LOGIN“Good girl.”The word echoed in my head like a whisper from somewhere deep and dark.I shifted in the sheets, the fabric cool against my bare skin with my body aching in ways I couldn’t name. My mind was awake, but the rest of me, throbbing and heavy, was caught between sleep and some memories.“I can’t! Please… be gentle.”Another voice, mine quivered in the back of my memory, soft but trembling. I froze, the air tightening in my lungs. I swallowed hard and rolled onto my side but my pulse quickened as warmth flooded my face. I didn’t have to open my eyes to feel the ghost of it. The weight of hands on my hips. The press of skin against mine and the ragged sound of breath. Then it came again, low and rough.“I’m sure you can do better than that, peach. Ride that cock faster.”My eyes flew open and reality hit cold and undeniable. Something definitely happened last night.I turned, my stomach twisting so hard I thought I’d be sick, but there he was, Castiel, lying in my bed. In the
JENETA’S POV.The point was simple, I was having fun. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt free. Truly free. Not the kind of freedom where you have permission to exist, but the kind where you let go of everything weighing you down. It had been years since I felt this light, this alive. The last time I went to a club was when I gained admission to university. In the years that followed, life had a way of taking everything from me, my friends, my dreams, and, somewhere along the way, myself. "Pour me some more," I told the woman in my lap, my voice slurring slightly as I handed her my empty glass. She smiled playfully, filling it to the brim without hesitation. But just as I was about to take another sip, I spotted someone over her shoulder. Broad shoulders, a confident gait, and a commanding presence that could only belong to one person. Jinhai.I froze for a moment, debating whether to acknowledge him. But instead of giving him the satisfaction, I turned my att
JENETA’S POV. I took a deep breath, trying to keep my composure. To remain cool was the goal, but it felt as if I was holding my breath underwater. "Is this some stunt again? Where’s the camera?"Jinhai’s expression shifted instantly. The softness in his doe-like eyes disappeared, replaced by something predatory. The change in him was unnerving. His face turned cold, and yet, it carried a deadly gaze that made my skin crawl. I held his gaze, refusing to back down, even as my heart raced."Camera?" he repeated, straightening his posture. His intense gaze never left mine. "You think I need a camera?" I scoffed, crossing my arms as I slipped out of his grasp. "So, you’re saying you know nothing about the paparazzi?" "Darling," he began with his lips curved into a wicked evil smirk. "Jeneta," I corrected sharply, but before I could finish, I was back in his arms. He pulled me against his chest, his grip possessive and it was impossible to resist. "Don’t dare act stubborn," he
JENETA'S POV.We arrived at the mansion, and before Chen could get to my door, I pushed it open myself. I thought I had seen luxury before, but what stood before me now was beyond anything I could have imagined. The grand estate towered before me, its intricate architecture and grounds radiating an air of opulence. I stepped out, overwhelmed, my eyes scanning every detail of the sprawling estate. Jinhai walked toward me. "Is this your family house?" I asked."Yes," he replied calmly. His eyes lingered on mine, studying me, as if waiting for my reaction. "Although Biluo isn’t home." I could feel his gaze, sharp and probing, testing me for something. I smiled softly, refusing to let his scrutiny unnerve me. "Of course. She’s probably flying in from London." Before Jinhai could respond, a high-pitched voice broke the silence. "Jin!" I turned toward the sound, spotting a small girl running out of the mansion. Her tiny legs moved with determined speed as her arms flung out
JENETA’S POV.In less than two days, my life had transformed into a whirl of luxury. Two days ago, at the shopping centre, I had no idea what had come over me. I had just separated from Nonso, but the way Jinhai touched me. It was electric. It wasn’t just physical. It was as if something invisible and undeniable had sparked within me. I dared not admit it to myself before, but everything felt different now.When he said I was going to be his wife, I lost every ounce of control I thought I had. I needed him to touch me, to make me scream the way only he could. But the difference now? I wanted to enjoy it without guilt.I stepped out of my dressing room, adjusting the hem of my low-waist skirt. The fabric sat snugly against my hips, exposing just enough to show my skin. My top barely covered my lower belly, and my heeled slippers clicked softly against the floor as I walked. Today, we were leaving for Shanghai.As I made my way outside, the early sun cast a soft glow over the
JINHAI’S POV.I released her, my legs parting hers wider. The moment my fingers brushed against her, I felt how wet she was. "Say my name again," I murmured, though every nerve in my body screamed to lose that control. Jeneta’s eyes locked with mine, wide and glassy, before they flickered downward. My gaze dropped to her throat as she swallowed hard, her pulse visibly racing. "Jinhai," she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling, fragile, yet full of something I couldn’t name. I inhaled sharply, my eyes snapping back to hers. "Goddamn," I growled. "You have no idea how beautiful you sound." And then my lips crashed against hers, fierce and demanding, swallowing her gasp. My hand slid her panties to the side, my fingers finding her clit. I circled it slowly, deliberately. Her voice broke, her body trembling against mine, and I felt her nearly sink into the table."Ah," she whimpered, her hand shooting out to grab my wrist. "Please." I cupped her chin with my free hand, pu
JENETA’S POV. The next time I opened my eyes. It was morning. I had fallen asleep in my clothes, my body stiff from the position I had curled into the previous night. My phone still lay on the bed beside me.I dragged myself into the shower and even as I let the water pour over me, it couldn’t was
JENETA’S POV.He didn’t even acknowledge me. He remained with the crowd, tall and with a never-failing smile still plastered on his face. He looked... different. Everything about him had confidence, almost like Jinhai, but not quite there. Jinhai was born into this world, born with the elegance t
JENETA’S POV.As I opened my eyes, it was morning. It was morning and brighter now. I watched the sheer curtains swaying with the breeze, letting in the fresh air. It was a beautiful sight, so breathtakingly beautiful that tears welled up in my eyes, slipping silently down my cheeks and soaking int
JENETA’S POV.“Thailand?” I murmured to myself as I lay motionless on the bed in the darkness around me. The lights in my room were off, leaving only the glow of my phone to illuminate my face. My fingers aimlessly scrolled through the internet, passing by without much thought until a headline fro







