Kier's POVShe kept me at a distance?Of course, what could we possibly talk about when she couldn't even talk? But still…I glanced down at the curly head resting on my thighs. Deidre had fallen asleep watching Frozen for the hundredth time. At this point, with the amount of time she'd watched the damn cartoon, they might as well cast her in it.“Daisy,” I called softly. You could never be too sure with her, one minute she'd be snoring, the next she'd be standing at the arm of the couch, staring at you like a little ghost.But when her lashes didn't even flutter and her soft snores continued, I knew she was out for real this time.I caught sight of a maid passing by and motioned her over.“Hey,” I called.I didn't know her name, and I didn't like that. Sure, I'd fired the others for their incompetence, but I'd known every single one of them. Their names, their families... hell, even their dog's name if they had one.The girl stopped beside me, her hands clasped in front of her.“What
Genesis's POVI was awake... but I couldn't move.Nothing was holding me down, not physically, but the person lying next to me was the one keeping me captive.He was asleep, his wide, muscled chest rising and falling steadily. My face flushed at my own thoughts, but how could I not notice? He was right there, so close.And he was asleep.I didn't know if I should move. Did I have permission to? Morning light peeked through the blinds, casting soft streaks across the room. I could hear faint birds chirping outside, signaling the start of the day.Still, I remained frozen.Nothing had happened... again.How were we supposed to make children if he wouldn't touch me? The thought worried me more than it should, but I quickly pushed it to the back of my mind.Right now, all I could focus on was him.My husband.He was handsome, too handsome. When he was awake, his bright blue eyes always carried a smile. Like the whole world couldn't bother him.But there was something beneath that smile.
Genesis's POVBy the time we left the house, my stomach was all tied up in knots. Any minute now, I felt like I was going to throw up, but I'd rather eat my own hand off than do that. If he hadn't hit me for all my misdeeds before, he definitely would if I threw up all over his sleek black carSo, I sat stiffly, my back straight against the seat. The only sound between us was the low hum of the engine. My fingers twisted and untwisted in my lap, fear gnawing at me.This would be my third time outside. The first was the court, but it was just people I knew. The second was the clothes place, but they took us to a private room, only him, the girl with the measuring tape, and me. My anxiety hadn't reared its head too much then.But this time... this time was different.There might be people. Strangers. Eyes.If they saw me... if they saw my scars in this dress... they would know.They would whisper."Look at that strange freak."Just like Mark always said. I was a freak.“Stop panicking.”
Kier’s POV"I'm still waiting."She glanced at me from under her lashes, then quickly turned back to her book. I smirked, amused. She was effortlessly cute, every action, every little twitch. It was almost ridiculously adorable.A few seconds passed before she lifted her head, but she still wouldn’t look at me. Her eyes remained fixed on the book, and when she swallowed, the sound echoed in the silence of the car. Even in the cold, a faint sheen of moisture glistened on her temple.She was nervous."Can I see?" I asked, knowing she wouldn't hand it over unless I asked. She was too scared. Of what, I wasn’t sure.Slowly, she nodded, picked up the book, and handed it to me, still avoiding my gaze, despite my earlier instruction. I let it slide.Taking the book, my eyes fell on the words written inside. I blinked, surprised. This was... definitely not what I had expected.One thing had become clear over the past few days, my little wife was a mystery. A puzzle. And I loved a challenge.S
Genesis's POV"Right here, Mr. Blackwood," a lanky man in a wine-colored shirt and jeans said. I looked up at him, noticing the easy smile on his face as he spoke to my husband. But when his gaze shifted to me, awe flickered in his eyes.I quickly looked away, pressing my face against my husband's torso."Look away," Kier said, his voice calm but firm. The man cleared his throat awkwardly, nodded, and turned to lead us toward a large, red-colored door.He pushed it open, and my mouth fell open in surprise. Rows upon rows of seats stretched across the vast, empty hall, yet not a single person was inside. It was only then that I realized something odd—aside from this man and the one who had given Kier popcorn and soda earlier, I hadn’t seen anyone else around.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice we were moving toward the seats until kier spoke."Where would you like to sit?"His voice startled me. I turned to him, my pulse skipping as I realized he was staring down at
Kier’s POVYou could ask me what the damn movie was about, and I wouldn’t have an answer.But if you asked me what I noticed about my wife?I’d have about ten things to say.One: she had four tiny birthmarks—just little dots—on the left side of her neck. How I even noticed them in the dim lighting of that fucking cinema was a question for another day.Two: she always bit down on her lips when she was concentrating, like right now. I was sure she had completely forgotten I was even here.And there were more. I could keep listing them. And why I did this? I had no idea.But I couldn’t deny it anymore—I was getting attracted to my wife.She wasn’t my usual type. Yeah, I didn’t know how many times I’d said her face was beautiful, but a pretty face alone never got me as hard as a rock for a woman. That was just one part of it.And yet, here I was, hard as a damn brick, and it was freaking me out.I had spent days wondering how I’d be able to knock her up when I couldn’t even get it up for
