Se connecterTHIRD PERSON POVFrederick’s office had been transformed into a chamber of emotional suffocation. Alessandra, completely surrendered to her role as a seductress, moved her hips over Frederick’s lap with a lewd rhythm, sliding back and forth with a torturous slowness.She could feel the tip of Frederick’s cock, hard as steel, thumping against her flat stomach, and the dampness of pre-seminal fluid began to soak her skin.Alessandra let out a gasp and leaned in to catch Frederick’s lips, burying her tongue in his mouth with an urgency that bordered on desperate.Alessandra was not there just for pleasure. In fact, when Richard invited her, she accepted immediately under a clear order: to watch Frederick and do whatever was necessary to get pregnant.Richard wanted to secure the Bayron lineage with a woman of her class, regardless of Frederick’s refusal of the decision. To him, the most important thing was to keep the family under his palm.Alessandra knew she had to sleep with him toni
I walked toward Luke, who was trying to blend into the shadows near the large windows, and I placed a hand on his shoulder with a firmness that made him tense up."Move. To the private office. Now," I ordered, my voice cutting through any trace of rebellion.Then, I tilted my head toward Alessandra, who was standing a few paces away watching the competition of women on the stage with boredom."Alessandra, you too," I said, stopping for just a second. "We need to close an agreement."I saw absolute confusion cross Luke’s face, his eyes jumping from me to Alessandra with a mix of suspicion and fear. She, on the contrary, let out a crystalline, predatory laugh. I didn't have to ask twice; she accepted with a glint of malice in her gaze that confirmed she would enjoy every second of what was about to happen.We walked down the hallway in a dense silence toward my office. Upon entering, the scent of leather and tobacco greeted us like a shroud. I locked the door, and the sound of the bolt
Although rage had tensed my shoulders upon learning that my father invited Alessandra without consulting me, I now understood that her presence was a tool.I needed her to calm my father’s nerves, but above all, she was the perfect hammer to finish breaking Luke’s will.However, I felt control slipping through my fingers; the desire Luke provoked in me was starting to cloud my strategic judgment. I needed to prove to myself that he was just flesh, an object I could share or discard in a sudden fit of boredom."Get away, Luke," I ordered with a coldness that sliced through the air. "Have fun, if you even can. But I don’t want you out of this ballroom. If you cross that threshold, the ring on your finger will tell me before you even set foot in the hallway."Luke said nothing. He limited himself to giving me a look of pure contempt and walked away toward the bar.As soon as he was far enough away, I released Alessandra’s waist as if her skin burned me and let out a gasp of pure disgust.
When the door closed behind us, leaving us in an empty hallway where only the distant murmur of music could be heard, Riley turned around."What’s wrong? You’re scaring me," I said, leaning against the wall.Riley took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a second."I’ve been overhearing conversations, Luke. They were men with foreign accents. They were talking about an auction happening after midnight, in the basement of this very house."My heart skipped a beat as I remembered Rusty’s words in the hallway."An auction?" I asked."They said the Bayron protégé is the top lot," she continued with a slight grimace of concern on her lips. "Luke, I think they’re talking about you."I felt an arctic chill run down my spine. "About me?" There were so many things in my head that I still didn't fully understand what was happening."Yes, Luke. They say Richard has been receiving astronomical offers for your purity since those photos at the university leaked," Riley continued, speaking fast. "Th
However, all my thoughts died when Frederick reached his free hand into his pocket and pulled out the small black remote control. With a cynical smile, he turned it on to the lowest level right before my eyes.*Bzzzz.*Immediately, an electric current shot through my interior, racing up my spine to my chest. There was no pain, but rather a deep, constant vibration that made me choke back a moan.My knees buckled for a second, and I had to brush my hair back with my free hand to hide the shiver."If you spill a single drop of that crystal on the carpet, Luke," Frederick warned in a whisper that only I heard, "I will take you to the basement before the first course is served.""I'm not going to spill anything," I shot back, looking at him defiantly, and to prove it, I downed the glass in one long gulp without taking my eyes off his.I wiped a drop of liquor from the corner of my mouth with the sleeve of my tuxedo, my expression full of pure rebellion.Frederick only tilted the corner of
LUKE’S POVThe sound of the alarm pierced my brain like a burning nail. I opened my eyes, and the ceiling of the room spun a full circle before stabilizing.I lay motionless, with a terrible headache, staring at the white light streaming through the large window while the memories of the early morning hit me with the force of a sledgehammer.Frederick, with his whiskey breath, his perverted gaze, and the humiliation of my own body reacting to him.I remained still, staring into the void, letting the hours pass, watching the sunlight change its angle on the carpet. I didn't eat; I didn't drink; I just lay there, rotting in my own disgust.However, around 4 in the afternoon, a few soft knocks sounded at the door."Luke? Honey, are you awake?" My mother’s voice pierced through the wood.I didn't answer, believing she would leave and let me be in peace. But instead, the door opened slowly and she walked in.She looked radiant, already dressed in a silk ensemble that screamed "mogul's wife







