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
The room felt too big. Too quiet.“It would make them… uncomfortable.” I shut my eyes, bracing for impact.He’s going to scold me. Or mock me.Or— something.Because every time I gave him some sort of explanation, I ended up in trouble.Last time, I had spoken too much, too freely. And what did I g
What in the foreign phew-phew language was that supposed to mean?But whatever it was, I could tell from the slight narrowing of Ace’s eyes that it wasn’t good for me.He was staring. Hard.He was impossible to read. Always so expressionless. So calm. So terrifyingly collected.Was he mad?Annoyed?
It was a long line, and I was at the very end, of course.But after 15 whole minutes of standing on my tiptoes, shifting from one foot to another, it was finally my turn!Or so I thought.Ivan glanced at me once before turning on his heel and walking away.Wait. Wait, what?!My eyes widened in horro
Author POV:It had been one and a half weeks, and Ace found himself utterly captivated by her.At first, it was nothing more than passing curiosity—an afterthought, really. But the more he stayed in his house, observing her intentionally, the more she consumed his thoughts.She was strange.Too obe







