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Chapter 35: Jealousy Boils Over

作者: D.SAM
last update 公開日: 2026-07-26 06:30:01

The pregnancy had changed things, but it hadn’t fixed the cracks. If anything, it had poured gasoline on Marcus’s jealousy.

“I want exclusive nights,” he announced one evening in the penthouse, three weeks after the positive test. “Two nights a week, just me and Emma. No sharing. No Ryan watching or joining.”

Ryan’s jaw tightened. “That’s not how this works. She’s ours. Both of ours.”

Emma sat between them on the couch, hand protectively over her still-flat stomach, heart racing. The tension th
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  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 35: Jealousy Boils Over

    The pregnancy had changed things, but it hadn’t fixed the cracks. If anything, it had poured gasoline on Marcus’s jealousy.“I want exclusive nights,” he announced one evening in the penthouse, three weeks after the positive test. “Two nights a week, just me and Emma. No sharing. No Ryan watching or joining.”Ryan’s jaw tightened. “That’s not how this works. She’s ours. Both of ours.”Emma sat between them on the couch, hand protectively over her still-flat stomach, heart racing. The tension that had been simmering since the punishment and the vulnerability nights finally boiled over.The argument escalated fast. Voices rose. Accusations flew Marcus calling Ryan controlling, Ryan calling Marcus selfish. Emma tried to mediate, but they were too far gone.“Fine,” Ryan said coldly. “Tonight. We both take her. Winner gets the exclusive nights.”Emma’s stomach dropped. “Wait”But they were already on her.The scene that followed was their roughest yet violent, competitive, and primal.They

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 34: Corporate Sabotage

    The pregnancy test still sat on the bathroom counter like a live grenade. Two weeks in, and Emma was already feeling the early waves of nausea mixed with a strange, protective glow. Marcus and Ryan had become almost unbearably gentle at home, but the company crisis didn’t care about her condition.Evidence of an inside traitor had surfaced. Leaked files, manipulated bids, and a money trail that pointed somewhere inside Apex itself. Victor Lang was still circling, but this was someone closer.“You’re the only one who can do this,” Ryan told her in the private office that morning. “You have access, people trust you, and you’re sharp. Gather what you can from the finance server room. We’ll have security on standby.”Marcus looked torn. “If anything feels off, you abort. Immediately. You’re carrying our baby now. Nothing is worth risking that.”Emma nodded, day collar hidden under her blouse, a small encrypted drive in her purse. The mission was dangerous—corporate espionage in their own

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 33: The Pregnancy Scare

    Emma stared at the calendar on her phone for the third time that morning, heart hammering. Two weeks late. Her period had always been regular until now.The penthouse felt too quiet. Marcus and Ryan were already in the kitchen making coffee when she walked in, still in one of Ryan’s oversized shirts, day collar visible against her throat.“I’m late,” she said without preamble. “Really late.”The words dropped like a bomb. Ryan set his mug down slowly. Marcus froze mid-pour.For a long moment, no one spoke. Then the energy in the room shifted—fear, excitement, raw possessiveness all crashing together.“Come here,” Marcus said, voice rough. He pulled her into his arms first, then Ryan joined, sandwiching her between them.The breeding kink that had always been dirty talk suddenly felt very real.That night, the sex was raw and emotional in a way it had never been.They took her to the bed slowly at first. Ryan undressed her with careful hands, kissing every inch of skin as if she were a

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 32: Public Claiming

    The annual Apex Charity Gala was the biggest event of the season crystal chandeliers, designer gowns, and powerful people pretending they cared about causes while networking ruthlessly. Emma walked into the ballroom between Marcus and Ryan, their shared date for the night. Her floor-length emerald gown hugged her body perfectly, but underneath she wore nothing except the heavy stainless steel plug in her ass and the discreet day collar hidden beneath a diamond choker.A small remote-controlled vibrator buzzed against her clit on the lowest setting. Ryan held the controller in his pocket.“Smile, slut,” Marcus murmured against her ear as cameras flashed. “Let them see what a perfect executive you are while your holes are stuffed for us.”The public claiming had begun.They paraded her through the crowd. Board members, rival executives, and high-society wives all smiled politely at the “close-knit family.” No one knew the truth. No one knew that with every step the plug shifted inside h

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 31: Shared Vulnerability

    The penthouse was quiet the night after the punishment. Emma’s body still ached welts raised across her ass like faint pink lightning bolts, her throat sore and raw from the way Marcus had choked her during the final wave, her pussy and ass pulsing with a deep, throbbing tenderness from the relentless forced orgasms that had left her body shaking and empty. She moved slowly, deliberately, as she stepped out of the shower, water still beading on her skin and running in rivulets down her curves. The soft towel felt too luxurious against her sensitized flesh, but it was the only thing that could soothe the raw edges without triggering more pain. Around her neck, the day collar sat cool and unyielding, its metal band a constant, grounding weight a reminder that even in this fragile moment of peace, she belonged to them, body and heart.Marcus and Ryan were waiting for her in the bedroom, the lights dimmed to a low, golden glow that cast long shadows across the massive bed. No toys. No rop

  • Sin On the 28th floor    Chapter 30: Breaking The Rules

    Emma knew exactly what she was doing.It was a small rule nothing in the original contract or the new “wife protocols,” but one they’d reinforced during the cabin weekend like gospel. She was never allowed to touch herself without permission. Not even to adjust the plug. Day eight of what should have been the end of her denial, and here she was, deliberately breaking it in the executive bathroom during lunch.She didn’t even try to hide it well. The door she left ajar, just a crack for anyone with eyes on the building’s security feeds to see. She leaned back against the marble sink, heels clicking against the floor as she rolled her hips once, twice, then pressed her palm firmly between her legs. The plug shifted inside her, sending a sharp spark of heat straight to her core. A low moan escaped her throat loud enough, deliberate enough. “Fuck,” she whispered, more to herself than anyone, but the cameras would catch every syllable.Twenty minutes later, the door to the executive suite

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