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
One admirable quality about her is that she finds joy in every little thing, as if experiencing it for the very first time. As we stepped inside, Iris gasped at everything, from the seats to the decor. Cute. "Bambina, sit here. I'll be back," I instructed, though I wasn't sure she heard me over he
A smile tugged at my lips as I shook my head in amusement. Once I had slipped into my own outfit, I heard the sound of the door shutting. She wore it more quickly than I thought. A beige crochet sweater, brown ankle pants, and brogues. She have a good taste. Deciding to leave my hair as it was,
I pulled her close to me, feeling the warmth of her skin as I dug my fingers into her hips. "Aren't you greedy for me," I hummed, fisting her silky hair. "Sometimes being greedy is good too," she said, giggling. I smirked. We are doomed in love madly. "But you call everyone handsome. Am I not sp
Ace POV: I groaned in annoyance and rolled over, opening my eyes to find myself greeted by the sight of a blank wall. It stared back at me lifelessly as I lay in a frigid room, the cold seeping into my bones. Alone in that moment, memories from the last night started to flood back into my mind.







