind him. He ran a hand over Alex's ass, his







