LOGINChapter 183: Third Person POVThe man drove through Seattle's industrial district well past midnight, the area abandoned except for a few homeless encampments and the occasional security patrol that he'd learned to avoid years ago.This part of the city was perfect for meetings that needed to stay off the record, conversations that couldn't be traced, exchanges of information that would destroy powerful people if they ever saw daylight.He pulled into an abandoned warehouse, the same one they'd been using for months, and killed the engine.Two other vehicles were already there, a black SUV with tinted windows and a motorcycle that belonged to his most trusted operative, the woman he'd spoken to on the phone earlier.He climbed out of his car and walked toward the makeshift meeting area they'd set up in the center of the warehouse, where battery-powered lights created a pool of illumination in the otherwise dark space.Three people were waiting for him.The woman from the phone call—ta
Chapter 182: Third Person POVThe man's fingers traced the glossy magazine cover slowly, deliberately, his touch almost reverent as it moved across the photograph displayed there, a hockey player mid-action, captured in perfect athletic form, his face focused and intense beneath the headline "Zane Mercer: The NHL's Most Elusive Star."The downtown Seattle penthouse where he sat was dark except for the ambient city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shadows that made the expensive modern furniture look almost sinister in the dim glow.He'd been staring at this particular magazine for the better part of an hour, studying every detail of the photograph, every line of Zane Mercer's face, every nuance of his expression that might give away something the rest of the world didn't see.His phone buzzed on the glass coffee table, vibrating twice before he reached for it with his free hand, his eyes never leaving the magazine."Yes?" His voice was smooth, accented, t
Chapter 181: Olive's POVMy body felt like it had been taken apart and put back together in a completely different body, every muscle in my body fucking hurt and was exhausted, and that’s when Zane carefully lifted me off the bed which eliminated a sound of protest from my lips."I've got you," he murmured against my hair, cradling me against his chest like I was something he hadn’t just out a whole fist in my body. "I just need to take care of you. Clean you up."He carried me through a doorway I hadn't noticed earlier into a massive bathroom that looked like it was brought out from a luxurious movie set, it shone with marble and some with gleaming fixtures and a bathtub that could easily fit three people.Zane set me down gently on the edge of the tub, keeping one hand on my waist to steady me while he turned on the water with the other, testing the temperature until it was perfectly warm."Arms up," he said softly, and I obeyed automatically, letting him pull off what remained of m
Chapter 180: Olive's POVMy wrists ached pleasantly where the restraints had held me, my entire body felt like it was floating somewhere between consciousness and blissful oblivion, and when Zane's hands came to stroke gently over my skin I shivered despite the warmth of the room."You're so beautiful like this," Zane murmured, his fingers trailing across my collarbone, down between my breasts, across my stomach. "Wrecked and perfect and completely mine."I managed to open my eyes and look at him, and what I saw in his expression made my breath catch, raw desire mixed with something softer, something that looked almost like reverence."I want to try something else," Zane said carefully, reaching for something on the nightstand. "But if it's too much, if you need to stop, you tell me immediately. Understand?"I nodded, watching as he pulled out a silk blindfold, black and soft-looking."I'm going to take away your sight," Zane explained. "Make you focus entirely on sensation, on what y
Chapter 179: Olive's POVThe vibrator hummed to life with a low, insistent buzz that made my entire body tense with anticipation, and when Zane pressed it against my clit without warning I nearly screamed, my hips jerking off the bed as pleasure shot through me like electricity."Fuck!" I gasped, tugging against the restraints instinctively, and Zane chuckled darkly."Sensitive," he observed, moving the vibrator in slow circles. "I'm going to have so much fun with you."He pressed harder and I couldn't stop the desperate moan that tore from my throat, couldn't stop my thighs from trying to close even though Zane's free hand came down to force them apart."Keep these legs spread," he commanded. "I want to see everything. Want to watch your cunt get wetter and wetter as I play with you."The vibrations were relentless, building pleasure so quickly I could barely breathe, and within minutes I was already teetering on the edge of orgasm."Zane," I whimpered. "I'm close. I'm so close.""I
Chapter 178: Olive's POVI sank to my knees on the plush carpet, without thinking twice, my heart was racing as the soft fibers pressing into my skin as I looked up at Zane standing above me, and something about the position, the submission of it, the vulnerability, made heat pool low in my belly."Hands behind your back," Zane commanded, his voice dropping into that rough register that made my thighs clench together automatically.I obeyed, clasping my hands behind me and arching my back slightly, and I watched as his eyes darkened when the position pushed my chest forward."Fuck," he breathed, one hand coming up to cup my jaw, his thumb tracing across my bottom lip. "You look so goddamn perfect like this. On your knees for me. Ready to take whatever I give you."He unbuckled his belt slowly, deliberately, the leather sliding through the loops with that distinctive sound that made my breath catch, and then his pants were open and he was pulling his cock out, thick and hard and alread
Chapter 118: Cole's POVA memory flashed through my mind. Unbidden. Unwanted.Two years ago. Before Olive. Before any of this.I'd been nobody. Just another decent hockey player trying to make it in the NHL. Talented, sure. But not exceptional. Not special.And then I'd heard about Grayson Sinclair
Chapter 122: Olive's POVMy fingers flew across the keyboard like I was trying to set a world record for fastest typing speed.Click. Click. Click. Click.The sound filled my new office, Senior Vice President of Strategic Development, the nameplate on my door read, but my mind wasn't on the quarter
Chapter 89: Olive's POVThe club was massive, with a tall glass building and lights and bodies pressed together at every corner, and Brenda was losing her mind the second we stepped out of the garage."This is insane," she said, practically bouncing on her heels as she stared at my new car. "This i
Chapter 114: Zane's POVI didn't ask why. Didn't ask questions. I should have, but I couldn't bring myself to care about the reasons."I'll come pick you up," I said, already pulling up the number."No." Her voice was firmer now. "Send your driver. Don't come yourself. Please."That stung more than







