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
"No one disrespects my man like that in front of me," I scowled, my resolve clear.Hudson nodded slowly, his expression a mix of shock and contemplation.“Now... can you tell me where you were all the time?” he asked, his tone shifting to a more serious note.“I have applied for a cook job,” I began
It was a mix of frustration, concern, relief and something else that I couldn’t quite place.“So, what happened? How did he behave?” Hudson’s voice was tinged with a pleading edge, as though he needed reassurance that everything had gone smoothly.“Hudson, he’s not a creep. Everything went well,” I
"I hope he's treating you well, unlike how he treated Jenna," Elijah murmured, his voice taking on a sullen tone. My frown deepened at his words."How did he treat her?" I asked, curiosity mixed with a tinge of apprehension."You don’t need to know," he replied, his voice dragging out in a way that
My breath caught in my throat, and I fidgeted with the table.“He’s fine. So, how are you? How’s your life going?” I asked again, forcing a nonchalant smile despite the growing tension.A sudden, dramatic hiss escaped Elijah’s lips as he placed a hand over his chest."You lied to me, darling. I thou







