LOGINWhy 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
"Is my baby still sad?" I asked, kissing her cheeks tenderly. Her eyes fluttered closed as my lips touched her warm, flushed skin. Her chest rose and fell with each breath."I am sorry, Amore mio. I am such a jerk," I whispered, pressing repeated kisses to her cheeks, my voice filled with guilt and
Hudson rubbed his temples, his expression troubled. “Because of us,” he said after a pause, making me even more confused.“Yes,” he confirmed, sighing deeply. “They all think she’s some spoiled rich brat. They call her names—‘cheap,’ ‘gold-digger,’ and other stuff. And then there’s the incident with
His voice carried a mocking edge. "But this man is so stubborn that his sister is more important to him than keeping a profitable client like me."Antonio's contempt was palpable. "A sister who I’ve only known for a few months. Maybe she's adopted or some…," he said, clicking his tongue in a dismiss
"And it's better for you too if you reveal your relationship to the people in our organization," Hudson said, his tone taking on a matter-of-fact quality."How is that good for me?" I asked, genuinely curious despite my frustration."Well, some people are really interested in her," he said, clicking







