INICIAR SESIÓNWhy 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
She sighed and nodded in agreement, her hands resting on her stomach to ease the pain.I finished drying her hair and carefully dressed her in one of my shirts, draping it over her small frame to keep her warm and comfortable.“Do you want any painkillers or anything?” I asked softly, nudging my nos
"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







