تسجيل الدخولThe morning sun no longer brought warmth to Isolde; its pale rays filtered through the glass windows of the master bedroom, illuminating the fine dust particles floating in the air. Isolde woke with a severe throbbing in her head. She had been unable to sleep all night, haunted by overwhelming fear after realizing that she was trapped inside the lair of cold-blooded monsters.
With unsteady steps, the plus-size girl walked toward the bedroom door, intending t
Those words slipped from Isolde's lips without hesitation, sounding hoarse, heated, and filled with a deadly challenge. The profanity that no one would have expected to come from the lips of a girl who had been sobbing moments ago struck Lucien's consciousness like lightning in broad daylight.The Blackthorne patriarch's eagle eyes widened instantly. His blood boiled, rushing through his entire body with such intensity that his heart began pounding wildly. The last remnants of doubt or guilt in Lucien's mind vanished without a trace, swept away by a wild wave of overwhelming desire.Lucien was no longer the one leading the game. Tonight, upon the king-size bed covered with black sheets, Isolde had decided to take complete control of her own fate.Without wasting another second, Isolde broke their kiss, then, with an incredibly bold and unexpected movement, shifted their positions. In an instant, the full-fi
The small bathroom felt increasingly suffocating with the presence of the three men surrounding Isolde. Yet, amid the numb silence, Lucien could no longer bear to see the empty gaze and endless tears flowing from the girl's gray eyes. The passive kiss without resistance had felt like a harsh slap across his face—a testament that he had destroyed the soul within that body until it was shattered into pieces.Without the slightest hesitation, Lucien rose from his crouched position. The mature man pushed aside every doubt in his mind, then, with a swift and powerful movement, bent down and gathered Isolde's full body into his arms.Isolde let out a faint gasp at the sudden movement. However, she did not resist. Her head drooped weakly against Lucien's broad chest, allowing her exhausted body to be carried out of the main bathroom toward Lucien's private bedroom at the far end of the mansion's east wing.E
Slap!A sudden, forceful shove struck Azriel's chest. Isolde summoned every last bit of strength remaining in her trembling body, breaking away from the heated kiss that had nearly stolen her consciousness. The girl's breathing came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly, while tears of anger and disappointment poured down her flushed cheeks."Get out!" Isolde screamed in a hoarse voice that was nearly gone, pointing sharply toward the bathroom door. "Get out of here, Azriel! Leave!"Without waiting for the man to respond, Isolde used the last of her strength to grab Azriel's shirt sleeve, roughly dragging him out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom before slamming the bathroom door shut.Once she was locked inside the cramped room again, Isolde's defenses collapsed completely. She slid down and sat on the cold floor, hugging her knees tightly as she broke down in
Isolde pushed Evander and Lucien away with the last of her remaining strength, then ran as fast as she could through the gap between them. Her unsteady steps carried her into the bathroom adjoining the master bedroom. She slammed the wooden door shut and immediately locked it from the inside with trembling hands.Inside the cramped room, Isolde slid down against the bathroom door. Her breathing was ragged and uneven. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as though she were struggling for air. The touches from earlier, the masculine scents that had surrounded her senses, and the hungry gazes of the three men had thrown her entire defense system into chaos. Without realizing it, a strange wave of arousal had spread through her bloodstream, making her skin feel hot and sensitive.Knock, knock, knock.A soft knock sounded against the bathroom door. The voice that followed did not sound threatening like
The morning sun no longer brought warmth to Isolde; its pale rays filtered through the glass windows of the master bedroom, illuminating the fine dust particles floating in the air. Isolde woke with a severe throbbing in her head. She had been unable to sleep all night, haunted by overwhelming fear after realizing that she was trapped inside the lair of cold-blooded monsters.With unsteady steps, the plus-size girl walked toward the bedroom door, intending to go outside for some fresh air or at least get a glass of water. However, as soon as her hand turned the doorknob, it did not move at all.Click, click!The door was firmly locked from the outside. Isolde frowned, then began turning the handle harder while shaking it. "Open! Open the door!" Isolde shouted hoarsely.There was no answer from outside. All she could hear was the heavy mechanical sound of an additional digital security l
The droplets of water that had soaked Lucien’s face from Isolde’s splash had now dried, leaving an intense stiffness etched across the firm jaw of the head of the Blackthorne family. Behind the tightly locked bedroom door, Lucien remained motionless. However, the long silence outside gradually began to erode the mask of desperation he had briefly displayed. The remnants of fake remorse in his eyes evaporated, replaced by the sharp, calculating gaze of an eagle, now dominated by an ambition far darker than before.Several hours later, that weary gaze transformed into a cold smirk. Lucien drew a deep breath, straightened his once-crumpled black formal shirt, then turned around and walked away from the silent corridor with determined steps.For a man like Lucien Blackthorne, the absolute ruler who had built an empire as vast as Blackthorne Group through years of blood and sweat, surrender was not part of his vocabulary
Evander leaned casually against the treadmill's handrail, steadily closing the distance between them until Isolde could catch the strong scent of his masculine cologne."I'm getting more curious," Evander murmured, his gaze blatantly dropping to Isolde's chest as it rose and fell rapidly from exhau
"Then why are you wandering around at this hour of the night?" Azriel asked, his voice lowering while his fingers still held the back of Isolde's neck captive."I-I'm hungry!" Isolde squeaked in panic. Her ragged breaths felt warm against Azriel's bare chest."If you're hungry, the kitchen is down
Isolde staggered behind Raymond as he guided her down a long corridor. She pulled the torn section of her cream satin gown over her thigh, trying to hide her smooth skin from the mansion's cold night air that seemed to seep into her pores.As Isolde passed rows of servants stationed at the corners
"Damn... your bodies are far warmer than that curvy woman."Gavin's deep voice came from behind the suite room door. Isolde Ravelyn froze in place. The velvet box in her hand trembled slightly while her chest suddenly tightened."Your fiancée is already waiting downstairs, isn't she?" a woman's pla







