LOGINWENTWORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER – VISITATION ROOM – 2:00 PMThe visitation room was cold and gray. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. A thick glass window separated visitors from inmates. Phones hung on both sides for conversations.Sophia sat on the inmate side of the glass. Her face was bruised. Her hand was bandaged. Her jumpsuit was wrinkled and dirty. She looked nothing like the glamorous socialite she used to be.She had been summoned for a visit. She didn't know who was coming. She didn't care.Then the door opened.Damien walked in.He wore an expensive suit. His hair was perfectly styled. His shoes were polished. He looked like a man who had just stepped out of a boardroom.Sophia's heart stopped. Then it filled with rage.Damien sat down on the visitor side of the glass. He picked up the phone. His face was cold and unreadable.Sophia picked up her phone slowly. Her hand was shaking."Damien," she said. Her voice was flat."Sophia," he replied. His voice was equally cold.T
FAVINO PENTHOUSE ~ NEW YORK CITY Leo quickly ran behind a large potted plant and crouched down.He didn’t dare breathe.Alejandro lowered the newspaper and looked around the room.“Gabriella?” he called. “Where’s Leo?”Gabriella answered from the bedroom without a second thought.“He’s still in the bathroom,” she said. “He’s taking a shower.”Alejandro nodded. “All right.”He lifted the newspaper again and continued reading.Leo let out a silent sigh of relief. “That was close,” he whispered.He waited a few more seconds to make sure his father wasn’t watching.Then he quietly crept across the living room, placing each foot down as carefully as he could.When he reached the front door, he slowly wrapped his fingers around the handle.“Please don’t make a sound,” he prayed.He gently turned it. Click.The lock released abd Leo froze. Alejandro didn’t react.A smile spread across Leo’s face. He slowly opened the door just wide enough to squeeze through.Then he stepped into the hallway
DANIEL BLACKWOOD PENTHOUSE ~ NEW YORK CITY That your body never stopped belonging to me. That this little phone call is just you being pissed you couldn’t walk away clean.”He glanced at the phone still pressed to her ear.“Go on. Keep talking. I’ll wait right here. I want to hear how you explain the marks I left on your neck and the way your jeans are still half down.”Ariana’s face went tight. She turned her shoulder away from him, still holding the phone to her ear, but her voice came out sharper than she meant it to.“Shut up, Daniel.”She gave the address and hung up. She looked down at Daniel, who was still writhing on the floor."Enjoy your arrest, Daniel. I hope the other inmates treat you the way you treated me."Ariana walked down the hallway, her heart pounding, her hands shaking. Aiden was crying now, startled by all the shouting."Shh, shh, it's okay, baby," she whispered, bouncing him gently. "Mama's here. Mama's got you."She reached the elevator and pressed the but
ALEJANDRO'S PENTHOUSE — LEO'S BEDROOM — MORNINGThe morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting soft golden light across Leo's bedroom. The eight-year-old boy was still half-asleep, his face buried in his pillow, dreaming of his mother. In his dream, she was smiling at him, her hand reaching out to touch his face.Then his bedroom door burst open.Leo sat up with a jolt, rubbing his eyes. His heart was pounding as he saw his father standing in the doorway with Gabriella right behind him. Alejandro's face was stern and cold, like a judge about to deliver a sentence. Gabriella was smiling like she had just won the lottery.Leo's stomach dropped. He knew something bad was coming. He had seen that look on his father's face before—the look that said he was about to make a decision that would change everything."Leo," Alejandro said, his voice flat and businesslike. "I need to talk to you. It's important. Get up and sit properly."Leo slowly swung his legs off the bed and sat up
DANIEL 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
“Touch me. Fuck me. Anything.”He pumped his fingers slowly, thumb brushing her clit on every stroke. “I’m going to do all of it.”His mouth found her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks as his fingers worked her steadily. She clutched his shoulders, nails digging through his coat. Wet sounds
THE GUERRA GRAND MANSION~ SPAINGabriella stepped into her sunlit bedroom at the family villa outside Madrid. The red dress from last night still draped over a chair, a trophy of her victory. Her skin still tingled from Alejandro’s hands, his desperate kisses, the way he’d lost control. She let he
AMELIA STONE OFFICE ~ STONE INDUSTRIES The door to Amelia’s office opened without a sound. Nicholas Hale stepped in, closing it behind him with a soft click. The room seemed to shift, charged with something unspoken.Amelia stayed in her chair, leaning back with calm, controlled ease. Her usual CE
ALEJANDRO MASTER BEDROOM ~ NEW YORK The phone had been buzzing nonstop.Alejandro walked into the master bedroom, holding it up. “Mi reina, your phone has been ringing non-stop.”Amelia pushed herself up against the pillows, exhausted. “My phone? Are you serious? I thought I had it with me all alo







