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Chapter 48: Grief and Pleasure

Autor: J. Marlow Reed
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-25 23:42:06
đŸŒč~LITTLE BIRD~đŸŒč

I agree I have terrible taste in men. Asshole men are kinda like my kink. Forbidden fruit always tastes sweeter. Maybe that’s why all the men I’ve ever fallen for were unhinged in some way. But Mask is the worst of them.

He’s unhinged in every possible way, and maybe that's why my body craves him over Lex, who seemed like a much simpler man. I’m addicted to Mask’s specific brand of sin, the sex, and him entirely.

I won't admit it out loud. I don't even know what it is I
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    đŸŒč~LITTLE BIRD~đŸŒčThe dim lighting makes it hard to take in the space around me, but I’m suddenly brought up short by a built-in monitoring station. Rows of glowing screens display live feeds of the exact basement unit where I was just held. I see Lex on one of the screens. He’s counting down patiently.I look up at the square opening in the ceiling where light spills down into the room. Then I realize this place is also a basement. The shock almost paralyzes me. What kind of sick fuck has two built-in basements? I don't delay. I climb the stairway leading to the ceiling and find myself in a living room. I sprint toward the front door and yank it open. The cool night air rushes over my naked skin, though the burning adrenaline inside me makes the chill barely register.“What the fuck
”I’m surrounded by a dense canopy of towering trees in the middle of fucking nowhere. I knew we were in the woods, but I didn't know it was this isolated. My heart caves.What if Lex changes his mind and

  • His Hidden Obsession    Chapter 66: Prove Me Wrong

    “You don't mean that.”“I do,” I say flatly.Her eyes are fixed on mine as if she’s searching for a concealed truth, one I’ll never admit out loud. I want you to stay, my beautiful, stubborn Little Bird. You’ve made a fucking habit of getting beneath my skin, even when I gave you every reason to hate me.It's pathetic, really. I've spent years making sure no one gets close enough to matter. I've built walls around myself, buried everything that could make me vulnerable, and somehow this woman has managed to crawl beneath all of it.I never thought anyone else could have this much power over me. And she doesn't even know it. She's become an addiction I can't seem to break. I fucking hate it. Because everyone I've ever let this close eventually dies.“I don't believe you,” she says, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.Isn't this what she's always wanted? To leave me? To leave this godforsaken basement? She should be leaping for joy. Yet here she is, looking at me as though I've j

  • His Hidden Obsession    Chapter 65: The Dead Don’t Come Back

    “I’ve heard enough bullshit tonight, Sir. There's a limit to how much shit I can take in one night.”He walks closer. I turn around to face him. His hand is stretched out, holding out his phone. I raise a brow. He pushes the device further, urging me to take it. I do. I hit play on the video displayed on the screen.It’s a woman walking along a crowded pavement, her head slightly bowed as she checks something in her hand. She is wearing sunglasses and has short blonde hair. Her clothes look expensive and stylish. Her face is turned slightly away from the camera.Anyone else might dismiss her as a stranger. I can’t. I know the shape of her face like the back of my hand. I know the way she held her head when she walked. Even with the sunglasses, the different hair, and different taste in fashion, I know it's her. I replay the video over and over again and pause right when she turns her face slightly toward the lens. I stare at her until my vision blurs. My grip on the phone tightens. T

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  • His Hidden Obsession    Chapter 62: Bad Girls Get Punished

    Why did I have to be stubborn and run away? Instincts. That's what it was. It was pure survival instincts. I don't regret trying. But seeing Lex’s towering silhouette approach like an impending doom makes me reconsider my entire existence. Okay. I regret it. I regret running away.“Get away from me!”Screaming doesn't help. He takes each step slowly, making me shrink, sending fear straight into my pounding heart. I turn back around, slamming my fist hard against the door as if someone will magically open it from the outside. Before I can draw another breath to scream, Lex’s massive hand lunges forward. His fingers wrap around the back of my neck so tightly. He doesn't pull me down by my hair; he drags me backward until my naked body collides with his own. He holds me against him in a bear hug and carries me down the stairs. No matter how I try, I'm unable to wriggle free from his grasp. “You really thought you were fast enough, didn't you?” he whispers against my ear, his chest bru

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