Se connecterWhy did I only notice it now?Ace chuckled—low, knowing."Do your work like a good whore," he murmured, his tone silky but laced with steel. "And show me your devotion, brat."He leaned back, and the pressure of his hands, which had been a constricting comfort around my body, vanished. Like a snake
I blinked, my breath hitching, frustration curling inside my chest."Please…" The whisper left me before I could stop it, before I could hold onto my pride. My head dipped down, shame curling my shoulders inward as I bit down on my lower lip. "Just one kiss. Even a peck."Ace clicked his tongue, th
“Don’t expect me to treat you like a good girl till I believe you’re sorry, Iris,” he murmured, his tone dark and taunting.Before I could process it, his thumb shoved past my lips, forcing them apart. My eyes flew wide, a muffled “Hmph” escaping as my hands shot up, fingers digging into his knees
“Sit on your knees.”…What?I froze.My smile slipped, and a soft “Huh?” escaped me before I could stop it.The warmth I’d felt a second ago twisted into something heavier, sharper, and I blinked at him, caught off guard.“You heard me, my sweet whore,” he said, leaning back with a smirk that stretc
I clenched my fists, inhaling sharply before narrowing my eyes at him.This man.This man would kill me.My fingers tugged at my top, pulling it back down as I tried to piece together what just happened.Why did he stop?I gulped, my throat dry, my body still traitorously warm. Ace smirked, draping
I sputtered, fisting my hands.“Boss,” Joy’s voice cut through my humiliation.“Wouldn’t Hudson sir be angry about what you just did to his sister? Should we, uh, step outside?”Ace didn’t even spare her a glance.“No. Stay here and do your work. I’ll do mine,” he said smoothly, like he hadn’t just
My eyes widened in disbelief as he strode out into the room, practically naked except for the towel hanging loosely around his hips. His skin glistened with the faintest sheen of sweat, and the muscles in his back rippled as he walked toward the kitchen without a care in the world.He looks like a
At that moment, my hand reached up, my fingers tangling in the soft strands of hair at the nape of his neck. I’d seen couples do this before— seen the way the girl would gently stroke her partner’s neck in moments like this. So I mimicked the action, hoping it conveyed the same sense of intimacy a
He stood up with a fluid grace that seemed to exude confidence, and I watched him with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. He began to remove his pants, his movements casual and unhurried, which made me avert my gaze out of modesty. I bit my lip, a blush creeping over my cheeks at the sight of
“Why did you go to work? Taking one day off won’t hurt you,” he said, concern lacing his voice.“I am fine now,” I replied, trying to convey my own resilience.He sighed deeply, his breath mingling with mine as he rubbed his nose gently against my cheek. “Give me one chance,” he said, looking into







