LOGINChapter fourSloane's Pov I knelt there on the cold kitchen floor, heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. The white towel was the only thing covering me, and it suddenly felt too small, too loose. Conner stood above me, his thick cock right in front of my face, heavy and hard. The head was already glistening with precum.I should have gotten up. I should have told him no and walked away. But my body refused to listen.“Open your mouth,” he said, voice low and rough from all the alcohol.My lips parted before I could think twice. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and guided the tip across my lower lip, teasing me. The salty taste of him made my thighs press together under the towel. I was already wet. Shamefully wet.I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. The stretch was immediate. He was so thick that my jaw ached a little as I tried to take more of him. Conner let out a deep groan, one hand sliding into my messy bun, gripping my hair
Chapter three Sloane's Pov I stared at the clock on the wall. It was 8 pm on the dot.Way past my closing time.I stood in the middle of the beautiful guest room downstairs, completely drained. I stretched my arms a little and my entire body screamed in pain.My back ached, my feet were sore, and my arms felt like jelly from all the cleaning I had done today. Today had been one of the longest days I had ever worked at the Edwards villa. Mrs. Evelyn had called me earlier, sounding genuinely concerned. She insisted I spend the night because it was too late to head home alone.“Sloane, sweetheart, it’s already dark and you’ve done so much today. I won’t have you taking the bus at this hour. Please stay the night in the guest room downstairs. Makeb yourself comfortable. That’s an order,” she had said warmly over the phone.I tried to argue politely, telling her I would be fine, but she insisted. So here I was, alone in this beautiful room that was probably bigger than my entire apar
Chapter two Sloane's Pov My heart slammed against my ribs the moment I heard that deep, gravelly voice behind me.“I guess you’re the new maid.”I froze mid-step, then turned around slowly. The second my eyes landed on him, my brain short-circuited.He was tall, easily over six feet, with broad shoulders that spoke of serious time at the gym. Sleek black curly hair fell slightly over his forehead, framing a pair of striking grey eyes that looked straight through me with zero emotion. A thick, well-groomed stubble covered his sharp jawline, and that prominent Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed. His white linen shirt hugged his chest and arms perfectly, sleeves rolled up to show strong forearms.He was ridiculously handsome.And he was staring at me like I was an insect that had crawled into his perfect house.I blinked rapidly, trying to pull myself together. *Say something, Sloane. Anything.*But before I could speak, he arched one perfect brow.“A dull maid, huh?” he said calmly
Chapter one.Sloane's Pov Rejection had become my daily bread. I knew the script so well I could recite it in my sleep. The polite smile that never reached the eyes. The quick “We’ll get back to you.” The silence that followed. I had heard every version of “no” possible, yet every morning I still dressed up, printed fresh copies of my résumé, and hoped today would be different.Until the day it finally was.The Edwards family was not just wealthy. They were the kind of wealthy that made headlines. Old money mixed with new success. When I stepped into their sprawling estate for the interview, I expected to be dismissed like every other time. Instead, I met Mrs. Evelyn B. Edwards.She was a widow in her early fifties, elegant without trying too hard. Her late husband had built an empire in construction and real estate before passing away five years ago. She had one son who had been studying abroad for the past few years. From our very first conversation, Mrs. Edwards treated me like a
Chapter Eleven*Melanie's Pov “What do you mean you thought I knew?” My voice cracked. “You’ve always known you were leaving?”Father Kentucky’s face stayed calm, but his eyes flickered with something close to guilt. “Yes, Melanin. The transfer was announced months ago. I assumed you heard.”My heart dropped straight to my stomach.So all this time, every secret meeting, every time he buried himself inside me, every whispered moan in this very office he thought I was just enjoying a fling with an expiration date. While I was falling deeper and deeper.Rosa let out a soft chuckle and stood up, smoothing down her skirt. “You really didn’t know? All this while you’ve been opening your legs for him and you had no idea he was leaving?” She shook her head, a mocking smile playing on her lips. “I’ll leave you two to talk. Maybe Father Ken will finally understand why you’ve been acting so surprised.”She walked out without looking back, closing the door behind her with a soft click that felt
Chapter Ten Melanie's Pov How do you keep going to church like nothing happened? Every Sunday, every mid-week service, I sat there pretending to focus while my eyes kept betraying me, searching for Sister Rosa in the choir. And every single time, she was already watching me. That knowing little smile on her face made my stomach twist and my thighs clench at the same time. It was confusing. Annoying. And for some reason, it turned me on in ways I hated admitting. Because of her, I had reduced how often I let Father Kentucky touch me. I couldn’t stand the thought of another woman — especially Rosa — going down on me better than he could. Or the idea that I was just one of two girls sharing the same forbidden cock. I had made peace with Mum though. She now saw me as the perfect church girl — always rushing off for programs, staying back for “extra prayers,” and spending time with Father Kentucky. If only she knew the kind of “prayers” we were really having. I could never tell
CHAPTER TWOThe office was quieter than usual by seven in the evening, most of the staff had gone home, the elevators no longer chiming every few seconds, the buzz of phones replaced by a soft, almost oppressive silence. Ava sat at her desk, eyes glued to her laptop screen, her fingers moving swif
CHAPTER THREEKEISHA'S POVThe entire ride was relatively silent, as the stranger continued to type away on his phone, busy with something.And I didn't feel like making small talk so I just stared out the window as the car moved.We pulled up to the hotel some minutes later, and I stared in awe at
CHAPTER TWOKEISHA'S POVMy performance came to an end, the stranger still a mystery as I finished off and headed back to the dressing room.I couldn't get his stare out of my head, the way his unwavering attention remained on me throughout the night.The door slammed open unceremoniously and as ex
CHAPTER ONEKEISHA'S POVPROLOGUEI gaped at the stranger's dick, a long minute of silence stretched around us.He was huge!This had not been what I was expecting tonight at the strip club I worked.The man smirked as he ran his hand up and down his shaft gently, rubbing precum along his tip. "Com







