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Aiden rested his jaw on a hand as he watched me eat the pizza he had brought with him. He had demanded I ate something before I said anything else to him. His request threw me off, his behaviour deviating from blackmail toâŠcare. I shook the thought off as I dropped the piece of pizza I was nimbling on. âYou didn't have to threaten me like thatâ I pointed out as I wringed my fingers. âBut it made you approach your decision faster, no?â I gritted my teeth at his statement. Sadly he was correct, the fear of the video finding it's way to the population of the hospital had me breaking out in a mini panic attack. âI haveâŠI wouldâŠI agree to your termsâ I forced out, my hands fisting my pants. Within the blink of an eye Aiden was all over me, his hand cupping my throat as he sucked at my Adam's apple. I let out a moan despite myself, the action causing me to grow hot with embarrassment and pleasure. âI knew you would behave, pretty boyâ he practically growled out as he careful removed my glasses, causing my vision to grow slightly unclear. âWait, I didn'tââ My statement ended with a moan as Aiden's hand tweaked at a nipple underneath my shirt. âYou respond so well to touchâ he rasped out as he sucked the other nipple into his mouth, humming as he did so. My cock twitched with need in my pants, leaking precum profusely against my pants. âA-Aidenâ I whimpered out brokenly as I fisted his hair, my mouth gaping wide with need, my chest practically shoved into his face. I never knew my nipples were sensitive until he came along. âSuck on my fingerâ he demands as he shoved two fingers into my mouth, his hand unfastening my pants. I moaned around his finger as he pulled out my cock from the constrain of my pants. Before I could do anything, he swallowed my whole length into his mouth. I let out a groan, my hips jerking into his mouth uncontrollably. I gazed down at his bobbing head, the image sprouting my orgasm to explode out of me faster. âOh my God, AidenâŠI am about toââ I exploded down his throat, my hips thrusting into his mouth even after he had milked all my cum into his mouth. He released my now soft cock with a small kiss, retracting his fingers from my mouth. I gazed up at him, my eyes falling onto his tented pants. Surely he wasn't expecting me to⊠âIâŠI can'tâŠI won'tâŠâ âYou would, but you would beg for it, pretty boyâ his eyes grew darker as he carried me in his arms. âWhere is the bedroom?â I pointed out the way to him, my heart pounding. I should hate what he is doing to me. I should despise it but here I am, getting all hot and bothered with his every touch. He threw me onto the bed, stripping out of his clothes. My eyes scanned his sculptured jaw and chest, my gaze falling on the v-shaped line that framed the way leading to his cock. His cock jutted out from his body angrily, the head of his cock red with a drop of precum beading the tip. I licked at my lips before my eyes bounced back to his face. The intense look on his face had me swallowing instinctively. âI love it when you check me outâ he rumbled out, his hand stroking at his cock leisurely. âI d-didnâtâŠâ I tried to cover up but he interrupts me. âYou don't need to deny it, pretty boyâ He bent down to pick out something from his pants. I swallowed once I saw what it was he brought out. It was a packet of lube. I swallowed thickly, my gaze jumping from the packet in his hand to his angry looking erection. âI don't think you wouldâŠuhmâŠâ I trailed off, my face burning. âOh, don't worry. I would fit just well. I only need to stretch you out properlyâ He crawls over me then, making quick work of my clothes. I lay spread before his eyes, the light shining down pointedly at me as if programmed to do so. âDon't hide yourself from me, you are now mineâ I gulped at the dark possession in his voice, my cock twitching with arousal. He peeled away my arms covering my body, his hands petting my chest and nipples before they trailed down between my thighs. My breath froze in my chest as he smoothened his hand across the surface of my inner thigh, causing my cock to bob in the air,precum leaking from it. He teared through the packet of lube with his teeth, my gaze followed his hand as he dribbled the content of the packet onto his cock. He positions the head of his cock at the entrance of my hole before I came to my senses briefly. âWait, condomâ I let out, my voice sounding breathless. âWe don't need oneâ he declares as he rubbed the head of his cock against my rim, pushing slightly at it with the bulbous head of his cock. My brain got foggy with how good his ministration was, my cock leaking precum, adding to the lubrication pooling between my legs. He pushed a finger into me, drawing a startled cry of pain and pleasure from me. âLook how well you are taking my fingerâ he whispered, adding another digit, causing my hole to stretch around his thick fingers. After a while of mind numbing pleasure as his fingers hit my prostate multiple times. He withdrew his fingers from within me, drawing a cry of protest from my lips before I could stop it. âEyes on meâ he commanded, his hands gripping the back of my thighs as he positioned the head of his cock at the entrance of my hole. I flickered my gaze to his face, his turquoise eyes lit with an intense look as he pushed into me. My hands gripped at his shoulders, my fingers biting into his bronze skin as he stretched me around his length. âGood. So goodâ he groaned, his mouth finding my neck before his thrusts picked up pace. As he hit my prostate with the head of his cock over and over again, I knew I was entering something I wouldn't survive from.ELIANâI still think youâre avoiding my question.âAiden glanced at me across the center console, one hand resting loosely on the steering wheel while the city lights slid across his face in streaks of gold and white.âI answered your question.ââNo,â I replied, settling farther into the leather seat. âYou gave me the sort of answer politicians give when they donât actually want to answer anything.âA faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.âIs that your professional opinion, Doctor?ââIt is.ââAnd here I thought today was your day off.ââIt is my day off.ââThen stop analyzing me.ââI wouldnât have to if youâd simply answer me.ââI did.ââYou absolutely did not.âHe laughed under his breath, the sound low enough that I almost missed it.âYou enjoy arguing with me.ââI enjoy winning.ââYouâve never won.ââI have.ââWhen?âI folded my arms.âYouâve forgotten already.ââI donât forget victories.ââThatâs because there havenât been many.âHe shook his head slowly.âIâve created a
