LOGINBillie.
By morning, I had made up my mind. I was going back to the devils mansion. I came up with a story about being sick yesterday and hoped they would buy it. The men were already gone when I arrived, so I slipped into my uniform and started with cleaning chores. First Law’s room, then Silas’s, and finally Leon’s. “Once I make enough to clear the debts, I’m done for good,” I muttered, lifting a shoebox off the floor to return it to the closet. It felt heavier than it should. “I'll leave town and forget—” I paused as the box slipped from my hand and crisp cash bundles, spilled out in perfect hundreds to the floor. My pulse jumped, I've never seen that much money in my whole life. The angel in me whispered, “return the money where you found it. We already have the card situation.” The devil, “ this can pay all your debts, they are way too rich to notice. The card is Brian's fault. ” I listened to the latter, went back to the dressing room and found two more boxes, one under the suit jackets and the other in a tie closet. All packed to the brim with cash bundles. As my fingers brushed the bands of the money, adrenaline pumped in my veins. This is more than enough to help me. I shoved the bundles into my bag. My hands trembled so much that I fumbled the zipper twice. I started the car and left the mansion. I paid the rent in cash. The landlord took the envelope with a bored nod and a thank-you. The insurance was next, I cleared every single dime. Then threw the rest of the money into my personal bank account. I rushed back home, I packed all our clothes into a suitcase hurriedly. I can’t leave Brian behind, he would end up dead for both the card and the boxes of money I “borrowed”. I couldn’t live with that. I found him under the old Chevy in his garage. “Get up Brian, we have to get going.” I said firmly. He slid from underneath and sat up. “After last night? Are you sure you want to go with your nightmare man child. ”He said with a fake laugh. “I took a loan and cleared everything, and I’m not going to pay it back. You can stay if you plan to.”I added. He wiped his hands on a rag, tossed it aside, and peeled off his overalls. Without another word, he followed me to the car. ~~~~ We arrived in Las Vegas after hours of me driving straight. By the time we checked into a cheap roadside motel, my back felt like it had aged ten years. The next morning, we went house-hunting and lucked out with an affordable one-bedroom on the edge of town. It wasn’t much, but it was ours at least for now. “I’m off to get a new number,” I said, grabbing my purse. “Can I get a few bucks for food? I’m starving,” Brian asked. I handed him two hundred and left. It felt strange walking around in a new town. When I returned, Brian was peeking through the window blinds, his shoulders stiff. “What’s wrong?” I asked. He turned, pale. “We need to get out of here. Now!”He said panicking. “Why?”I asked. “We can’t stay here, Billie. Get your things. We’re leaving.” He grabbed the suitcases and started toward the door. Before I could demand an explanation, the door burst open. Three buff men in leather jackets stormed in. I screamed, confused, as Brian pulled me close, only for one of them to yank me out of his arms. The blond one with a neck tattoo pinned my wrists behind my back, with a crushingly tight grip. A dark-haired man in a spiked jacket walked in slowly with a cigarette between his fingers. “Pleasant surprise seeing you, Brian,” he said calmly. “I heard you were in town. Not even a hello? ” His gaze slid to me. “Alex, please. I know I promised, but let me talk to her first.”Brian stammered. I was so lost on what's happening. Alex came closer, taking a strand of my hair and letting it run through his fingers. “She looks different from how I remember… but perfect either way.” His eyes flicked to the ring on my finger. “She’s your wife now? Even better. Tell me, is she on birth control?”He asked, as his greedy eyes glared at me. “Brian, what’s going on?”I asked, my eyes darting at the men then at Brian. “Billie, I’m sorry. It’s not what it looks like. It’s just an old debt… six days before our wedding…”He paused, and gulped. Alex smirked. “He made a bet and lost. The prize was a night with you.”Alex said happily. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks. “Brian, tell me that’s not true.”I said looking at him. He couldn’t even meet my eyes. “I’m sorry, Billie. Please just take him as me. I’ll make it up to you.”He muttered. “Brian how could you!” I screamed as the blond man dragged me away. My heart broke and burned all at once. They took me to the vacant apartment downstairs. “Guard the door. This might take a while.” Alex ordered his men, shrugging off his jacket. “Stay away from me.”I hissed, pressing myself into a corner. “Come on, don’t make it hard. I’ll be gentle and whatever nonsense Brian says before having sex. A girl like you is obedient and can't fight.”He drawled. He reached for me, I kicked him hard on his right leg. “Stupid slut!” he roared, grabbing my wrist and slamming me to the floor. I kicked again, hitting his ribs. He punched my left eye. Pain exploded all over my face. He leaned in for what looked like a kiss, I spat on his face. “Argh! Damn bitch!” he barked, ripping open my jacket and pinning my hands above my head. The door suddenly swang open. Three men in suits rushed in, grabbing Alex and slamming him against the wall. A tall silhouette filled the doorway. As he stepped further into the room, his image became clearer. I ironed that shirt on my first day at the mansion. My heart raced, mouth slowly parted as I recognized Leon. Black spots filled my eyes and the next thing I saw was total darkness.Billie.I couldn’t stop shaking.The moment Silas left the kitchen, I thought he would come back and hit me. Or worse. I slipped into my room, heart hammering, and dragged some pillows under the bed with me. If anyone came in, I’d hear their footsteps first. I curled up tight in the small, dark space, barely breathing.Duchess wasn’t lying.After everything that happened in Las Vegas… how they threatened me… how could I have ever thought I was special to them? I owe them a fortune. I’m just their prisoner.I was so scared of the way Silas looked at me earlier. Like I was something he could break.I’ll be perfect, quiet and I’ll behave until I find a way out.Exhaustion finally pulled me under.