LOGINRUYI WYNTER ❦ Jace staggered inside, one hand pressed to his side, blood smeared across his lower lip and dripping down his chin. His shirt was torn at the collar, knuckles split and raw. He looked like he had been through hell — eyes wild, breathing ragged, shoulders hunched with barely contained fury.“Jace!” My voice broke as I rushed toward him, heart hammering. “Oh my God — what happened? Who did this to you? Tell me!”He didn’t answer. His gaze flicked over me — wet hair, towel, the fear etched on my face, Bad mood didn’t even begin to cover it. It was pure, seething anger.Before I could reach him, he shoved me away from him– so hard.. My back hit the floor with a thud, the towel loosening around me. Pain flared up my spine, but it was nothing compared to the shock that ripped through my chest. I stared up at him, wide-eyed, the note crumpling further in my palm.“Jace…?” I whispered, voice small and trembling. He didn’t look at me again. He just stalked past, The bathroo
RUYI WYNTER ❦ The black car rolled to a silent stop on my familiar street. Night darkness had already swallowed everything… the streetlights flickering weakly, the distant hum of the city feeling miles away.I sat frozen in the back seat, my body still humming with leftover tremors, my thighs sticky and sore beneath my clothes. Every small shift made me feel the evidence of what Mafia Lord Lucien had done to me all day… the swollen ache between my legs, the faint burn of oil still lingering on my sensitive skin, the heavy collar of shame that seemed to press against my throat even though it was long gone.I was ashamed; trying so hard to sit where Enzo, Lucien's right hand man couldn't see my face through the car rear mirror, this man has seen my stark nakedness where I lay on that day-bed at the middle of Lucien's atrium all day, he has witnessed my moans and whimpers, my cries and screams, my pleasure and pains, Lucien’s right-hand man killed the engine. He didn’t speak. He neve
JACE ROYWANRuyi.She was the only thing that felt solid anymore, The progress we’d made. I’d walked away from the drugs addiction, from the whole fucking organization, because my dangerous side deals had nearly gotten us both killed.That war I helped start… it almost cost us everything. We were still buried under ten million dollars in debt to the Blackwood empire’s executioners. Lucien had put the order out himself—anyone who stole from him, anyone who destabilized the market and triggered the war that took his beloved woman, was finished. He said hundreds of lives for a single person, his woman, he just kept killing and killing… every thief, every drug crew, every cartel that stole from him, he said they were responsible for the death of his beloved… I couldn't believe how such a weird man is the most powerful Mafia Lord alive, a Mafia Lord that regulated the drug market and produced purest forms of drugs and even if it's addictive, it's not junk or harmful… A Mafia Lord tha
JACE ROYWAN “You chose wrong.." “You chose wrong.." the note kept ringing in my head. The flower, wet and thoughtfully wrapped… and the way Ruyi pushed me away, it couldn't be real.. I leaned back in the chair, dragging my palm hard across my jaw, the thought of my Ruyi entertaining another man is absurd, Ruyi wouldn’t do shit like that. She doesn’t think that way. She’s not the type to have little secrets or side attention she pretends she doesn’t notice. She’s not like other women. She’s different… in ways that are surreal, she has depth and she is mine. My jaw locked at the thought, but the certainty didn’t sit as solid as it used to. Because of the way she pushed me when I tried to touch her, —her hands were flat against my chest, actually shoving me back away from her, Since when the hell does Ruyi push me? Where did she learn stupid stuff like that? Jace, You fucking asshole, you practically was yelling at her asking her stupid questions when she kept saying she
RUYI WYNTER ❦ My heart slammed against my ribs. He hadn’t cum. That warm flood I had felt inside me was only precum. Lucien was still rock-hard, his thick cock pulsing angrily in the air between us, the swollen crown of his cock was glistening, flushed, dark red and shiny with our combined wetness, And the way the veins were standing out along the heavy shaft made me wonder how differently this man was sculpted by the creator himself, if he was sculpted to only punish me, or specifically for this day.It's like the creator has written our story, and we are living it, and I'm the slave and he's the master.Lucien looked painfully hard, like the rage inside him had made his phallus even bigger… Before I could even try to close my trembling thighs, he snapped his fingers, One of the tall women guards stepped forward from the edge of the atrium, dressed entirely in black. She carried a silver tray and on it lay an array of things that made my heart thump… It has bottles of essentia
RUYI WYNTER ❦ I looked up to the light spilling above from the atrium… how beautiful, skylight-covered space, situated centrally in his mansion. I looked at the beddings placed in the middle, rich blanket spilling all over reaching the crystal clean floor, he's telling me to strip not in a covered space, and just right in front of his men, and a bedding where i’d lay looking up the skylight, the openness, the bareness… as he took me. Lucien is playing a psychological game, and I'm losing at every turn, Or maybe it’s worse—maybe he’s the master of this game, and I’m nothing more than a pawn on his board. The likes of him don’t waste their time on people like me. I’m just a piece… I am indeed just a piece. Soft tears welled my eyes, shame… shame.. ringing in my ear. The panthers both purred at me predatorily, they carried the aura of their owner, as if reminding me to obey their master or they'd tear me apart… I paused and looked around me again, four of his men stood silently, t