EMILEThe line went silent.Not because the call had dropped.Because neither of us had anything we wished to say first.Father had always possessed that ability. He could weaponize silence until the other person felt compelled to fill it. I had inherited the habit from him, although he would never admit it.I swirled the whiskey in my glass before setting it aside untouched.âYou donât usually call this late and Iâm sure youâre not calling because of Brooklyn what ever happened there is dead and buried as you know.. so let his therapy go according to plan,â I said.âI donât.ââThen I assume this isnât about business or Brooklyn.ââIt isnât.âHis voice remained even, almost detached, but I knew him well enough to recognize the warning hidden beneath that calm.âWhen I asked about Aidenâs therapy this afternoon, I wasnât making conversation.ââI gathered as much.ââYou lied to me.ââHmm loe is a strong word I may have omitted a few details.ââThere is a difference only lawyers apprecia
EMILEI did not enjoy being proven wrong.Unfortunately, life had developed an unpleasant habit of doing exactly that whenever my younger brother was involved.The drive back from the restaurant passed in silence. Candice had offered to continue the conversation another time, and for once I had not argued. There had been too much left unsaid between us, but none of it demanded an answer tonight especially as we both knew what it meant.The message on my phone did.Someone else has started watching the doctor.The words had refused to leave my mind. By the time my driver pulled into the estate, I was already reaching for my phone.âGood evening, sir.âVictor my little eyes and ears answered on the second ring.âI need every surveillance report from the last forty-eight hours.ââRegarding Dr. Moore?ââYes.ââIâll send them immediately.ââAnd Victor.ââSir?ââI donât want summaries.ââI want everything.ââUnderstood.âThe call ended.I stepped out of the car and climbed the wide stairca
EMILEThere were very few people capable of making me regret sending an invitation before they had even arrived.Candice Jones happened to be one of them.I stood on the balcony of the restaurant overlooking the glittering Manhattan skyline, one hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey that had long since lost its chill. The meeting with Father had ended almost thirty minutes ago, yet his questions still lingered in my head.âHow is Aidenâs therapy going?âHe had asked it too casually.. Far too casually.Father never asked questions he already didnât know the answer to.A soft pair of heels clicked against the polished stone behind me.âThey still serve whiskey before saying hello?âHer voice carried the same confidence I remembered and I turned.Candice smiled politely, though it didnât quite reach her eyes.âIt has been a while, Emile.ââIt has.âShe studied me for a second before extending her hand.âShould we pretend weâre meeting for the first time?âI looked at her hand for a bri
AidenI knew he noticed the pickup truck but I honestly couldnât care less..The maĂźtre dâ greeted us with the kind of smile reserved for people who looked like they belonged.I didnât.Not in places like this.The restaurant glowed beneath soft amber lights that reflected off crystal glasses and polished marble floors. Every table was dressed in white linen, candles flickering gently between expensive floral arrangements, while a pianist in the corner coaxed slow jazz from a grand piano. The room smelled of butter, rosemary, and expensive wine.Elian, however, looked perfectly at home.He slipped his hands into the pockets of his coat as we followed the hostess deeper into the dining room, his attention wandering over the artwork on the walls rather than the people staring discreetly in our direction.âI think they expect me to know which fork is for what,â he whispered.I laughed under my breath.âThey expect me to pay.âHis grin widened. âSo youâre saying I should order the lobster
ELIANI should have known something was wrong the moment Aiden refused to tell me where we were going.People with good intentions usually answered simple questions but Aiden only smiled. âYouâll see.ââI honestly now hate that sentence.ââI know.ââIt usually ends with me regretting something.âHis grin widened as he unlocked the passenger door of his car. âGet in.âI folded my arms. âYou really enjoy ordering people around, donât you?.ââNo.â He waited until I looked at him. âI enjoy ordering you around.âI sighed dramatically before climbing into the car. âOne day,â I muttered as I buckled my seat belt, âyouâre going to meet someone who refuses to entertain your nonsense.ââI already did.â He shut the door before walking around to the driverâs side. âYou.âI pretended to look out of the window so he wouldnât see the smile threatening to appear but it didnât work as nothing ever escaped him.âYou smiled.ââI absolutely did not.ââI saw it.ââYea well.. You imagined it.ââI have exce
AIDANI was beginning to see stars.âFuckkkkkâ I moaned again as I held his neck with one hand and gripped his waist with my other hand..This was so goodâŠ. So fucking good arghhh.The stubborn doctor who usually fought me at every turn had completely vanished. Elian was literally bucking back aga
EILANNo.. I wanted to say no but holy cow I couldnât cause..âMmhhhhh⊠mmmghhhâ My mind was completely short-circuiting. My normal clinical and structured world, my sweet and peaceful house had suddenly turned into something else.The feeling of our dicks bound together in his grip was an absolut
ELIANI should have asked him to leave.The thought repeated itself over and over inside my head.Aiden sat across from me in my office, holding the cup of coffee I had made for him like it was something precious.The sight felt absurd.Nothing about him should have looked soft, nothing about him s
ELIANâYou kept begging me not to leave..âThe words wrapped around my throat like fingers as I stared at Aiden, unable to breathe properly for a second.âNo that canât be,â I said immediately.Aidenâs expression didnât change. âOhh but you did.ââI wouldnât say that.ââYou were half asleep and hal







