LOGINGenre: Dark Romance, Billionaire, BDSM, Mafia, Dual Identity Blurb: By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room. Her two lives never touch. Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client. David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love. As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him. Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.
View MoreThe elevator ride down from David’s office feels endless. My thighs are still slick beneath my dress, my lips swollen from taking him, my body humming with the orgasm he wrung out of me like it was nothing. I press my back against the mirrored wall and close my eyes, trying to breathe through the shame that’s clawing up my throat. I let him touch me. I let him bend me over his desk. I begged for it. And the second Maya’s name lit up his phone, the spell shattered like cheap glass. I can still feel his fingers inside me, the way he curled them, the way he owned every sound I made. And I hate myself for how much I wanted it. I hate that even now, standing here alone in this metal box, my clit throbs at the memory.“Stupid,” I mutter under my breath. “So incredibly stupid.” The doors slide open on the lobby level. I force my legs to move, heels clicking across marble like I’m someone who has her shit together. I’m not
The door slams shut behind Nora with a finality that echoes through the office like a gunshot. David stands frozen for a second, fingers still wet from her, cock still hard and aching against his open trousers. Maya’s name glows on the screen like a taunt. He swipes to answer, voice flat. “This better be important.” Maya’s laugh comes through the speaker. “Good morning to you too, sunshine. You sound like someone just stole your favourite toy.” David drags a hand down his face, turning away from the desk where Nora’s scent still lingers. “You have impeccable timing.” “I do try.” There’s a rustle on her end, the sound of papers being shifted. “I found something. Some old documents buried in the archives of the offshore holding company Vincent used to funnel the first tranche of capital into Calder Investments.” David walks to the window, city sprawling indifferent below. “Go on.”
Author's Note: So sorry for the late update guys :( Since I started this book, I've literally never missed a day. Butttttt... my editor was on break and I made an edit to the previous chapter, so I needed it to take effect before I post this one. That said... if you've already read the previous chapter, I suggest you head back and get up to date with it's events, or else this chapter will absolutely confuse you. If you're just getting here, welcome, and carry on, the changes are already made. Once again, sorry for the late update. As an apology, I'll be releasing an extra chapter today. Have fun, sinners ;) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Do you want to remember what it feels like?" His dark but steady gaze holds mine. "Just say the word, Doll... and I'll remind you what true submission feels like." The office feels smaller now, the air thicker, every breath I take pulling more of his scent into my lungs. My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat, in my fingertips, even between my le
David sits at the same mahogany desk that once belonged to him. He has not changed much here. He has not wanted to. Some things are better left exactly as they were when everything fell apart. His laptop is open. The screen shows the photo he took this afternoon at the office in the three seconds it took Nora to turn and walk away with the little girl’s hand in hers. He has zoomed in just at the right time. Lucy. Four years old. Six years since the hospital room went quiet except for the monitors and the sound of Nora screaming his name until they sedated her. He studies the photo, looking for the one detail that does not fit. She looks like Nora. The shape of the eyes. The curve of the mouth when she smiles. The stubborn set of the chin that used to frustrate him in boardrooms and bedrooms. All of it is Nora. And that is the first thing he had not expected. The second thing he had not expected was the birthmark. It is small. A faint crescent moon behind the left side o
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