LOGIN[Alma]"Remember, you respect your husband so much, don't you?"I would have preferred another slap to my already bruised cheek than hearing him say those words back to me with his fingers deep into my pussy.I opened my mouth to say something, only to shut it back because I had absolutely nothing to say.A smirk curled up his lips—that same smirk that makes me want to slap him and kiss him at the same time."Don't you think it's wrong?" Mr Steele murmured. "Begging to cum on my fingers when you respect your husband so...""Just stop!" I yelled, trying to control how loudly my heart was thumping. "You talk like I chose this... It's all your fault... And right after this trip, this has to come to an end... I... oh fuck!" A loud moan burst from my throat as he pulled out and drove back in with force."It has to do what?" He leaned in, tilting my head to stare into his eyes. "Tell me?"His finger curled into that dangerous spot, and I fucking saw stars.My body jerked, my eyes rolling de
[Zevyn]"I don't even remember him..." That was all I heard her say when I walked in, and then I watched as she raised her hand and smacked her cheek hard.I'm not a man of emotions. I don't know how to console people and I sure as hell don't know how to be nice; it's never been in my nature.But the sight of that bruise blooming across her cheek like spilled ink made something ugly twist inside my chest.I'd walked in just in time to stop her from doing it again.For one brief second, I wanted to grab her chin, force her to look at me, and tell me exactly what could drive a woman to hit herself hard enough to leave marks.Alma whimpered in my arms, pulling me back to the kiss as she wrapped her arms around my neck.It's not the first time I've kissed her and I knew she wasn't kissing me because she needed it. She kissed me like someone trying to outrun a thought.Like someone desperate to think about anything else.And if she wanted to use me to forget whatever was going on with her,
[Alma]The moment I looked up and saw the figure in front of me, my body locked.Like something inside me had been grabbed mid-motion and held there.Mr Steele was right there.One hand in his pocket. The other hanging loose at his side. But it wasn’t his posture that got to me — it was his eyes.His brows were pulled together, that faint crease between them deepening like whatever he was seeing wasn’t making sense.My chest reacted before my thoughts even formed properly — a hard, sudden slam against my ribs that made my breath catch halfway in.When did he walk in?The thought hit too late.Because I hadn’t heard anything.Not footsteps. Not the door. Not even the shift in air that should’ve come with him.How the fuck did I not notice?My fingers went slightly numb.My throat tightened like it was closing on the question.Did he hear me say anything?My breath stalled right there, stuck behind my ribs like it didn’t know where to go next."You’re… You’re back?" I said.The words ca
[Alma]My fingers paused on my keyboard for what had to be the hundredth time as I stared at the closed oversized door, my brows drawing together as my gaze lingered on it far longer than it should have. "Why did he rush out like that?" I whispered under my breath, replaying the way Mr Steele had rushed out all over again.At first, I'd convinced myself he'd rushed out because he was late for somewhere important, maybe some business meeting or something work-related, but the more I thought about it, the less it made sense.There had been something in the way he looked at me before leaving, the way his eyes stayed on me for just a little too long as though he wanted to say something but couldn't, and somehow that unsettled me more than if he'd walked out without a word."It's still none of my business," I reminded myself again, dragging my attention back to the glowing iPad screen in front of me.I saved the few chapters I was done working on, my fingers moving almost mechanically ove
[Zevyn]"This is insane." I whispered, almost laughing at myself as my hand tightened on the steering wheel.It's impossible,.I don't know how to explain it but it's fucking impossible. Still, my heart thudded with every word that swirled deep in my head as I pressed the accelerator, ignoring every traffic light.My knuckles had turned white from gripping the steering wheel that hard, but that was the least of my damn problems.My car finally slowed down in front of a familiar building. The one I hadn't been in for over six years.My jaw clenched before I could stop it, my teeth gritting hard. I knew if I didn't let go, I would crack a tooth.After a few minutes of trying to fight my demons, my body won the battle as I turned off the ignition. I was out of the car before I could second-guess myself as I started toward the building.Everything looked as much as I could remember. I moved past the receptionist, ignoring her greeting and whatever she was bluffing as my eyes stayed rooted
[Zevyn]It didn’t feel like I was drowning. It felt… peaceful. Too peaceful, the kind of silence that shouldn’t belong to a place like this. I found myself standing still in the familiar emptiness as always, eyes drifting across nothing and everything at the same time, waiting for it—the fear.The one I had grown used to, the one that usually crawled up my spine the second I ended up here—but it never came. Instead, there was warmth, soft and unsettling, wrapping around me in a way I couldn’t quite place, like something invisible had decided to hold me in place without permission. I frowned slightly, lowering my gaze, turning slowly as if I could catch whatever it was, but there was nothing. Nothing I could see. Yet I could still feel it, clearer now, like pressure against my skin, breath too close to my body.And just when I tried to step further into the emptiness—because somehow, some part of me thought moving deeper might make it clearer, might make it make sense—a sudden, sharp s