~~~I woke up to darkness.Something soft and silky covered my eyes. My wrists were bound tightly above my head. A thick gag pressed against my tongue, muffling any sound I tried to make. I was no longer under the bed. I was lying on a mattress, completely at someone’s mercy.I panicked, whimp
Silas.The jeweler placed the necklace under the bright light of the boardroom, handling it with the kind of reverence usually reserved for sacred artifacts.“This piece is extraordinarily rare, Mr. Silas,” he said softly. “It belongs to an old noble bloodline. It was originally gifted by a royal member centuries ago. Very few exist in the world.”I leaned forward. “Who owns them?”“Only three families, sir. One was donated to a national museum. The second is worn by a well-known celebrity who never takes it off. The third…” He paused for effect. “Was handed down to Judy Sierra.”The door opened. Law and Leon stepped inside, closing it behind them.“So whoever has this necklace… it came from Judy Sierra?”The jeweler nodded. “Yes. But it was never meant to be sold. The instructions that came with it were very specific: the person holding this necklace must be taken to Judy Sierra. It serves as undeniable proof that the bearer is a legitimate family member — her direct blood.”Now it m
Billie.I couldn’t stop smiling as I moved through the house that morning. My legs were still deliciously sore from the way Leon destroyed me on the pool daybed last night. Every step reminded me of how deep he’d been, and how full he’d left me.“If this is how I pay off my debt…” I thought, biting my lip, “I might just enjoy being in their debt forever.”I grabbed the laundry basket and quietly pushed open Silas’s door. He was still in bed, sprawled on his back, the sheets barely covering his hips. The clear outline of his naked body underneath made my breath catch. He looked peaceful… and unfairly hot.I cleared my throat softly. “Can I open the curtains?”Silas didn’t open his eyes. “Warm me first.”His voice came out raspy with sleep.I paused, confused. “Uh… do you want an extra blanket? Or should I turn the AC up?”He cracked one eye open, a lazy smirk forming on his lips. “No. I want you to warm me. Hurry up. I have a meeting soon.”I stood there blinking like an idiot. “Wa
Billie.I promised myself I wouldn’t go to any more events anytime soon. Not after that panic attack at Judy Sierra’s wake. The flames still felt too real.Leon had left hours ago for some business. The house was quiet. After a long nap that finally calmed my nerves, I threw myself into work — made dinner, folded laundry, anything to stay busy. When that wasn’t enough, I curled up with my phone and scrolled until I found a story titled Maid x mafia guy. The title alone made me smile. It instantly reminded me of that shy maid at the wake… and the way she looked at Baron.Later that night, I found myself drawn to the pool.It was my first time stepping near water since the lake accident. My chest felt tight as I stood at the edge, staring at the glowing blue surface. I needed this. I refused to let fear control me anymore. No more panic attacks and flashbacks ruling my life.I peeled off my maid uniform, then my pants and bra, leaving only my black lace panties. The cool night air ki
Billie.“I’m ready.”I descended the stairs carefully, trying my best not to limp. The three of them were waiting in the foyer, dressed in sharp black suits that made them look like gods of death. The moment they saw me, Leon’s jaw tightened and Silas frowned deeply. Their eyes snapped to Law.“I told you to go easy,” Leon muttered under his breath.Law shrugged, completely unbothered. “I did. She wanted harder.”Silas exhaled sharply. “We’re going to a fücking funeral and she’s limping. This doesn’t look good.”Heat rushed to my face. “I can stay behind if it’s going to be a problem—”“No,” Leon cut in, firmly. “We’re already late. Let’s go.”~~The Judy Sierra Estate was breathtakingly intimidating. Luxury cars lined the long driveway like a sea of wealth and power. Staff moved silently, guiding guests through the massive doors. The moment we stepped inside, I felt small. Portraits of Judy Sierra adorned the walls — elegant, commanding and dripping in diamonds. She looked like a
Billie“Fuck… Law,” I moaned, eyes fluttering.“That’s it, beautiful,” he praised, starting a deep, rhythmic pace. “Look at me while I stretch you open. God, you feel incredible. So warm, so wet, gripping me like you were made for my cock.”He leaned down, kissing me deeply as he fucked me harder, the wet sounds of my pussy echoing with every thrust. His pelvis ground against my clit with every stroke, sending sparks through my entire body.“You’re so fucking pretty when you take me like this,” he whispered against my lips. “Eyes rolling back, lips parted, moaning my name. Good girl… such a good sexy baby.”I came again, clenching hard around him, crying out as pleasure flooded every nerve. He didn’t stop, just kept fucking me through it with deep, possessive strokes, praising me the whole time.He pulled out after my orgasm faded, flipped me over, and stood at the edge of the bed.“Bend over the end of the bed for me, baby. Ass up, spread those cheeks for me.”I obeyed eagerly, layi







