MasukI burst through the hospital doors, almost colliding with someone.“Sorry, really sorry,” I quickly said, not even looking at the person's face. I just pushed past him, my eyes darting left and right, scanning the parking lot, the ambulance bay, and the dimly lit paths leading to the main road. “Elena!” I called out, my voice cracking slightly. But there was no response or any sight of her.It’s as if she had vanished into thin air.I could feel my heart pounding so hard, as I searched frantically for her. I even saw someone that looked like her from behind. I rushed over, and grabbed her arm—only to realize it was a stranger.“I’m so sorry,” I apologized, slightly bowing my head.The woman rolled her eyes at me in annoyance and then walked off, while I felt a little bit embarrassed with what just happened. I let out a disappointed sigh and then looked at the image again.What am I going to do now?I have to find her. I chewed on my lower lip, thinking of what to do and just then I
At the hospital, the corridors blurred into streaks of sterile white and harsh fluorescent light as Lucy was wheeled into the resuscitation room.We tried to follow, but a doctor stepped firmly in front of us, his hand raised.“I’m sorry, you can’t come in. Please wait here.”“But we…”He didn’t even wait for an explanation before the glass door swung shut between us. Nevertheless I moved closer to the door, looking through it. My hands clasped against my chest as if in prayer.I watched as one nurse cut away Lucy’s clothes while another inserted an IV line. A doctor grabbed the defibrillator paddles, rubbing them together as the machine charged with a rising whine.“Clear!”Lucy’s tiny body jerked violently upward from the shock. And with every jolt, I felt my own body shake, as if the electricity was surging through me too.My eyes were already brimming with tears, a fresh wave of guilt crashing over me.This is all my fault.The thought looped endlessly in my mind.What if I had ne
I kept glancing at the door with every bite I took.“Where did he go?” I muttered to no one in particular. He’d said he only needed to grab something from the car, so how long could that possibly take?Just as I finished my last bite, the door opened and Alex stepped back into the room, carrying a sleek paper bag. He set it down gently at the foot of the bed.“Here.”I reached for it. “What’s this?”“Clothes.”I looked up at him.Then back down at the bag. Curious, I reached inside, pulling out a folded dress first, a beautiful cream-colored sundress made of the softest fabric I had ever touched. It looked elegant yet comfortable—perfect for the day. But when I shifted the tissue paper aside, my eyes landed on the matching lace lingerie set.A bra.And underneath that, folded neatly, a pair of pants.My hand froze inside the bag.The heat hit my face so fast I couldn’t even breathe through it. I just sat there, staring down at the contents of the bag, completely incapable of forming a
I walked back to the bed, and sank onto the edge. My phone still glowing with Lucy’s impatient messages.With a smile on my lip, i tilted my head slightly, wondering exactly how much I should tell her.“It was amazing,” I typed, my cheeks already heating up.Then her reply came almost instantly.Lucy: Amazing!? Tell me more. How big was he? How many times did you cum?? Did you go down on all fours??“Oh my God. Is she serious?” I stared at the screen, half-laughing, half-mortified. Ok, I know how crazy she might be sometimes but this…I exhaled.Ok fine, let just say it.I exhaled slowly and started typing again, my thumbs flying across the screen. And I started texting how I’d stripped for him, how I stayed completely naked on the bed while he watched me like I was the only thing in his world. I was just about to describe the way I went on my knees…Then the door handle turned.My heart leaped into my throat and In a panic, I locked the phone and shoved it under the pillow, my fac
***CHARLOTTE’S POV***This time, my eyes turned pleading, but he only answered with a devilish smile. It was as if he was reminding me that he had already warned me—once you make a deal with the devil, there’s no going back.But I hadn’t made any deal with the devil. I had given myself to Alexander Vaughn. And right now, he was showing me there was no difference between the two.“Turn for me,” he commanded.Before I could obey, he flipped me onto my stomach. His left arm slid beneath me, arching my back as he pulled my hips up, forcing me onto my knees with my ass raised high. Then he reached for both my wrists and pinned them behind my back, holding them firmly in one large hand like a prisoner under arrest. A soft, helpless groan escaped me at the stretch.I barely had time to process the position before he drove into me in one powerful thrust.“Ahh!” A sharp scream tore from my throat—equal parts pain and blinding pleasure. The new angle let him sink so much deeper, his thick cock
Then I dropped to my knees, hooking one of her legs over my shoulder, spreading her wide open before me. I leaned in closer to her pussy, inhaling her sweet, musky scent before burying my face between her thighs. I licked her slowly from entrance to clit, savoring her taste. Then I wrapped my lips around her little bud and sucked gently, flicking my tongue over it while sliding two thick fingers into her tight, virgin heat.Charlotte cried out sharply, her voice breaking with surprise and pleasure.Her hands flew to my hair, fingers tightening as her hips jerked against my face. I curled my fingers, stroking her G-spot relentlessly while I devoured her clit. I alternated between long, broad licks and fast, precise flicks, sucking and humming. Her thighs began to shake around my head.“Oh god…Alex! Oh yeah…right there!” Her voice broke into desperate cries. “No, you don’t call me Alex. You call me ‘Daddy’.” I command. “ you hear that.”“Yes, yes daddy.”“Say it once more.” I ordered,
Charlotte.” Clyde’s voice came sharp. “You said we were putting the past behind us. So why are you bringing it back up? Are you trying to make her feel guilty?”“I’m only asking a question,” I said.“Genevieve didn’t mean anything by it,” Flora added, her expression doing that wounded, patient thin
***CHARLOTTE’S POV***“You know,” I said softly, keeping my tone measured, “now that I think about it… I think I may have overreacted.”Clyde turned away from me and poured himself a glass of water, the sound of it filling the silence between us.“I thought you left,” he said after a moment. “I ass
“What?! Thirty billion!”“Oh my goodness, is that really Sinclair heiress?!”“No way…I heard they are filthy rich but 30 billion dollars?!”Flora’s face drained of color. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Beneath her mask, her eyes stared at me in shock. While the murmuring around us kept gro
***FLORA’S POV***Charlotte’s lips curved into a small smile. One that seems so strange and for a moment I felt as if I was staring at a completely different person. The Charlotte I remembered could barely hold eye contact for more than a second. She apologized for things that weren't her fault. A







