تسجيل الدخولAfter being used and discarded by Leon, the man who destroyed his youth, Jade rebuilt himself under the watchful hand of a mafia leader who owns his freedom. But when his past lover reappears through a corporate contract, and one simple hookup that should have meant nothing, turned out to have been with that same man’s brother, Jade must decide just how much the past no longer matters to him, or whether he has been given a hand with which to get full closure on the same man who put him through hell. Will he fall a second time, or will he use the hand of another to get revenge and hurt another innocent in his wake?
عرض المزيدI didn’t go home. My wife would have a conniption if she saw the bruises on me.I went to a hotel I used from time to time. An upscale, frequently used location by the masses. The kind that people win stays and dinners as prizes on shows.The irony that I had returned to my office the day after an attack by a squad of killers, but would not dare go home to my pregnant wife with the marks I had on my body, was not lost on me.But Mrs. Sullivan was not as kind as a bullet to the head.I used a wheelchair to get in, not because I couldn’t walk, but because I didn’t want my wounds to take a second longer than they needed to heal.The bellhop pressed the floor number for me and stood to the side.He rolled me into my suite, and I rose to get my wallet from my pocket. It fell, and he helped me pick it up.My words of gratitude froze on my lips.The eyes I was staring at should not be here.I glanced at the door that was closin
I pulled down, out of his wet mouth. He hissed as his hole emptied with a wet plop. His eyes came up; my head came down.I was moving now, better than before. I raised my arms to give me leverage. My eyes burned into his.He held my gaze, his lips swollen, his chin slick.I raised a brow. My body was definitely coming back.My lips twitched, then parted.“Are you… testing a product?” I rasped; my mouth was dry after all.He smiled.I sank into the chair, throwing my head back. I slid down as far as I could go. The tightness in my chest disappeared.I stared at him in the mirror.His eyes were on mine up there.“Finish it, and let me out of this shit,” I growled.He grinned.For the next, I don’t know how long, he worked me until I started to feel it – the pressure at the base of my shaft.My balls tightened.My chest did the same as my breath caught.I jerked upright, as well as
I was hot. My skin was on fire. The gel was burning me. Only, it wasn’t. As I stared at my chest, my eyes wide, sweat pouring off my forehead, I knew I wasn’t being injured.But the sensation was real.I croaked as the heat increased with every trembling breath.I wanted to pour cold water, or maybe even icy milk, all over my body. I strained against the binding, and only then did I realize that the chain on my wrist was connected to the chair itself.“Ed!!! Take these off! Take it off!” I bellowed, as if that would move him, as if that would stop him.He stood.“What’s wrong, baby? Is it uncomfortable?”“Ed!”He rubbed his still gel-covered fingers on my tongue.I gaped at him, mouth open. My body wasn’t moving right. It was not responding correctly.My eyes widened, and he bit his lip as he coated my tongue, then my lips with the jelly.Peaches… the word filled my mind as the scent filled my nost
“You came,” he breathed in his warm, steady voice, his face in mine as metal clanged softly behind me.I held his gaze as leather cuffs were placed on my wrists, without him shifting his eyes from mine. He leaned forward, drawing my arms behind me. I leaned back, raising my chin as he entered my space.His shoulders moved as he pulled on the chain on the cuffs. I didn’t blink.My head pulled back as a soft clink locked my chained arms to the back of my neck. My chest pushed out, pressing on his as he sat, legs wide, on my thighs, straddling me and adjusting himself as his dick rubbed against mine.I swallowed. I had to. I was suffocating, but I pressed my lips tight.His eyes scanned my face. He nodded imperceptibly and stood.I couldn’t lower my head.He had chained my throat to my wrists. Any move I made stretched not only the straps on my body but also pulled at my neck.I could move my arms, but my wrists were bound beside
“In that case, you are most welcome,” Sir Sinclar remarked graciously.“Thank you, Sir,” I replied with a light bow. He nodded and was about to turn when I moved forward with an eager step. “Would it be overextending if I asked for a tour, Sir? However brief,” I requested humbly, my hands
Barefoot, he was slightly taller than me. Only slightly.His face said it all. I smiled. “Nothing more,” I repeated calmly. “Just two guys who need each other, from time to time,” I stated smoothly, holding his damp gaze.His eyes were clear. His paleness reduced, but there was a sa
When the attackers entered Marcus’ club, my team and I were already inside. It was a regular nightclub. Loud music, dim lighting, lots of drinking, lots of dancing. There were no cameras in the joint, which served my side excellently well.Whatever the results of the night, only eyewitness
How the fuck was Jay tied to someone with that type of money and access to the fucking government?I get that he’s loaded, a billionaire for fuck’s sake, but how could my guys, even the hackers I paid good money to, not be able to get me any real info on him?And more still, where w












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