LOGIN"I'd love to see the look in your eyes when you kneel with a leash around your throat and do as your master says," Marshall Domayne, the hot guy I'd hated from highschool said to my face. "You'll make a great sub." "I'll never be a sub," I countered. "I love clean sex and can never be interested in your kinks." His lips lifted in a small smirk. "Ladies like you who are always in denial are the sweetest to break." .... All her life, Solayne wanted a man who would love her the right way. Fuck her the normal way. What she never prayed for was to get entangled with the rude difficult brother of her male best friend. She hated him terribly, but when the arrogant shithead became the only person that could help her with a scandal that was threatening to ruin her future, she had to go to the devil for help. But her best friend wasn't happy with the entanglement. He hated the way they looked perfect in public. Hated the way his brother's hand fit around her waist, the way he brushed her hair in public, and the way he kissed her like no one was watching. CONTENT WARNING! This book is rated 18+. It is twisted and dark in its own way. The MMC is a sadist and not someone that could pass for a saint. Raad with discretion.
View MoreThat was it. My mind glitched, flashing red warning signs everywhere.My mouth hung open as I stared at him, wondering if I'd heard correctly or he had finally lost his mind.His face remained serious. "You're not joking?""I'm not a comedian. Never been one."What the hell!?"Have you lost it, Marshall?" I slammed my hands on the table. "Seriously? You're trying to take advantage of my situation because you think I'm desperate? Why the fuck do I have to move in with you? How many couples live together?"Despite my outburst, he remained unbothered and calmly shrugged. "It's just for precautions. I don't trust you, Solayne. So I need to keep a close eye on you." He leaned forward, going back to the papers. "I hope this doesn't come as offensive—though I don't really care if it does—but my image is more important than yours."My hands folded beside me. I closed my eyes temporarily, taking a deep breath. "Marshall, you're being unreasonable."He glanced up. "You kissed me. Now, you're tr
He lowered his eyes to his desk and scoffed. When he looked up at me again, the shadow seemed to have passed."I was expecting you to laugh," he said dryly. "Turns out you aren't joking."I exhaled. Okay, his reaction scared me more than I'd admit. Why did the mention of a relationship get to him that much?He went back to shuffling papers."This—This is serious, Marshall. In my defense, I didn't expect him to take it seriously. I'd thought the conversation would die in his office. It was the only way I could stop him from seizing power from me. Marshall, you have to understand." I paused. "Now, he's requesting to see you.""Solayne, you better go back there and tell daddy you were high on drugs. I don't do relationships."The asshole.Well, I wasn't surprised. Marshall became too closed off after his girlfriend died seven years ago, two years after the 'incident' between me and him. She'd been abducted and murdered.Her death had really gotten to Marshall. He became too closed off. R
I looked up at Marshall who had that half-lidded amusement in his eyes. Shame suddenly felt heavy on me. I'd kissed him while moaning his brother's name. How did that land in his pretty little ego?"Y—You didn't try to stop me." I tried sounding tough again, but even I could hear the crack in my defense. "You could've done something, Marshall! Push me off or something!"I blinked, remembering the video. "Hold on, you were holding my thigh! You were... touching me!""You don't throw a bone at a dog and expect it to just sniff."My eyes went wide, my jaw dropping."Please, Solayne," he scoffed. "I'd only been carrying out a test to see if you'd become interesting. Turns out you're still the same Solayne from high school."His words ran deep. He was never going to stop talking about the incident from highschool was he?He emptied his glass and reached for a refill. "So, you were hurt my brother picked Nessa over you. Is he even aware you have these feelings for him?""My personal life is
He went mute. Guess he wasn't expecting to hear my voice.I had to check the screen to make sure the call hadn't ended. "Please don't tell me you're waiting for a translator to interpret plain English. Tell your security to let me through the damn gate, Marshall."His response came two seconds later. "And how do you expect me to do that when I'm not talking with him?"I squeezed the phone so hard I wished it were his skull. I yanked it from my ear and stabbed the speaker. "Well, he can hear you now. So, let out the royal command.""Ken," he called, his voice coming off lazy."Sir.""Let her through. And if she's still listening, she should be informed to wait right outside the door until it's opened for her."Before I could spit a comeback, he hung up. Seriously? Dishing such orders like I was some delivery girl?I rolled through the gate and parked at the entrance, killed the engine, and climbed out to wait—just as commanded.My eyes skimmed the driveway. There were seven cars cluste


















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