MasukWhy 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
"Do I smell like onions?" I asked, taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself.Melinda chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You smell like chocolate," she said, grinning.I smiled back at her. "Perfect."With one last deep breath, I headed toward the hall, my heart pounding against my ribca
“Go on. Scold him, yell at him. Just like you did to me. Just like you made me suffer,” Aiden said impatiently.I let out a deep sigh and shook my head. He's overreacting.“I have to finish preparing the cake and set the table! And now you’re wasting my time,” I said abruptly, trying to change the s
Ray is whipped for chocolates. I knew this cake would be the perfect way to win her over.As I worked, I could feel Hudson’s eyes on me, watching with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. “How do you do this… so perfectly?” he asked, genuinely intrigued.I shrugged nonchalantly, trying not to let
His laughter was infectious, and I couldn’t help but giggle along with him, the weight lifting off my shoulders.Shaking his head, still chuckling, he finally handed me a pair of flower-patterned earrings.“My little Mini fighting someone would be one of the rarest moments of my life,” Ace said, his







