로그인Iris's Pov.His eyes were holding an open invitation and the way he was scratching his beard with his eyes on me suddenly made swallowing and breathing impossible. The room was not big enough in his presence, not when he was looking at me the way he was now.In my twisted and sick mind, I was actually considering his stupid suggestion. A part of me wanted to know what it feels like when his dick slides into my pussy.It took a lot of willpower to ignore that part of me as I spoke, masking my voice the best I could. “Is that the reason behind your choice of dress for me tonight? You think that because you're keeping me here against my will, I'll be your personal slut?”He tapped his finger on the rim of his wine glass, licking his lips and I hated that I followed that movement. “I admit that the dress wasn't my best choice.” He spoke, his voice rough and controlled as he nodded in my direction. “However, I wouldn't mind the other thing you said.”“In your dreams,” I muttered.“My dream
Iris's Pov.I laughed.Now this guy was fucking ridiculous.“In your dreams, Xander.”“I'll make you eat your fucking words once I get my hands on you, Iris. Mark my words.” His touch disappeared so quickly but the memory of it lasted longer on my skin. He turned his back on me, waving his hands towards the door.“Now get the fuck out of my office.” He said, his voice was raw and expressionless. “Courtney will prepare you for dinner.”I almost let out a scream, cursing him in my mind. I didn't have the strength to do it out loud but in my head, he was already lying dead on his office floor.I left his office, slamming the door behind me, hard.~~~~I've come to realize that a touch has a memory.A memory that leaves a burning mark on you for a certain amount of time or even for eternity in some cases. Of course, it mostly depends on who's touching you, and right at this moment, I couldn't stand being touched one more time because of the way this Courtney girl was tightening the corset
Iris's Pov.I don't know how long I was unconscious but I do know that when I felt a bright light flash into my eyes, so strong that I felt like it was going to blind me, I opened my eyes sharply.I was disoriented; everything was spinning, but I managed to focus on a woman I didn't know standing by the window in that familiar room. That same room where I had shamelessly fucked Xander's crotch.We were back at the mansion!Finally! At least I was a step closer to home.“Oh, finally, the princess has woken up.” The woman's voice sounded irritated, as if the last thing she wanted to do was be here with me.Where's Marisol?I took a better look at the woman in front of me. She looked a little older than me, probably in her late twenties, with long blond hair spilling down her back, she was of average height with a thin figure, wearing a simple blue shirt and jeans. “Xander was worried you might not wake up at all.”She said his name with such carelessness and familiarity giving me the im
Xander's POV.If there's one thing I can say about me and fucking mean it one hundred percent, it is that I hated flying. It doesn't matter if it's with my jet with no unwanted people around or in a public flight with screaming kids that pisses me off, I loathe it.I always thought that with time I'd get used to it and this nausea and nasty buzzing in my ears would stop but even now, at the age of twenty-nine, the experience was still the same, sickening.And because of Iris, I've been going on more plane flights in the past two weeks than I had ever intended.After I was forcefully taken from my mother and went under the wing of my father, Lorenzo King, I stopped believing in every gentlemanly thing she taught me. I wanted to be anything but gentlemanly with Iris.The way I was taken wasn't voluntary in any way. It wasn't a request. Lorenzo King takes whatever he wants, not minding the consequences. In my particular case, he wanted me, so he took me.Ever since I left my mum and our
Iris's Pov“I wouldn't give you that pleasure.” I fired back with a smug smile, slowly sitting up on the bed. I felt dizzy immediately so I rested my head on the bed frame.“You're so annoying.”“I see you're obsessed with me. Do you want an autograph or something?” I raised my eyebrows, liking how I was pushing his buttons. If he expected that I would lie here begging for mercy, he was wrong. I'd rather cut my veins than do that. I didn't do that with Carlos and neither will I, with him.He pushed himself off the wall, slowly approaching the bed and I stopped smiling the moment he kneeled so he could be at the same height as me. His eyes flashed with something akin to rage and I'm sure mine did too.“I will take my time with you, chica.” He tilted his head to the side, with that psychopathic smile on his face. “And when I'm done with you, maybe then you'd learn to keep your mouth shut and accord people with respect. Sometimes I wonder if you forget that I practically saved your fucki
Iris's Pov.His words held a promise dark enough to make me swallow my tongue. I truly underestimated him because it seemed like he didn't care about his friendship with Julian.Did something happen between them?I wanted to cry just imagining my brother's face. I wanted to see him, to tell him how sorry I was. He warned me about Ethan but I didn't listen. I even cut him off out of anger because I thought I was in love.I turned my head to the side, as far away as possible. Xander was too close to me.“You'll never get the chance to touch me again so don't you even dare.” I hissed venomously. I couldn't see him but I could feel his grin against my skin which was followed by a lecherous laugh.“Is that a promise, Iris?” His hand touched mine on purpose and my eyes followed the movement. “Do I have to remind you that you willingly fucked my lap like the needy little slut that you are?”I let out an offended sound at his vile, insolent words which he spat without shame. Angelo looked as







