Mag-log inCHAPTER FORTY FOURNALA POVThe blindfold came off and I wished it hadn't and not just because of what I saw but because of what I smelled first. The nauseating odor of sweat and something older underneath it, it was the kind of smell that soaked into walls over years and never left no matter what you cleaned it with. It was that bad. I looked around slowly as my eyes adjusted to the dull light around the room, it was a rough concrete room with one bulb hanging from the ceiling doing the bare minimum and an uncomfortable metal chair that I was currently zip tied to, wrists behind my back and ankles to the legs.It was professionally organized in a way Dante’s people can never imagine or duplicate. "She's up." A rough masculine voice I couldn’t see from the corner said like I was just a status update.His announcement is followed by footsteps from the other side of the room but before I could turn to church who it was,a face appeared in front of mine, crouching to my eye level. He
CHAPTER FORTY THREEIVIN POVI came through that window with one thing on my mind.Two things actually, if I was being honest, which I rarely was even with myself seeing as I barely acknowledged my own feelings till the red head temptress Nalayna came into the picture. Back to the things on my mind, The first was Nala. The second was also Nala but with less clothes involved and I want us to try the shower position where I take her from behind while the shower does its job above us. I was supposed to take her from behind till she orgasmed after which I’ll carry her against the shower tiles and her fucked get hard till her legs were shaky then I’ll have her ride me on her bed and we can call it a night that is if I don’t wake up midnight to make her scream in pleasure again. I shook my head wildly, I wasn’t this bad as a girly teenager, I’m over 30 and I have control over my dick.It was both a reminder and a confirmation. When I got to her window it was half open when I got there wh
CHAPTER FORTY TWO NALA POV I had been lying to myself for exactly twenty two hours. Telling myself I was going to tell Ivin about the message from Ethan. I was going to walk up to him, show him the conversation I had already deleted from Nova's phone, and let him handle it the way he handled everything, without involving me in any of the decisions. The problem was that last part. Without involving me. Ethan was my brother. My mess. My seventeen years of cleaning up after someone who loved me in the only broken way he knew how. Ivin would take one look at that north gate situation and lock the entire compound down, confiscate my ability to breathe without supervision, and Ethan would disappear back into whatever hole he'd crawled out of with whatever information he claimed to have. And I would never know. So I lied to myself for twenty two hours and then I stopped lying and started planning instead. The north gate was the weak point I had clocked on my second day of walking
CHAPTER FORTY ONEIVIN POVThe day dragged without much happening which was somehow worse than something happening because at least something happening gave my hands a purpose.I moved through the usual checks on all the security gadgets, cameras, sensors, the works. My boss caught me digging deeper into the logs than necessary and gave me that look he reserved for situations he found both concerning and entertaining simultaneously."You're being paranoid, man.""Boss. Your family—""There's nothing out there anymore. Luca's men already pissed themselves and ran. That son of a bitch Dante is buried somewhere underground hiding his head. We're safe. Nothing to be scared of.""Ethan—""Ethan Brooks is a broke asshole drowning in debt and hiding from his own shadow. There's nothing he can do. Shake this paranoia out of your system, it doesn't look good on you.""I'm just doing my job.""You're being paranoid." He paused, that half smile crawling up his face. "Maybe you should head back t
CHAPTER FORTYNala’s POVI was floating in a beautifully colored sky. Not the sugary fantasy stuff either, the kind with cartoon clouds and harps playing somewhere in the distance. This was different. Warm and slow and drenched in something that felt suspiciously like deep bone satisfaction.Then I landed.Sunlight was streaming through the curtains when I opened my eyes and the soreness hit me immediately. Not the bad kind. It's more of the sweet, voluntary, I-would-absolutely-do-this-again kind that settled into your bones and made you want to stretch like a very well-fed cat. Before dawn broke I had woken up to Ivin between my legs at least twice and he'd followed that up by fucking me hard each time after. The man had the stamina of a horse and the audacity to still look composed while I was barely surviving.I turned over to enjoy the empty space beside me and met a firm warm naked chest instead.Ivin.I blinked twice. He was still there, blanket pooled at his waist, chest bare,
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINEIVIN'S POVShe was still shaking, thighs clamped around my head, her hot cum flooding my tongue and dripping down my chin. That fiery little redhead had ridden my face like she owned the world, calling me her good boy, making me crawl like a dog for her jeans.Cute. Real fucking cute.Now the game was over.I rose slowly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, towering over her sprawled body. My cock was throbbing, thick and heavy, leaking pre-cum down the shaft. Nala looked up at me with glassy green eyes, chest heaving, that bratty smirk finally cracking."Think you're done playing boss, Carrot?" I growled, voice low and dangerous.Her breath hitched. "Ivin..."I grabbed her ankles and yanked her ass right to the edge of the bed. She gasped, legs falling open wide."You had your fun, you little brat," I said, unbuckling my belt with one hand while the other pinned her hip down hard. "Now you're gonna take every inch I give you and you're gonna beg like the nee
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE: SELFISHNOVA / ELIZABETH POVWe'd spent the entire day at the county fair two towns over. It was all rides, games, cotton candies and the works. Phoenix and Asher had run themselves ragged, their little faces sticky with sugar and sunburned despite the sunscreen I'd r
CHAPTER NINETY-SIX: BIANCA ELENA SONNIEBIANCA POVYes.I'm a bitch.Not just any bitch.I'm the fucking big bad boss bitch.Fuck Grant Calloway for thinking he had any shot at ha
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN: VOWSGRANT POVI got back to the estate at dawn, two hours before anyone else was awake.Bianca was dead.Not by my hand directly—I wasn't that reckless—but by my order. Luca's people had made it look like an accident. Carbon monoxide leaked in her hotel room. Her bod
CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR: WHAT NEXT?NOVA POVI woke up with a throbbing headache splintering my skull. My eyes closed tightly in pain as the headache intensified and the events that happened came flooding back. I sat up straight immediately, my eyes flew open to see the school nurse beside me.I'm stil







