LOGINLiamThe first thing I did after coming into power was cut off every business connection linked to my father. I hated the drug trade. It forced people into reckless dealings and turned them into criminals.Now that I held power in my hands, I could expand our operations into something bigger, something that would place me in the spotlight. It would still be illegal, but far less dangerous than the path my father had chosen.Before I could do any of that, however, there was one last thing I needed to do.One last time I needed to stain my hands with blood.“Boy, what are you doing?” he asked as he shuffled backward across the floor.He was running from the son he had sold.The fear on his face was almost amusing. I had never seen him look this terrified before, and it brought a dark smile to my lips.“Not so big anymore, huh?” I asked.I watched his throat bob as he swallowed nervously.The door opened behind me, but I didn't bother turning around. One of my men had arrived with someon
LiamI was twelve years old when I saw the outside world for the first time, but it wasn't for anything good.My father had given me an assignment. I was to accompany a man named Luke to deliver a shipment of hard drugs to a wealthy and powerful man. I wasn't the one handling the transaction directly; my father simply wanted me to get accustomed to the kind of business he was involved in.My mother never wanted that life for me, but when it came to my father, she never had a choice. And because I didn't want her to be beaten again, I agreed.When we arrived at the mansion, the back of the truck was open and sunlight flooded in. The brightness forced me to shut my eyes for a moment.As soon as Luke and I climbed out, my eyes widened.The place was enormous.A magnificent mansion stood at the center of the property. The gardens were beautiful, and water flowed from a large statue nearby. I had never seen anything like it before.“Move it,” Luke said.I followed him, still distracted by
LiamI carried my little sister into the closet and hid with her there. She sucked on my finger just like Mom had taught me, a way to keep her from crying.Dad was home.Whenever he was around, we were supposed to hide, and if we made any noise, he would punish Mom. These days, he punished me too.Mom was making those sounds again, the ones she always made whenever Dad was around. And it seems like they were clapping again, and it usually took a long time before they were done.I just hoped my little sister wouldn't get tired of sucking my finger.When I glanced down at her, I let out a sigh of relief.She had fallen asleep.A small smile formed on my face.Her cheeks were so red and pretty.Maybe I should try sleeping too.Holding her carefully in my arms, I drifted off.It wasn't for long.I was suddenly awakened by the sound of my mother crying and my father's angry shouting.“You bitch, you're lucky I still treat you special!”His voice echoed through the room.A loud sound follo
Claire“I am trying to be as calm as possible, Liam,” I said, removing my arm from his grip. “If you keep insisting that you own me, then I will have no choice but to leave, and you will never see me again. Trust me, I can do that.”I gave a small shrug while he simply stared at me.He then lifted his hand and placed it at the side of my head, his fingers brushing lightly against my skin.“Is that all you want?” he asked in a low voice.From the very beginning, I had always held the upper hand. I simply never used it because I enjoyed being dominated by him.As much as I enjoyed sleeping with Liam, he needed me more than I needed him. I could easily replace him, even with a younger man, but no matter who he slept with, he would never get the same release.And I knew for a fact that he would never willingly let go of the only woman capable of making him climax.Unlike most women, I had my own money and power, something that was very clear. The moment I stopped being submissive to him,
ClaireJudging from the way his fists were clenched, he was barely keeping his anger under control.“And what about you?” I shot back. “With all your shady connections and resources, have you managed to find out anything real about me? Or are you still only seeing exactly what I want people to see?”In an instant, he crossed the distance between us.His hand closed around my neck and tilted my head upward until we were forced to meet eye to eye.His gaze was darker than usual.Not the look I was accustomed to seeing from him.But then again, I had expected this reaction.Liam had never been a normal man. Madness had always lurked beneath his calm exterior, so none of this surprised me.“Is that all you've got on me?” he asked, his face only inches from mine.“Maybe not everything,” I replied evenly. “But I know enough to understand why you're so twisted.”A sigh escaped me as I briefly looked away.“I didn't come here to fight with you, so let go of my neck.”I turned my gaze back to
ClaireI shouldn't have cared about Liam anymore.After everything that had happened between us, I should have left him alone and focused on my own life. Yet after reading those files, I couldn't stop thinking about him.What I had discovered was horrifying.No one should have to live through the things he had endured.Maybe that was why I wanted to see him.Maybe if he talked about it—if he allowed himself to open up—I would finally understand the man behind all the anger, control, and darkness.But knowing Liam, that would never be easy.He was the kind of man who fought against vulnerability with everything he had. To him, emotions were weaknesses, and weaknesses were dangerous.Still, no child deserved the life I had read about.No child should have been born into that kind of darkness.He had been shaped by cruelty from the very beginning, taught only the ugliest parts of life.And today, I wasn't going to meet him as the Claire he knew.Not the woman who kissed him.Not the woma
Claire“Where are we going?” I asked, shifting restlessly in the seat as the highway blurred past us. My thighs were slick, my body thrumming with need. I wanted him to get us wherever he had planned—fast.He only smiled, small and secretive. “You’ll see.”Soon we turned off the main road and appro
ClaireI couldn’t even remember how our clothes came off; one moment we were kissing, the next they were scattered across the floor like forgotten secrets. All I knew was the cool air on my bare skin and the heat of his body as he pushed me gently onto the wide, low couch and sank to his knees betw
ClaireThe moment he asked, a hiccup escaped me—half surprise, half confession. Do I want to touch myself?God, yes. His voice alone, low and rough through the phone, sent heat pooling between my thighs. A secret part of me had been waiting for this, a call, a text, anything. I craved what
ClaireHis thrusts were brutal, relentless, and I completely fell apart. "I… I can’t take any more," I gasped, pleading. "I’m close," he growled, "fuck, cum for me." That pushed me over the edge. I came hard, my body convulsing as waves of release flooded out of me, shaking me harder than I’d ever







