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
"Please…"Her voice cracked, a fractured thing."Please, kill me."I stilled.She didn’t beg for her life.She begged for his."I-I'm sorry," she choked out, voice thick with sobs. "Please, Ace, please… I will do anything. Beat me, hurt me, I’ll do everything in this house, whatever you say, but lea
Did he know the truth?No.He couldn’t. He shouldn’t.Because if he did…If he knew the truth about Isaac—Then Ace wouldn't be holding me like this.He wouldn’t be whispering apologies.He would be killing me.Before I could even process Ace’s words, Alex’s voice cut through the air like a knife, s
The difference was so stark it almost made me sick.My breath hitched, and Aiden pulled back, watching me carefully."You’re safe.""I—I’m sorry," I whispered, guilt gnawing at me from the inside out.I didn’t even know what I was apologizing for. For existing? For being selfish? For becoming som
Every muscle coiled tight, my lungs frozen, my fingers digging into the stone floor as if I could somehow disappear into it.Don’t move. Don’t breathe. Maybe if I stayed small enough, quiet enough, they would pass by.My heart pounded violently, a deafening rhythm against my ribs.Please, God… help







