ログインLeon's POV I got home after four days away, after a long club night. The evening air felt heavy and damp against my skin as I stepped out of my car, clinging to my shirt and making the fabric stick uncomfortably to my sweaty back. My body ached real bad from the long drive. I carried the small jewelry box in my hand. The diamonds inside, so expensive and heavy. Their weight pressed against my palm through the velvet case, cold and solid.Security guards still flooded my place, just as I left it. They stood tall and silent near every door and gate. Their black uniforms looked stiff under the lights. Their eyes followed me as I walked in. The big mansion smelled of fresh flowers, but the scent just felt stale and cold tonight. The long hallway echoed with my heavy footsteps, each one loud in the quiet space.“Where’s Ava?” I asked as soon as Ms. Lin came toward me, her steps were so quick and nervous. Her hands twisted together in front of her apron. Her face looked pale.“She’s in he
Ava’s POV“Do you not know?” I blurted out, totally amused. A bitter laugh escaped my lips, tasting sour on my tongue.Bella still stared at me, her eyes still wide with shock. Her perfectly painted lips parted slightly. Her breathing quickened now, chest rising and falling fast under her dress.“My memory got twisted so bad that I mistook the love I had for Julian for Leon,” I said, walking slowly toward her. My bare feet felt real cold on the hard marble floor. Each step sent a dull, aching throb through my tired legs. My heart pounded hard, real painful in my chest, heavy and fast.“You’re a joke,” she scoffed out, probably finding it hard to believe or doesn't what to believe. Her voice dripped with mockery, sharp like a blade cutting through the air.“I’m not,” I hurled back, my voice breaking out but firm. “Leon knew and took advantage of me.” I laughed out, totally bitter. The sound felt broken and raw in my throat. The pain of being a victim of his scheme still burned like aci
Ava's POV.I poured myself a glass of water. My hands shook so badly that some of it spilled onto the table, cold drops landing on my skin. I was so tired and stressed that I felt so close to breaking apart. My body ached deep in my bones. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was crushing my heart and lungs.It had been three days since Leon locked me up in the house. Three long, painful days of silence, fear, and loneliness. I haven't been able to go out. Ms. Lin had quietly opened the room for me that first day he slammed the door. Her hands trembled as she turned the key. She didn’t say a word, just looked at me with pity before going back to her duties, as she can't be of further help. The security men still guarded every door and gate like hungry dogs. I don't even have access to my phone. No one could reach me. Not even Julian. The big mansion felt like a cold, beautiful cage made of marble and silence.I sat down at the long dining table. The wooden chair felt hard under
Leon's POV “There’s a voice recording of all of you,” Bella said, rephrasing herself. Her voice was calm and sure as she looked at every one of us.The words landed like a heavy punch to my stomach. For a few long seconds, nobody moved. The red lights in the VIP booth suddenly felt hot, burning against my skin. The heavy bass music thumped louder in my ears, vibrating deep inside my chest and ribs. The thick air smelled stronger now — heavy cigar smoke, spilled whiskey, sweat, and sweet perfume all mixed together. My shirt clung wet and sticky to my back as heat gushed all over me. My heart slammed hard against my ribs, each beat loud in my ears.After a moment of shock, I bit my lip hard. Sharp pain flared up as I felt the taste of blood filled my mouth instantly. “Goddamn it!!” I cursed under my breath, my voice rough and low.“Oh Shiit!!” Victor roared, slammed his fist hard on the table. The glasses jumped and clinked loudly. His face turned deep red with rage. Veins bulged on
Leon's POV I sat in my favorite exclusive club, Orion, deep inside the VIP booth. The lights were just as I needed it to be — dim and red, painting everything in a dangerous, bloody glow. Heavy bass of the club music thumped through the walls and into my chest, making my ribs vibrate with every beat. The air was thick and suffocating with cigar smoke, strong whiskey, stale sweat, and sweet women’s perfume. My shirt stuck uncomfortably to my sweaty back and chest from the heat coming off me.I popped another bottle of champagne now. The cork flew out with a loud pop. Cold foam spilled over my fingers and on the table, icy and real sticky. The sharp, sweet smell rose up quickly, burning my nose.Victor roared, his voice real loud with joy as he opened four huge suitcases on the table. They were packed full, so loaded with neat stacks of cash. The fresh, crisp smell of new money flooded the entire booth, so sweet and intoxicating.“Ohh… That’s what I’m talking about!!” he shouted ou
Leon's POV I stood still as Bella walked toward me. Her steps were slow and deliberate, swaying her hips under the loose bathrobe. She stopped right in front of me, now so close that I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. She then wrapped her arms around my neck, sliding her fingers into my hair, her nails scraping my scalp real hard, hard enough to get all my attention.“Betray me one last time..,” she breathed those words hot against my mouth, dragging and stressing each word so well that it hit me real deep.She looked right into my eyes, her breath tasted sweet and dangerous. “And I'll kill you myself.”She moved those eyes, searching through my face, then she kissed me hard. Her lips crushed against mine, so aggressive and full of warning. I tasted all her poison and threat in that kiss — sweet, angry, and addictive.I pulled back for a second, staring into her eyes, checking to be sure. what's her take on this. I knew right then — I had won her over. I smirked low, a
Bella’s POVThe suite smelled like pure money. The lights were low, golden glow from the lamps making everything soft. I lay stretched out on the king bed in nothing but my black lace bra and panties, the silk cool and slippery against my bare back, my thighs, and my ass. My legs long on the bed, a
Julian’s POVMy penthouse was dead quiet, the kind of silence that closes in on you. I was sprawled on the leather sofa, my shirt open at the collar, sleeves shoved up my forearms, my tie dangling loose like I didn’t have the energy to finish pulling it off. My phone felt heavy in my hand, the scre
Bella’s POVI caught Julian’s eyes for just a split second. They were steady, dark, holding mine like he already knew I could do this. A tiny nod from him—that was all I needed. My chest tightened, but I pushed it down. Game time.I turned and walked toward the heavy velvet curtain that hid Hale’s
Ava’s POVLeon’s hands gripped my hips tight, like he was afraid that I'd slip away. His fingers digging deep into my soft skin, leaving hot marks that stung a little. He held me still, not letting me twist away not even an inch.His huge cock slammed into me again and again, hard and deep, stretch







