تسجيل الدخولBlake's POV Rosella lies completely naked on the bed, her legs spread wide as she drives the 9-inch dildo deep into herself with fast, relentless strokes, while her other hand rubs her clit furiously. Her breasts bounce with every thrust, her face flushed, and her eyes half-closed in pleasure.“Blake… fuck me… please…” she moans loudly, lost in her own world. “I need to cum… ahhh!”My body reacts instantly. My cock hardens in my pants. The sight of her like this—moaning my name, fucking herself desperately with the toy I left her—is almost too much. For a second, I feel tempted to walk in, pull the toy out, and replace it with my cock. But I force myself to hold back. She's still just a tool. Nothing more. A woman who has been used by countless men. The mere thought of burying my dick inside her leaves me feeling lost, like I'm drifting in the middle of an endless ocean. Part of me wants her. Another part is disgusted by the very idea—she has literally been screwed by dozens of me
Blake’s POVI arrive at Ravenswood Hospital just in time, having been on the phone with Elizabeth the entire drive. She spends the whole ride nagging me about how badly I treated my “wife-to-be,” insisting that if I hadn't ignored her while she came to spend time with me, the accident would've never happened. Hearing that she'll be coming back in the next two months doesn't sit well with me. My mom? She's a whole different show.Dr. Adrian immediately leads Lucien and I to the private ward after briskly explaining that the accident only resulted in a minor fracture of Ava's radius. But she insisted it was far more serious and demanded to be admitted. God… Ava can never stop being dramatic.When I walk in, I find her sitting up in bed, her left arm wrapped in a bandage. It all looks obviously minor—a simple fracture, nothing serious. Yet she's been admitted as though she's dying, with her personal server, Lila, standing faithfully by her bedside.I knew it the moment I got the news f
Rosella’s POVBlake leans back on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, looking utterly at ease. His cold hazel eyes remain fixed on me, watching as though I'm nothing more than an entertaining show.Heat floods my cheeks.“One minute left,” he says calmly, glancing at his watch. “Strip. Insert it. Then get to work. Or you’d be automatically opting for the second option… and you know what that means.”“No, no…” Even the stupidest person would never accept a gangbang from mere guards at this point. Not when I can't stop thinking about having his cock ruin me.My hands shake as I quickly pick up the thick, heavy vibrator. It feels intimidatingly large in my palm—smooth black silicone with a curved tip and a small remote attached. I can already imagine how full it’s going to make me feel.I stand slowly, chewing the inside of my cheek. "Please... uhmm..." I swallow hard. "Could I just... go into the room and insert it privately?"Blake arches a brow.I silently pray he'll say yes.
Blake’s POV I lean back in my chair, my laptop open on the desk, eyes fixed on the live feed from the Ivory Suite. It's hard to believe I've been watching Rosella ever since I got out of the shower this morning. Then again, who could blame me? Not after the little stunt she pulled last night—wrecking my camera, worth $8000. She’s seated at the moderate dining table, absently pushing food around her plate before taking slow, reluctant bites. Meanwhile, Zee moves briskly around the suite, sweeping, dusting, and putting everything in order with sharp, efficient precision. Once she's finished, she arranges the dining table exactly as I instructed—a juicing blender, a basket of fresh oranges, glasses, and every other item needed for Rosella's punishment. Rosella tries again. "Zee, come on. Why are you setting all this up? Talk to me, okay?" Zee doesn't even glance her way. She continues arranging the items on the table before returning with a knife and placing it beside the blen
Rosella’s POV“W-what are you talking about?” I stammer, shifting awkwardly as I stare at her.Zee leans against the table, her gaze sharp. “You heard me. Getting intimate with another woman's man. Don't you think that's unfair to Ava?” Her expression turns almost sympathetic, though the look in her eyes remains cold. “If I were you, I'd stay away from Ms. Ava's property. She doesn't like to share.”I swallow hard.“I'm not getting intimate with anyone's man,” I lie.Zee lets out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Really?” She points toward the bulge beneath the duvet. “Then what do you have to say about that?” Her eyes narrow. “I know Mr. Blake too well to make a mistake. He wouldn't tolerate you having that in his presence unless the two of you were...” She trails off, clears her throat, and rolls her eyes.I blink at her in stunned silence.“Well, I didn't mean to interfere,” Zee says. “I'm just letting you know. Ava is his fiancée…. with a high s
Rosella’s POVIn one swift motion, he snatches the dildo from my hand and shoves it back into my pussy mercilessly, all the way to the base in a single brutal thrust that tears a sharp cry from my lips—a dizzying mix of pain and pleasure.My back arches off the bed as my walls spasm wildly around the sudden, overwhelming intrusion. Stars burst behind my eyes."Blake…. fuck….ahhh!"He doesn’t stop. He starts fucking me hard with the toy, pushing it in and out in deep, punishing strokes. His free hand strokes his own thick cock lazily, inches from my dripping core. The wet, obscene sounds fill the room as he watches my face twist in shame and pleasure. His expression stays dark and cold.“Take it all, Rosella,” Blake grunts, twisting the dildo on every thrust. “This is what you are now. A hole for me to use.”The stretch burns, but unwanted pleasure shoots through my body. I grip the sheets tightly, my hips jerking against the toy. Juices leak out around i
Rosella’s POV“Bloody bitch!” Lucien snarled, launching himself at me without a second's hesitation.I threw myself off the bed, the duvet tangling and sliding away as my bare feet struck the cold floor. Pain flared up my leg sharply, but I pushed through it without hesitation. Pain was the least o
Rosella's POV“DAMMIT!” I screamed, bolting upright as cold water crashed over me. I’d been lost in a deep slumber and It took a second for my mind to catch up as water streamed down my face and soaked through my chest. It stole my breath as my heart slammed against my ribs.A lean man stood besid
Rosella's POV I tilted my head lazily, my eyes dropping to his hand before meeting those hazel eyes again. “Is there something else, Mr. Blake?”A slow, dangerous smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.“Confidence looks good on you, Amber,” he murmured, his eyes never leaving mine. “But I can f
Rosella’s POV I stepped onto the red carpet leading to the entrance of Luxe Noir. Up close, the club didn’t just look expensive, it looked like a fortress built on ego and blood money. Two huge men stood at the entrance like statues, their faces blank and unsmiling. One of them held a sleek silve







