로그인Aurelia's eyes snapped open with a jolt, her head pounding like a drum in a rock concert. The VIP suite's morning light filtered through heavy curtains, casting a soft glow over the king-sized bed where she lay tangled in silk sheets. Her mouth tasted like cotton soaked in regret, and nausea churned in her stomach. Fragments of the night crashed back, dancing wildly in the bar, the blur of the restroom doors, rough hands grabbing her, tearing at her clothes. Then, strong arms lifting her, a deep voice murmuring safety. But the face... it slipped away, hazy and indistinct, like a dream she couldn't grasp.She groaned, pressing her palms to her temples, the events replaying in staccato bursts: the slap across her cheek, the belt binding her wrists, the leader's cock thrusting out obscenely. Panic clawed at her chest, but it faded into shaky relief. Someone had saved her. Who?The door creaked open, and Mira slipped in, balancing a small tray with a steaming mug and a plate of what looke
The sleek black SUV pulled up to the towering glass facade of Armament Industries, Ronan's sprawling company headquarters that loomed like a fortress on the edge of the city. The sun had fully set now, the neon lights of New York casting erratic shadows across the parking lot. Ronan stepped out first, his broad shoulders straining against the black button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal the intricate tattoos snaking up his forearms. Kai followed, phone pressed to his ear, coordinating with the shadows they had planted at the hotel.'Yeah, keep an eye on them, especially Aurelia, until I'm there,' Ronan barked into his own phone, his voice a low growl that brooked no argument. He ended the call with a jab of his thumb, shoving the device into his pocket. The air hummed with tension, the faint scent of blood from earlier still clinging to his clothes. 'Kai, round up the guys. Quick—we're heading to the hotel. Now.'Kai nodded sharply, already texting the team. Within minutes, a
The afternoon sun dipped low, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple as evening crept in. Aurelia lounged on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the wall, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and lingering heat from the morning's chaos. The house felt too quiet now, the echoes of her mother's moans long faded, leaving only the weight of betrayal pressing on her chest. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with Mira's name. She snatched it up without a second thought, swiping to answer.'Aurelia! How far along are you guys into the wedding prep? Come pick me up from the airport, yayyy, I made it!' Mira's voice exploded through the speaker, bubbly and excited, the kind of energy that usually lifted Aurelia's spirits.But Aurelia's face remained blank, her reflection in the mirror across the room showing hollow eyes and a tight jaw. Mira's tone shifted instantly, picking up on the silence. 'What's wrong? You sound... off.''I'll tell you when I reach the airp
Fingers traced her slit through the fabric, rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles until she whimpered. With a rip, he tore the panties away, the sound sharp in the night, cool air kissing her bare, slick folds. 'Don't worry,' he growled, voice rough. 'I'll get you another one.' He dropped to his knees, burying his face between her thighs. His tongue plunged into her cunt, lapping greedily at her juices, sucking her folds into his mouth with voracious pulls. He devoured her like she was his only sustenance, nose grinding her clit while his lips sealed around her hole, tongue fucking deep and hard.His hands roamed up, yanking the dress's neckline down to free her breasts. They spilled out, nipples hard peaks in the night air. He cupped the soft mounds, thumbs flicking the buds before rolling them between rough fingers, pinching until she gasped. The dual assault, his mouth ravaging her pussy, teeth grazing her inner lips, and his hands twisting her nipples, pushed her over again. Au
She loaded it quick: thick slices of roast turkey, creamy brie wedges, clusters of red grapes, a few crackers to bind it all. Her mouth watered, but haste made her clumsy, a grape rolled off, and she snatched it mid-air. Voices drifted from the living room, Selene's, bright and tipsy already, planning the night's itinerary with her bridesmaids. 'The strippers arrive at ten, full monty, ladies!'Aurelia bolted, plate clutched to her chest, taking the stairs two at a time. Her bedroom door slammed shut behind her, lock twisting with finality. Safe. She kicked off her sneakers, toes curling into the rug, and settled cross-legged on the bed. The plate balanced on her lap, she queued up a mindless action flick on her phone, explosions and car chases to drown out the thoughts swirling.First bite: turkey, juicy and savory, melting on her tongue. She chewed slowly, the movie's hero dodging bullets while her mind wandered back to the box. What if the remote was in his pocket tomorrow, thumb h
Downstairs, the house was quiet, no sign of Selene or Ronan. Plates sat clean in the sink, the coffee pot still warm but empty. Aurelia grabbed her bag and headed to the exit door, spotting her mother's sports car keys on the console table. Luckily, she'd brought it over yesterday. She slid into the leather seat, the engine roaring to life with a throaty purr, and zoomed off toward the city, the mansion shrinking in the rearview mirror.Traffic hummed around her as she merged onto the highway, the skyline rising ahead. Her new tech job waited, lines of code, meetings, a normal routine to anchor her. But even as the wind whipped through the open window, Ronan's smirk lingered in her thoughts, a shadow she couldn't quite outrun. The wedding loomed, Saturday just days away, and with it, the tangled web of family and forbidden tension.At the office, she parked in the underground garage and rode the elevator up, the ding of floors a welcome distraction. Her desk awaited in the open-plan s







