LOGIN~Fiona~After Richard specifically dropped me off in front of the mall, I spent more than two hours shopping, yet the black card in my hand still hadn't shown any sign of being declined.At some point, when I saw the amount on one of the debit receipts, I actually wanted to stop. But his words kept playing in my head.‘You don't leave there until you've used about a quarter.’I swallowed as I thought about everything I'd already spent the money on. I had called my sister's school and made a down payment for the rest of the semester. I had transferred some money toward Mom's hospital bills, withdrawn some cash for Father, bought things we needed, and still, somehow, it wasn't enough to make much of a difference on the card.I stared down at the brand-new phone in my hand, and the memory of what had happened to my last one flashed through my mind.Richard hadn't even spared the phone when he'd seen his son's name.God.A shiver ran through me as I remembered it.Having something like t
~Fiona~Yesterday completely wrecked me.I thought I knew what to expect from Richard. I assumed it would be just like the sick, filthy things Rio used to do to me. But nothing prepared me for what Richard did. After hours of keeping me bound, trapped at his absolute mercy, only for him to return, unlock the cuffs, and silently carry me into a steaming hot bath.Not a single word passed between us the entire time.His face was cold and unreadable.My own head was in total chaos. I didn't know if I should be furious, terrified, or sickened by how easily I surrendered control to him. But the most terrifying part?I didn't hate a single second of it.Afterward, he wrapped me up, tucked me into his massive bed, and pressed a kiss to my forehead.A gentle gesture so completely out of place on a man like him it made my skin crawl.It was twisted… how fast he could switch off the cruelty and turn on the care. One minute he was relentless, tearing away every last shred of my dignity, and
~Fiona~I swallowed as he said those words, because somehow my whole body was turned on instantly.Fuck.Then he was behind me again. His thick fingers trailed up the sensitive skin of my neck before he latched his mouth onto my nape, biting down hard enough to make me see stars.I gasped.Even just the wet, heavy slide of his tongue over the mark felt unhinged.He didn't give me time to breathe before one of his massive hands reached under me and wrapped around my left breast, squeezing hard, pinching my nipple until a sharp ache shot straight down to my gut.Before I could choke out a plea, he pressed the golden vibrator straight against my other nipple, switching it to the highest setting.“Mhmm!” A muffled scream caught in my throat as I twisted against his chest.His rock-hard body was pressed flush against my back, trapping me completely.He let the metal buzz relentlessly against my hardened nipple, teasing the hypersensitive skin while his hand kept wringing the other breast.
~Fiona~I choked on the ice I didn't realise was hanging in my throat, forcing myself to swallow it down as I pulled back from his grip. The movement was too fast and the robe slipped, exposing my shoulders, and I quickly grabbed the edges, trying to hold it shut over my chest."Hands off." Before I could blink, his palm gripped hard around my throat."Wh-what?" I gasped, struggling for air."You wanted to give me a show, right?" he murmured, his voice low against my skin. "So why the hell are you holding back?”He spun me around and slammed my back flat against his chest. I tried to twist away, but his arm locked around me, pinning both my arms to my sides."You have no idea how badly I want to make you beg tonight," he growled into my ear. "But I'll let you off with a warning, consider it a gift.”He grabbed his glass with his free hand and took a slow sip. The clink of the ice sounded right beside my head. Then he set it down, and his cold, liquor-laced breath hit my bare neck.A
I stood under the shower, the cold water biting into my skin. What was I doing? I scrubbed the soap over my shoulders until the skin burned raw. Desperate. I needed his son’s scent off me. I needed to wash Rico away before Richard ruined me for good. I turned off the tap, shaking so hard I could barely breathe. Panic hit me before I could even dry off. What was I supposed to wear? He had burned my uniform to ashes. I grabbed his black bathrobe from the rack. It smelled like him… heavy, expensive, and dangerous. I pulled it tight around myself, swallowing the knot in my throat, and opened the door. Staying in there was only making my heart beat faster. The moment I stepped out, his eyes locked onto me. "I... I didn't have anything to wear," I whispered, holding the silk together over my chest. "So I took this." "Took you long enough. Thought you slipped out the back." "You wanted me here," I forced out, my voice thin. "There’s nowhere on this earth I could go that you woul
~Fiona~What response do you give to a terrifying man who just saw you walking away from his son's quarters?You know you owe him absolutely no explanation.But the mere, cold look in his eyes is already threatening to kill you a million times over."I-I can... explain, Your Majesty..." I forced the words out as he crowded my face, his massive frame blotting out the light.The air in my lungs turned to ice, suffocating me.He didn't say anything, just slowly roamed his eyes all over me, taking in my disheveled state.I couldn't tell if the look on his face was disgust, hate, or pure, boiling anger.But I didn't like it.It made my skin crawl with a dangerous heat."I... I actually thought you sent me here. I didn't know..." I stumbled on my words, none of it making any sense to my own ears."You think this is a joke?" He finally spoke, his deep voice vibrating right through my bones. "I let you off my sight for a second and you go back to him, isn't it?""Yes. I mean, no!" I forced my







