INICIAR SESIÓNDominic.I stood frozen under the dark stairs, my head still turned to the side from the sharp slap that tiny hand was able to gift my cheek.The skin across my cheekbone throbbed, burning with a heat-filled sting. I didn't touch it yet. I just listened to the sound of her bare feet running down the hall, slapping against the floor. A second later, her door slammed shut.A low, dark laugh bubbled up from my chest."Little kitten got claws," I whispered into the dark.I raised my right hand—the palm still wet, glossy, and slick with her scent.Slowly, I lifted my fingers to my face. Fuck… this shit is so tempting.I didn't think; I drove the fingers into my mouth at once.The warm wetness on my fingers touched my tongue. I licked her wetness off my skin, tasting her on the tip of my tongue. It hit my head like a shot of fire.Fuck, she tasted so good.I dragged my thumb over the swollen, burning skin of my cheekbone, pressing hard into the pain. My cock throbbed painfully.I knew I sho
Evaria.What have I done?The question beat against the inside of my skull, rhythmic and punishing, keeping time with the slapping of my bare soles against the tiled marble floor.My chest heaved, every draw of air burning down my throat. I dragged the back of my hand across my mouth, trying to scrub away the lingering taste of Ryker's fucking cum that was now sitting confidently in my stomach.My damp silk robe fluttered around my legs like a useless shroud. I didn't care about the cold. I didn't care about the dark. I just needed to reach my door, turn the key, and lock the rest of the world out forever.Even now, I could already promise myself I was never stepping out of that room again or ever, ever coming out in the night.I was almost there. Just past the arched doorway, a few short steps from safety—Suddenly,A hand shot out from the dark alcove beneath the grand staircase.Iron fingers clamped around my wrist, hard enough to bruise."Let go—!" The gasp tore from my lungs, but
Ryker.I stared up at her trembling frame kneeling on the freezing tile. Her eyes were wide and glassy with tears. Her lips parted in a breathless, terrified gasp.A few minutes ago, she looked like she was down for anything, offered herself up like a sacrifice for peace.And did I say get out?I did.I shouldn't have shoved her away before she left. My words were enough. But she refused, went down on her knees, and then suddenly stopped because Dew came?Nah… because now, every last shred of my fucking discipline had snapped."Your mouth, Evaria. Open it."My fingers tightened in her hair, yanking her head back until her pale throat was fully exposed under the blue light.Fuck.I just wanted to bite it. Mark it. Dig my teeth into that smooth skin until she bled.Insane, wild thoughts were screaming through my head thanks to this stupid curse.And she was right. It was all her fault.Her breath hitched in small sobs of regret. Her hands flew up, her small fingers clutching weakly at m
EvariaI stood near the dark glass door, my hand clutching the thin white silk robe against my chest. "Is that... is that my fault too?"Ryker’s heavy breathing stopped. For a minute, like he was analyzing the reason why I was there instead of the cage he had confined me in.Slowly, he slid his right hand out from the waistband of his shorts beneath the surface, resting his wet arm flat against the tiled rim of the pool."What the fuck are you doing down here?" His voice was low, raspy, and coated with the moment he was in. But nothing about it sounded like shame.I didn't step back. I took a slow step out of the place I was. I didn't know what I wanted to do, but I knew I was up to something I would probably regret."Dominic said I created a mess," I said, my voice shaking. "And... he made me give him relief. He was fine afterwards. Or... at least a little relieved."Ryker’s jaw clenched hard. A thick muscle pulsed along his cheekbone as his dark eyes locked onto me."Hey… Get back t
Evaria The room that those guys had put me inside, no doubt, was beautiful, but I swear, it was just another beautiful cage. A prison, or should I say, a tomb.I sat on the edge of the mattress, my toes sinking into the thick pile of the rug, staring at the blank wall.No phone. No TV. Nothing.Imagine my life.Minutes had long since bled into hours, marked only by the quiet entry of Helen carrying silver trays of food, setting them down, and leaving without a word.I had slept, woke up, slept again, woke up, thought about my life over and over and over.Now, the silence felt like it was pressing down on my chest. Every breath I took felt like it needed extra effort.I stood up, pulling the thin white silk night robe tight around my body and knotting the belt at my waist.I walked toward the door, my heart hammering an erratic rhythm against my ribs.I knew it wasn't locked, but Helen had specifically, including Dew, said I should remain inside.My hand trembled as my fingers wrapped
Ryker.(Hours later…)I stood near the large glass doors overlooking the pool, unbuttoning the top collar of my shirt. My chest heaving slightly as the unwanted heat humming deep beneath my skin refused to die down.Dew stood three paces back near the island. He held a digital tablet in his hands, standing stiff."Master Ryker, regarding the girl’s schedule..." Dew started. "Being enrolled at the academy... How are we handling her attendance once the week is up?"I kept my back turned to him. A sharp, burning wave of heat flashed down my stomach."What do you mean?" I asked."You, Dominic, games, practices, everything..." Dew paused, looking at me. "How does this work? How are we going to balance it?"I closed my eyes for a fraction of a second. I couldn't even wrap my head around the whole mess. Living with the girl and sending her off to school wasn't the main issue. The real problem lay with my own career, my team, and the personal disasters piling up around us."We will deal with







