LOGINImmediately after Michael's plane took off, His personal chauffeur drove me to my mansion.The moment I stepped into the house, I almost let out a loud girly squeal. The entire house was clean and spotless. There was no sign or reminder that Adam and his wretched family ever stepped foot inside this house.I walked to my bedroom and discovered that the bed had been replaced. Michael is always so thorough with everything. Even most of the furniture has been replaced.I felt as though I walked into a brand new house. I can't remember the last time I felt so happy and content. I was back in my own home without any toxic air lingering around.I sank onto the soft bed and closed my eyes, intending to doze off for a few hours. But within seconds, I began to feel completely restless and nauseous.I sat up straight, throwing my hand over my mouth as I felt a strong urge to vomit. Rushing into the bathroom, I dropped to my knees beside the toilet and heaved. Emptying everything I had eaten ea
A week had passed since the annual gala and my slight fainting spell. I knew it was probably because of the stalker and stress. So, even when Michael insisted we visit the hospital for a proper checkup, I declined. I hate hospitals and a slight tilt of the room won't make me visit one in this lifetime.Though, thinking about it now, it might be a good idea to fake a fainting spell and ask him to take me to a hospital. If it meant him cancelling his trip to stay by my side instead of flying to a whole new country for an important business meeting.I glared at the bag he kept folding his clothes into, and I wished it would just disappear. What would I be doing without him for a week?I had already decided to go back to my house today. I don't dig the whole cohabitating thing. Let's get married first before I officially move in.“Can you pass me the tie behind you, Kitten?” Michael asked, holding out his hand.I was sitting on a huge desk in the walk-in closet, draped in his sweatpants a
I wore a beautiful red dress that hugged every curve perfectly. I paired it with expensive jewelry and high stilettos. I looked exactly like the woman I was aiming to look like. The chairwoman of Greene Empire.It's been a week since the chaotic night at the estate and I was done having wretched people walk all over me as though I meant nothing. Today, I was going to prove to everyone that I was more than just a pretty face.“You look breathtakingly gorgeous,” Michael's deep voice whispered from behind me. His warm hands gently gripped my waist, pulling me back against his strong body as he pressed a soft kiss on my bare shoulder. “You possess the beauty of ten women.”“Just ten?” I teased. tilting my head back to look at him through the mirror.Michael was wearing a perfectly tailored, customized tux with diamond patterns on the sleeves that screamed billions.“You're a very beautiful woman, Rebecca," he said, his gaze locking onto mine. " I'm glad you stepped into my life.”“And yo
The next morning, I slowly opened my eyes as I felt the morning on my face.I tried to move my body, but the movement forced out an involuntary groan instead. My body felt as though it had been thoroughly used and wrecked. Every muscle in my thighs ached like it had been used as a hockey stick, my back was stiff, and my pussy was very sore. I didn't even want to bother opening my mouth, I already felt quite numb.Michael hadn't been exaggerating. I could not feel any part of my body, this body was no longer mine.Still laying like a log of wood, I lazily reached my hand out to the other side of the bed, expecting to touch his firm muscles, but as usual the space was cold and empty.I really want the morning gazes and cuddles but it seems that would remain wishful thinking when it came to a man like Michael Knox.Suddenly, I heard Michael's voice coming from the bathroom, it was low but I could still hear him clearly.He was speaking authoritatively on the phone, his tone carrying a re
When I looked up at Michael, his eyes were no longer those of the controlled man who asked me to go back and knock on the very first day I stepped into this estate. They were dark, filled with heat. His Adam's apple bobbed against his throat, his chest heaving as his breath came out of his lungs in ragged growls.I instantly became angry, not at him, but at the cruel people who stuffed him with those drugs. They all deserved to have their private parts cut off and fed to them, no human being deserves to not be fully in control of their body."Don't make me ask again, Kitten," he said again, his voice vibrating with need. "I want your beautiful mouth wrapped around my cock."I felt a sudden thrill run through my thighs. I was scared, yes. But then, my core was aching and my mind was captivated by his dirty words. I shamelessly wanted him to take every part of me, fuck me till I can barely leave the bed. If that's the only way he can be sated, then he's free to claim me.I slowly parted
I slowly turned out every other noise in my head, putting all my worries into a box and slamming it shut. Later we would continue the conversation about what exactly happened, for now, there's something my body wants. Him.“Turn around, Kitten.” Michael commanded, his tone husky.I obeyed without thinking twice, gently turning around in the bathtub until my back was pressed flat against his bare chest.His hands immediately found my waist, his fingers straying up to cup my breasts, folding and roughly caressing them. I moaned, as I threw my head back and reached my hand out to grab his neck. He leaned in, capturing my lips in a ferocious kiss as his hand pulled one of nipple.I felt a slight sting, but it was instantly replaced by a jolt of pleasure that found its way to my core again. Why was my body always responding more to rough sex?“You know I respect you more than anyone else in the entire world, right?”“I..” I stuttered, the question catching me off guard.“Words, Kitten. Th
We have a big problem," my dad said, his voice tight. He was pacing the length of his office. I’d never seen him this unsettled. He was usually, the calm one in the storm. "What's going on?" I asked, a cold knot forming in my stomach. Anything that had my father sweating like someone who had ru
The next morning, Adam made a show of being the perfect family man, volunteering to take Elena to work and little Becky to school. The front door hadn't even finished clicking shut before I bolted for the bathroom. I turned the shower on, letting the spray soak through my hair and down to my feet.
The bedroom door flew open almost immediately, and tiny giggles flooded the room. Little Becky ran straight to me and wrapped her arms around my legs. I lifted her up, and she immediately began plastering my face with wet, messy kisses. I pulled back, wrinkling my nose. "Are you sure you’ve bru
As the cab wove through the streets of New York city, I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror. The scarf was still there. Another compromise I’d made to satisfy a man who claimed he was scared of being stepped on by me because of my father's wealth. For that reason, I had shrunk myself just s







