LOGINKatharina's first instinct was to cry.But she shoved it all inside and managed to take a deep breath, her neck craning towards the phone screen.It was her profile picture on OnlyFans, the one which had received thousands of likes.She felt her palm sweat, and watched with a blurry vision as Alan shut the door and put the lock in place, gesturing her towards a seat.Fiddling with her fingers, Kate sank into a seat opposite him, and began to tell."...I never wanted to get into it, but I was afraid that my father's debt would have made my mom kill herself so..."She clasped her fingers together, getting warmth from each of her palms, her throat dry as shit.She wanted to plunge herself into the water and drown in it. With fear in her eyes, she looked up to see Alan, who had his hands folded."And is there something else you've hidden from me? Did you fuck your clients?"Hell.Kate's head started to shake sideways. Rapidly. Afraid of his judgment and in need of his understanding."N...
It was strange.Alan was missing at her project defense.The seat of the supervisor wasn't empty, because he seemed to have asked another professor to stand in for him.But yet, the man who had encouraged her most and told her that she could do this wasn't here."Miss Lopez, we are waiting for you to begin. Your time is counting down."The woman who sat where her supervisor should be stated, but her voice was all wrong and Kate hated seeing her there.Was Alan okay? What if he had encountered a problem or something?Clearing her throat, Kate forced herself to breathe properly and parted her lips, just as the doors opened, and Alan strode in looking like a million bucks.Oh damn.Katharina Lopez wasn't aware of how badly down she was for this man until he made an entrance with an apology, taking his rightful seat.She suppressed the smile that threatened to betray her happiness, and clasped her hands together, facing the panel."Good morning, Professors. I am Katharina Lopez and I work
"Hey, can you zip me up?"Kate stood in front of Alan on a Monday morning. He was busy on his system, a pair of glasses perched to the bridge of his nose.He looked so sexy it was sinful to be that way effortlessly, early in the morning.The stubbles in his jaw gave him a rugged appearance, and his hair was disheveled from last night when she held them for support as he ate her out.Alan had a serious expression as he graded papers online, but as soon as his girlfriend appeared in front of him, he looked up and swallowed hard.Kate was in a red dress that hugged her features in a classy manner which he found hot, her smooth arched back exposed to his gaze.Alan Sterling let out a deep breath and rose to his feet, his fingers resting on her neck and tracing down to her back."Mmmm, don't tease me, babe. You know I have to defend my project today."Right.After the internal and external supervisors came over to the school this week, he would no longer be her supervisor.Which meant that
For a moment, Alan Sterling was stunned.Every emotion of rage he had felt seemed to have disappeared on hearing those words.But then he remembered, and he threw back his head and laughed."Love? Do you fucking know the first thing about love? If you did love me, Katharina, you wouldn't have made a fool of me. You think I haven't noticed how you change the topic with sex each time I ask about your private life?"He paused and pushed himself upwards, pouring brandy into a glass and bringing it to his lips.Except that Kate reached out and stopped him, her eyes full of unshed tears."P...please forgive me. It's just that my life is an embarrassment and I've done some shit I'm not proud of, but I do love you, Alan. I...I ran away tonight because I was scared of my feelings. I haven't been with anyone else since that night."Since the horrible night that still gave him nightmares, when he had been forced to watch another man spread her legs and fuck...Alan shut his eyes briefly and when
"Alan...what are you..." She was stuttering.Outside the cheap motel where the smell of cigarette smokes mingled with stinky bodies, Kate stood in a green dress, her hair carried by the wind.She looked like perfection itself. An artist's dream.Except that she was a liar who had proven that she couldn't be trusted."I...I'm sorry." She finally muttered, forcing herself to meet those disappointed pupils.But all she saw were eyes full of anger, and he swallowed hard, pulling her inside the motel."Your room." He let out.Like that awkward drive, the walk through the tiny hallway was the worst moment of her life.The walls were old and had some penis doodlings on it, and the sounds of moans and grunts could be heard from some rooms.Kate's fingers quivered as she turned the lock, her throat dry."You don't have to go in, Alan. It's just..."Without waiting for her to finish, he sidetracked her and opened the door, stepping into her room.It wasn't small, it was tiny. She had arranged h
Dating Alan was more beautiful than Kate had ever imagined.They went for dinners, skiing, golfing, clubbing and different other activities which were all reserved for them alone.Everything was private and luxurious, which always gave them the opportunity to have sex wherever they wanted.Like now, Alan had booked a private opera performance for them because she had casually mentioned wanting to attend it at least once.And while the melodious voice of the prima Donna filled the quiet hall, Alan slipped his thick fingers in between her thighs and started to massage her throbbing clit."Oh..." Katharina moaned, shutting her legs together, her tongue licking her lips as her eyes rolled upwards.He was insistent on getting her off, just as he had whispered earlier in her ears,"I will make you scream along with the prima Donna. Who do you think will be louder?"Fuck.He made good of his promise with those skilled fingers which thrusted into her tight pussy walls, the sounds of her wetne
A semi-darkness consumed Elena when she woke up, feeling weak and drowsy. Her tongue was so fucking bitter it felt like she had swallowed bile, and her body was...stuck. Her eyes opened sharply to the tiny ray of light that streamed through the nightstand lamp, her environment familiar and yet st
"The number you are calling is not available, please leave a message..." Fuck. Elena punched the red button, cold sweat breaking out in her body as she dialed again. And again, until she gave up in frustration and threw her phone back to her purse. That fucking sleazy old man had promised no
"My apologies, ma'am, but I can't disclose the boss' location." Two days. Elena Taylor had heard those words for the past forty-eight hours, and she was this close to snapping. Mikhail Volkov had not only lived up to his promise of shutting her out and humiliating her, but he also instructed the
Two weeks ago, Elena received a private message from Dimitri after the party, and although she didn't trust the asshole who had spiked her drink, She had no option but to choose him as an ally. After all, he was the Volkov group's biggest rival and had a long history of enmity with the family for







