LOGINJuly's POV:"Cinnamon? You sure move fast, Mr. Prime.""I'd advise you to do less talking and more action here, Mrs. Prime."I bottled up everything I had left to say as I went down on my knees in front of him. His gentle moan sounded like a lullaby in my ears as my hands grabbed his dick gently.For some reason, my mouth wasn't wet enough, so I got back on my feet to get some saliva from him. I pushed him backwards till he sat down on the edge of the bed, then I stood between his legs as our lips locked together.He grabbed my waist with one hand, while the other held my head in place as he devoured my mouth with his. With each passing minute, the kiss grew more intense, with our tongues fighting against each other. I broke away from the kiss when saliva began dripping down my chin.He groaned with dissatisfaction as he tried to pull me back in to continue the kiss, but I was already on my knees before he could grab me. His moan echoed in my head as my wet lips took his dick in.The
July’s POV: “So, do you trust him now?” Lily asked over the phone. “Not yet. I don’t even know what to believe anymore. If you ask me, I’ll say he just hired a professional this time around.” “Someone more professional than you?” “That’s the problem, there’s no one better than me, but there are no flaws in the videos he presented this time around.” “Just pretend to—“ I cut off the call the moment Douglas walked into the room. “Are you ready?” he asked as soon as he walked up to me. “Almost. Just help me zip up this dress and we’re good.” He kissed my bare skin before unzipping the dress. I caught his hand mid-air to avoid standing naked instead of heading out. “I said zip up, not take off my dress.” “Sorry, I heard otherwise. Turn around, let me help you.” “I swear to God, Douglas, if you as much—“ I stopped talking as he zipped up my dress, then help me fix my hair and my jewelries. “You sure there’s nothing I can do to change your mind?” he asked as his han
July’s POV: One minute I was in a valley filled with beautiful lilies; the next minute, the entire valley was covered in blood. I opened my eyes immediately because I know this shit isn’t real. My racing heart settled immediately I saw Douglas at his desk typing away on his laptop. I think he sensed my eyes on him because he stopped typing and turned around. I shut my eyes immediately to pretend I was still sleeping, but it was useless because our eyes had already locked. “Good morning, sleepyhead. Don’t even try pretending; I know you’re awake.” He said, tickling me all over. I couldn’t pretend anymore, so I just began laughing, pleading for him to stop, which he did after much pleading. “You were so mad yesterday; you decided to fall asleep in the bathtub instead of coming out of the bathroom.” “It wasn’t intentional; I just wanted to cool off in the bathtub, I didn’t know I’d fall asleep.” “It’s okay. I don’t know if you’d like to join me somewhere later today.” “Wh
July’s POV: The air conditioner was on full blast, but I didn’t even notice because I was drenched in sweat. Douglas seemed to be possessed with the god of sex, because tell me why he just came, and his dick was already getting hard again. I know he had asked me three times if I still had the stamina for one more, and I’ve foolishly said yes every time. But why would I not? When each orgasm was more mind-blowing than the other. It felt as if the master of orgasm was at my disposal. “I want to pee; I can’t hold it in anymore.” I told him as soon as his tongue touched my nipple. “Don’t worry; you can pee on my face, I don’t mind.” “Stop messing around.” I said and dashed to the bathroom chuckling, ignoring the burning sensation in my pussy. He strolled into the bathroom and just casually leaned on the door, watching me as I emptied my bladder into the toilet. “Am I making you uncomfortable?” “If I’m being honest, a little bit. You know I’m not used to this.” “You shoul
July’s POV: It’s been three weeks since the last incident. Three weeks since I accepted a shabby evidence from Douglas, proving that the person that shot at me wasn’t Lucas. I still can’t wrap my head around why he’s protecting Lucas badly. I saw the loopholes, the cut in the video, everything was visible, but like the fool that I am, I chose to believe the lies—after all, that was the only way of making Avery and Lily stay here. I stared at the limited edition diamond necklace that was sitting pretty in front of me and just sighed. Ever since that day, I’ve been getting series of gifts nonstop. I’ve been gifted both the things I needed, and the things that I don’t even know what to do with it. I’ve been prohibited from ever going out of the mansion, and although Avery and Lily were still here; they were also prohibited from coming to visit me. Right now, I’m as worthless as this diamonds in front of me. “You’ve been avoiding me for weeks now.” Came Douglas’s voice from behi
July’s POV: Loud mumbling sounds could be heard everywhere around me, but I couldn’t pick any coherent word from it to form a clear sentence. My mind immediately drew me back to the the event at Douglas’s villa, the night that changed everything I felt about Douglas, the night that made me realize that I’m actually in danger because everyone here wants me dead. I watched as Lucas pulled out the gun from behind him and shot at me countlessly. Each shot tore my heart into pieces. In reality, the bullets never got to me, but in my mind, each bullet pierced through my heart. While I laid in on the floor, a man covered fully in a cloak stood alongside Lucas, laughing at me as my blood pooled all around me. I know this isn’t what actually happened, but the reality even hurts more than this. Eight bullets, eight whole bullets. That’s how many times he shot at me; it would take a while for me to let go of this trauma. Suddenly, everything started going back in place; I got up from t
July’s POV: “I can’t fucking believe I skipped the most amazing performance on earth for this. Somebody, please pinch me and tell me I didn’t skip BTS’s performance for an empty laptop.” Avery whined, pacing up and down. “Stop whining like a baby Avery; if you badly want to see BTS, you can boo
July’s POV: “So, do you think you’ll be able to fulfill that wish?” “I’ve got no idea, but at least I’ll try. The memory is still fresh, feels like it was just yester—“ “How do you think he’ll feel knowing that instead of the plans, you’re busy—“ I pressed my ears harder on the door of Doug
July’s POV: The city lights illuminated just a corner of the room, while the other sides remained pitch black. Douglas had drawn the curtains earlier, leaving just a little space for the lights to slip in through. I sluggishly made my way back to bed, half awake, as I had just finished using th
July’s POV: It’s one thing to marry a billionaire, it’s another to marry a billionaire that’s obsessed with you. I know I can’t really tell what Douglas thinks of me, but I can tell he’s so obsessed with me, or should I say obsessed with my body. I stylishly checked the time on my phone, and it







