เข้าสู่ระบบDANIEL LUXURIOUS PENTHOUSE ~ NEW YORK CITY A soft moan slipped out of her before she could stop it. She bit her lip hard, trying to kill the sound, but he heard it. He smiled against her breast and sucked harder, drawing another longer moan from deep in her throat.She tried to twist away, but there was nowhere to go. His thigh pushed between hers, spreading her legs wider. The hand on her hip slid down, under the waistband of her jeans, past her underwear. Two fingers found her already wet and slipped inside without warning.Ariana’s head thumped back against the wall. A broken moan left her throat, louder this time. “Daniel—ah—”He kept sucking on her breast while his fingers worked her, slow at first, then deeper, curling just right. Every time he pressed that spot inside her, another moan spilled out of her. She couldn’t hold them in. Her hips jerked against his hand even as her mind kept shouting that this was a mistake.He kissed his way back up to her mouth and took it
WENT-WORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER — LAUNDRY ROOM — 9:00 A.M.Sophia was escorted through several heavy metal doors before she entered the prison laundry room.The moment she stepped inside, the heat hit her like a wave. Sweat immediately formed on her forehead as the loud sounds around her overwhelmed her. The huge washing machines shook while they ran, dryers buzzed constantly, and inmates shouted to each other over the noise.The smell was just as unbearable.The room was filled with the sharp scent of bleach, detergent, sweat, and old clothes.Sophia looked around in disbelief.This was where she was expected to work.A prison officer walked toward a table holding a clipboard. She was a tall woman with a serious expression and a voice that made everyone nearby become quiet.“Langston?” the officer called.Sophia turned around. “Yes.”The officer looked down at her file before looking back at her.“Your work assignment is laundry duty. You’ll be working on the ironing station.”Soph
WENT-WORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER – CELL BLOCK C – 6:00 A.M.The loud morning buzzer echoed through the prison, pulling everyone awake.Sophia’s eyes flew open.Pain hit her the moment she tried to move.Her ribs burned. Her face throbbed. Her head felt like it was about to split open. Every part of her body ached from yesterday’s beating.She had barely slept.Instead of a bed, she had spent the entire night lying on the cold concrete floor because Amelia had refused to let her sleep on the bottom bunk.“Get up,” Amelia said in a firm voice. “There are rules in this cell, and you’re going to learn every one of them.”Sophia bit her lip and forced herself to stand. Her legs were so weak that she had to steady herself against the wall to keep from collapsing. She took a slow breath before looking nervously at Amelia.“What… what rules?” she asked in a shaky voice.A small, cold smile spread across Amelia’s face.“The first rule is very simple,” she replied. “You don’t touch your food unt
A cold smile spread across her face. “Survival isn’t about money in here.”She looked Sophia up and down with open contempt.“It’s about power.”She took one final step toward the door. “And you don’t have any.”She turned and walked out of the infirmary.The guards grabbed Sophia by both arms before she had a chance to resist.She cried out as they yanked her off the infirmary bed.Pain shot through her broken ribs, forcing a scream from her lips.“Let go of me!” she shouted, struggling against their grip. “I paid her! She took my money! She promised she’d help me!”The guards ignored her.They dragged her toward the door as if they couldn’t hear a single word she was saying.Sophia twisted and fought, but every movement sent another wave of pain crashing through her battered body.“Nurse Patricia!” she cried desperately. “Please! Tell them what happened! You saw everything!”Nurse Patricia stood frozen beside the bed.There was sympathy in her tired eyes.She wanted to help. But she
Ariana's voice rose to a shriek. "I'm not going to fight you, Daniel! I just want to be free!"Daniel stepped closer to her, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You'll never be free of me, Ariana. I'll never let you go. You're my wife. And that's never going to change."Ariana stared at him, her whole body shaking with rage.She wanted to scream. She wanted to hit him. She wanted to run as far away from him as possible.But all she could do was stand there, clutching her son, feeling completely trapped.---PENTHOUSE — HALLWAY — CONTINUOUSAriana was about to walk out when Daniel called after her. "Wait. I have something for Aiden."She turned around, her eyes wary. "What?"Daniel walked over to a woman who was standing by the door. She was young, probably in her mid-twenties, with a pleasant face and a professional demeanor."This is Maria," Daniel said. "She's going to be Aiden's new nanny."Ariana's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? Aiden already has a nanny. I have a nanny
DANIEL'S PENTHOUSE — LIVING ROOM — AFTERNOONThe penthouse was breathtaking. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the New York City skyline. Ariana stood in the middle of the living room, her two-year-old son Aiden Martino balanced on her hip. The little boy was clutching a stuffed bear, his big eyes taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.Daniel Blackwood sat on the leather sofa, dressed in an expensive suit, his tie loosened. He looked relaxed, confident, like a man who had everything under control.But Ariana knew better. She knew exactly what kind of man he was.She placed the divorce papers on the coffee table between them and took a deep breath.“I’m not signing those papers,” Daniel said, his voice firm and emotionless. He didn’t even bother picking them up or looking at the documents.Ariana stared at him, unable to believe how easily he dismissed everything.“Daniel, we’ve already talked about this,” she said, keeping her voice steady. “I’m not going to spen
KATHERINA APARTMENT ~ NEW YORKRyan’s voice dropped, turning cold. “Good. I’ll send you a secure line. Nobody can know we’re working together. Not Damien. Not the board. No one.”Katherina smirked and leaned back in her chair.“Please. Damien has so many problems piled on his head, he wouldn’t noti
BLACKWOOD INDUSTRIES~NEW YORK Vivian was signing documents when Mia burst into the office without knockingHer voice shook. “Vivian… he’s here.”Vivian didn’t even look up. “Who? Ryan again? Security knows what to do.”Mia shook her head fast, eyes huge. “No. Harrison Cole.”Vivian stopped moving
Alejandro froze. “…The what?”His mother put down her fork slowly. “Isabella, don’t you dare.”Too late.Aunt Isabella smirked. “Every Favino man who refuses the family marriage law ends up…”“Isabella!” his mother snapped.But Isabella continued proudly, “…bald by thirty five.”Alejandro gasped. “
DANIEL’S PENTHOUSE – MORNINGDaniel paced the living room, holding a half-filled glass of Martell. His voice was sharp, bitter.“Lucas, do you know what that woman did? That so-called mother of my kids?”Lucas looked up from the couch, raising an eyebrow. “You mean Katherina your baby mama? What ha







