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
Ace POV: As I struggled to loop my tie around my neck, a muttered curse slipped from my lips, echoing frustration.The morning has been nothing short of a chaotic mess.First, I woke up with a boner and I can't even fuck or make love to my Mini. Then, to add insult to injury, my secretary calls me
Ohhh...steamed bun daddy.I gulped his juices and panted for air with each breath.As I wiped away the sweat droplets from my forehead with the back of my hand, I couldn't deny the thrill that surged through me, knowing that I had brought him such pleasure, again.He leaned forward, swiping his thum
"So, like...there must be a...like jealousy, even a little bit," he remarked, standing up and effortlessly holding me in his arms as I leaned against him.Even without gripping his body or wrapping my legs around him, he still held me effortlessly, as if I weighed nothing. Strong daddy.As we entere
Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I pulled away slightly, my eyes widening with the realization that had dawned upon me."What?" he asked, his curiosity piqued by my sudden movement."You... You talked to me," I stammered, my voice filled with a mix of disbelief and astonishment."I..started talkin







