INICIAR SESIÓNAVA DUVAL The night was getting crazier than I had anticipated. I stared wide eyed at the man whom I called my father. His gray hair was probably getting to him and this — I hoped it was a joke.Yes, this had to be an April Fool’s joke.Fuck me. April was a century ago. “Father, you don't mean…”“Isn't he a fine young man? I wanted to tell you, sweetheart, but I wanted it to be a surprise.” He seemed elated, his lips spread wide showcasing his full dentition.He had never smiled this wide at me. Ethan took some steps forward, covering the space between us. The air felt tight while father babbled about how elegant this man looked. “My father has never mentioned you before,” I pointed out, locking my jaw in annoyance. My life was already written for me before I came to even know my name. I knew everything that would happen to me; the external threats, stalkers, assassins, but this? It never crossed my mind.I hated that it didn't and now I was thrown off guard by such ridiculou
AVA DUVAL “Dress well.” That was the first thing my father told me when he came back from his trip. The Duvals were hosting a party though I still didn't know the reason for it. I sighed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My black bra was hooked too tight, pushing my breasts up uncomfortably. My fingers trailed from my shoulder down to my waistline. A scar sat below it, reddish and fresh. “You should dress, Ava. Today might be for you and you don't want to keep them waiting.” It was my bodyguard, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. His eyes roamed my body, a satisfied grin plastered on that face of his. He had done that. The red marks all over my body. Last night after father came home, I had dropped to my knees begging him to take my frustrations away… to make me forget that my life was a series of being ignored and yet overly protected. I sighed, pushing all the thoughts aside.“They should wait. I'm the heiress to the Duval organization,” I countered, giving a
AVA DUVAL The small grin on his face said too much. The moment the words left my mouth, something in Ethan darkened — like I’d just unlocked a side of him I was never meant to see.His hand wrapped around my throat and he drove me back. My heels scraped against the porcelain tiles before my spine hit the wall with a breathless thud.I gasped when his grip loosened just enough to let me breathe.What had I unleashed?Was this a result of my inevitable greed? His lower lip brushed mine, slow and deliberate, our breaths tangling in the narrow space between us. “Princess,” he groaned. His voice reverberated through me, leaving a tingling feeling on my toes. His hand traced the curve of my waist before slipping beneath the fabric of my dress. It came out without warning — a soft moan just like how every touch felt. He leaned closer, his tongue grazing my ear. My muscles tightened, teeth sinking into my lower lip to keep from giving him the satisfaction of hearing me unravel.A shi
AVA DUVAL “You know what to do,” I said calmly, sitting beside a young man. Calm? Hardly.My knees bounced as I tapped my heels nervously on the porcelain tiles. My hands curled and uncurled, my heart racing. A drop of sweat slid from my hair down to my chin. The weather seemed rather hot — maybe it was just me. I hoped my plan worked, but the way my stomach tightened told me otherwise. I guess I was crazy because I was going as far as to hire someone to make Ethan jealous, and to deny him of any of my affection. My eyes moved to the young man, his brown hair glistened in the sun as much as his deep silver eyes. He was the perfect person to use against Ethan — an innocent shy face, gay and of course just right. He smiled shyly, rubbing his knuckles. He too was nervous not to mess up and strangely it made me feel terrible. Ethan was in training and would be back anytime soon. I knew I was petty, but it didn't matter. “If you act like that, he'd suspect you're being paid,” I
AVA DUVAL I couldn't sleep. I had no reason to stay awake. Ethan had left me some hours ago, yet his presence still lingered in the room. I lay sprawled on my bed, staring at the ceiling, wishing he had stayed the night — if only to keep me warm.“I must be growing on him,” I muttered to myself. The night wore a long face, and the clouds were drifting towards the moon. My fingers brushed my neck. A whimper escaped my lips. It was sore and slightly painful. Ethan had sunk his teeth into my neck, while his large hands spanned my waist. It was crazy how it still ached — the memory left a tingling sensation on my toes making me shudder. My lips reminded me of his kiss. When he took my bottom lip between his teeth, and the pleasure I felt as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I wet my lips, my skin getting warm. My ears felt hot at the mere thought of him.I couldn't comprehend Ethan's behaviour, sometimes he stroked me gently like he feared I would shatter, then the other times
AVA DUVAL I couldn't stay angry at him for so long. I mean who would? When he stared at me with that dark hunger, like he wanted to claim me. Ethan stood behind me, his gaze following my hands as I brushed some red on the portrait I was painting. Carefully, I dipped some more red and smeared it on the girl's bright yellow dress. “You must feel dark today,” he muttered, his voice low, almost a whisper.I dropped the brush, took a deep breath and turned to him. “Isn't it better that I poured my darkness on something other than you?” I smacked my lips.He grinned, walking towards me. My back suddenly felt exposed, heat rushed to my face and when he bent to my face level I was sure it turned bright red. His lips grazed my ear while his soft breath warmed my skin. My breath grew raspy and my legs were getting weak. “I'd like that,” he purred. I bit my lips to stop this aching between my legs. How could his voice make my mind spiral… in the end, this man was going to ruin me. M
ETHAN COLE I arranged my collar.The sun seeped in through the window casting its rays on the mirror hanging on the wall. The light reflected, bouncing off the glass, off the wall and landed straight on Ava's face. She groaned, pulling the sheets to herself. Her hair fanned wildly across the pill
AVA DUVAL I didn't know when the day broke, but when I woke up my body ached. I groaned holding my head, it throbbed so bad my eyes were a little blurry. I made to stand, but plopped back down. My knees were bruised and the dark blood clunged to my skin. “Ah…” I winced trying to get on my fee
AVA DUVAL I remembered his words clearly, his voice rang in my ear like an alarm bell. “You can go only if I tag along. Let's act natural,” he had said but why in the world was Ethan Cole staring at me. His eyes followed me wherever I went, dark… almost ghostly. A chill slid down my spine, shar
AVA DUVAL The way his muscles shifted sent sinful thoughts to my mind. The veins on his arms twitched when he wiped his face. And the lines leading to his torso were perfect. I wet my lips at the mere thought of that body on me and the way he stared at me — it was dangerous but yet drew me clos







