MasukAuthor’s POVXavier’s lips smashed against hers as Iris stood there like a lifeless body, as if her soul had vanished for a moment. His hand sneaked around her waist, pulling her tightly against his hard chest, squeezing her into him.His hands traveled lower, gripping her firmly.His mouth moved against hers desperately, as if his life depended on it, sucking harshly on her soft lips until he tasted blood on his tongue. Iris’s mind turned dizzy from his aggressive kisses.His lips finally parted from hers, and she breathed out deeply, her hands fisting his shirt for support to stop her body from collapsing onto the floor.His kisses trailed across her skin sucking, nibbling, sloppy and consuming all blended together in a dangerously skilled way that almost pulled a moan from her lips.His hands wandered over her body, touching her as though he needed reassurance that she was truly there in his arms and not just a dream.He slid her pants down before lifting her into his arms. Walking
Author's POV The pitch darkness was gripping the place, but my eyes were wide open, looking out of the window. The stars in the sky shone bright. People say that after humans die, they become stars in the sky. Were Rare, Evander, everyone there? I wondered.I breathed deeply, trying to control my emotions. Why did he do it? How was it so easy for him to kill them? What was I expecting from a monster like him?How stupid I was.I am the one who killed them.The steps echoed as the door opened. Someone walked inside. The sudden light made me quickly shut my eyes.“Ma’am, sir asked you to come meet him,” the servant’s voice said.I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to see him. But still, I forced my body up, meeting a woman around sixty. Her eyes were downcast, and her perfectly placed hands showed her scrupulous nature.I stood up, but the room blurred in front of me, and I lost control for a moment, my hand tightening around the wooden table.“Are you okay, ma’am?” the woman’s collecte
Author’s POVIris’s eyes widened as they drifted toward him. The sticky fluid clinging to him only triggered another wave of nausea. This time, his grip loosened, and she ran into the bathroom, throwing up violently.Her knuckles turned white from the pressure as she gripped the sink. She fell to her knees, nails digging into her own flesh. Her diaphragm bucked violently, forcing a burning, sour wave up her throat.She choked, air escaping her lungs in ragged gasps as her body purged itself.Her weak body leaned against the wash basin for support, all her energy drained. A hand suddenly snaked around her waist, pulling her against a rock-hard chest.Her lashes felt heavy, her mind drowning in dizziness as she felt herself slipping into darkness. A splash of cold water hit her face, making her jolt instantly, flinching from the shock.Iris breathed deeply after the water splashed over her. Xavier wet his hand and wiped across her mouth before scooping her into his arms and carrying her
Author's POV Xavier’s hand around Iris’s jaw tightened as he drew her closer, smashing his lips onto hers. Her body lost control, landing flat on the mattress as he hovered over her.Iris’s eyes closed from the impact as his lips moved against hers roughly, his teeth sinking into her fragile flesh, making her wince in pain. Her hand pressed against his chest, trying to get out of his hold, but he only tightened his grip.Iris could taste the blood in her mouth as his tongue entered, thrusting deep. A cry escaped her lips, dissolving into the kiss, her hands striking against his arms and chest.Xavier completely dominated the movement as he pressed her beneath his weight, her body pinned under him.His hand crawled up under her shirt. A whisper left her lips as he squeezed her breasts hard, kneading her smooth flesh roughly.His lips moved, taking all the control, as his tongue swiped across her mouth. Her teeth sank into his lower lip as blood began to trace down. After biting him, s
Author’s POVIris’s eyes opened slowly. She blinked, trying to ease the soreness, the itching in her eyes. They felt heavy and swollen after hours of crying.At first, her mind was blank. Her hand instinctively moved to rub her eyes, but the tenderness made her wince. They had become too sensitive. Her gaze wandered across the room, and things started flooding back, one after another, adding pressure to her already broken mind.Her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, unmoving, unblinking. Tears rolled down her cheeks, but no sound left her lips. Only a hollow ache resided inside her. Her pain had settled into a heavy, consuming emptiness.The numbness gripped her heart tight. William, Rare, Evander those she held close, those she loved gone.The moments she had spent with them flashed in front of her. She could still remember Rare, just having given birth to a small girl two months ago. Evander’s mom, mentally ill, will suffer because of her… or him.She regretted her actions in that
Author's POV It was hard for her, but she did it. Opening his pants, she didn’t know what to do or where to go, but one thing terrified her to the core: Xavier's silent, cold face. He had agreed to her request. This wasn’t Xavier; he didn’t drag her to him, attacking her, punishing her. She was accepting this, after everything that had happened, but he looked calm, more composed, as if nothing had occurred.Xavier looked at her, her head bowed, hands trembling in pure horror. “Take me in your mouth,” he breathed out, the glass touching his lips as the wine slid down his thirsty throat.Iris’s eyes moved up. She knew she had no option but to do what he said. Right now, he wanted her to serve him, like a slave… his sex slave.Her hand moved to do what he told her, swallowing her dignity. She had done it before, but this time was different ….so different that it shattered her self-respect into pieces.Her shaking hand touched his dick, making him pause in his drink. Her lips slowly wrap







