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
It was... annoying.Then there was Ivan’s report—about Iris being overly friendly with one of the guards.A ridiculous thing to care about. Yet here I was, thinking about it.Why? Was I concerned that she’d get taken advantage of?Or was I just irritated by the idea of her smiling at another man whe
Just lay there, hands clutching at his ruined face, fingers trembling as they smeared blood across his skin. His breathing was uneven, jagged—like he was trying to hold on to something, anything, but slipping further into the abyss with every second.And then—he moved.Crawling.Desperately.I took
Athena’s lips pressed into a thin line. Rolling her eyes, she slid off his lap, annoyance flickering across her face.“Bye then,” she muttered, unable to keep the irritation from seeping into her tone.Ace didn’t even bother to look up, his focus never wavering from the screen in his hands. He mere
She arched her body provocatively, silently inviting him, eager to be used, eager to fulfill the raw, unspoken cravings that had been building inside her.Ace stood at the foot of the bed, slowly peeling off his own clothes, the flickering light casting deep shadows across his sculpted form. His ga