Genesis's POVIt was happening.And I was scared.Things like this had happened before—but in more violent ways.When he placed me on the bed, flashes of Jimmy surfaced in my mind. I forced them away.I had fought before. But as time passed, I learned that resistance only led to more pain. It was easier to shut down, to detach, to let it happen.That was what I planned to do now.But for some reason, it wasn’t working.My heart pounded in my chest, my breaths shallow. I felt fear, yes—but something else lurked beneath it. Something unfamiliar.Anticipation.That made no sense. There was nothing to anticipate. Sex was pain. It had always been pain.Yet as I was pressed against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist, his mouth warm against my neck, kissing, licking—this strange feeling only grew.I told myself this was for the baby they needed. Once it was done, I could leave. I wouldn’t let my past haunt me forever. I would do what I had to do, no matter how much it cost me.But wh
Kier’s POVDamn it. I wanted to hear her moans. I wanted to hear her scream my name, to make sure she knew exactly who was inside her and never forgot it.But since I couldn’t have that, I’d make sure she felt it.With every thrust of my hips, I’d etch myself into her body, deep enough that she’d never want to lay with another man.The thought was possessive. Animalistic. And yet, it was me. It had always been me. Even as a child, I hated sharing what was mine. As I grew, that feeling only became fiercer, especially with the women I fucked.But they were never for keeps. When I took them, they knew, as long as they lingered around me, only I got to touch them. And when I was done, the others could have them.But this? This was different.She was my wife. My wife. And I didn’t just want to claim her, I wanted to own her in every way. Even men who hated their wives still refused to share them. That was just how it worked.And right now, as I looked down at her, I knew one thing for cert
KADE“Get them in, Fang,” I barked, swerving the car as the tires screeched across wet asphalt.“But boss, we haven’t heard anything from Alpha yet,” Fang said, hesitation bleeding through the line.My brows pulled tight. “What do you mean? He was supposed to notify you about the drop an hour ago.”There was a pause, filled with nothing but static and Fang’s uneasy breath. “We got silence. No code, no ping. I thought maybe he was stalling for a reason.”“He’s not stalling,” I growled, weaving past a slow-moving truck. “He’s either compromised or playing a game he shouldn’t be.”“What do you want me to do?”“Lock down the south exit. Now. No one leaves the district unless they’re tagged.”“But if they’re tagged, that means…”“Yeah.” I cut him off. “That means they’re part of this.”Another pause. Then Fang said, “Copy that. South gate's ours. I’ll ping you if anything moves.”I ended the call, jaw tight.If Alpha was off-script, this was bigger than a missed drop. But I shoved that tho
GENESIS“Damn, they’re so good,” Calista mumbled, resting her head on the barre.Yes, barre. That was a new word I’d learned today, and I was proud of it—even if I can’t say it out loud.We stood there, watching the ballerinas move gracefully across the studio floor until the instructor finally called for a break.Some of the girls plopped onto the floor, chugging water like they’d just crossed a desert. Another new word I learnt.Others kept practicing, pointing their toes and stretching their legs like perfection was one pirouette away.I was watching one girl in particular, completely mesmerized, when Stacy suddenly grabbed my hand.“Don’t look, don’t look—but Jaden is coming over here,” she whispered urgently.Calista shot upright like she’d been electrocuted, fussing with her hair.Was something wrong with her hair?Jaden strolled over and stood beside us, his gaze flicking between Stacy and Calista.“How are you girls today?” he asked, smiling.Calista flushed red—like tomato-sa
“Ahhhh, I hate that fucking bitch!” Veronica screamed, hurling a vase against the wall. It shattered into sharp, glittering pieces that skittered across the floor. On the couch, her two friends—Amanda and Mika—exchanged uneasy glances.Veronica stood a few feet away from the wreckage, chest heaving, her face flushed with rage.Mika leaned in closer to Amanda and whispered, “What is she mad about this time?”Amanda sighed, already sounding tired. “What do you think? The little wife of Kieran.”Mika nodded. “But why is she still hung up on that? I thought she was over him.”Veronica whipped around to face them, her hair a wild mess that looked like a bird’s nest, her makeup smeared and chaotic like a melting mask. She looked like she was teetering on the edge of a breakdown.“Over that? You think I’d be over it?” she growled. “Do you know how long I’ve stood by Kieran? My mind was set—he was going to be mine. And then that silent little thing just waltzes in from nowhere and takes him l
GENESIS“First position, second position… Stacy, leg down, not up—you’re not trying to kick anyone,” Miss Reneta said with a patient but firm tone.The room giggled softly. Even I cracked a small smile. Stacy rolled her eyes dramatically. Miss Reneta didn’t notice, but Stacy did as she was told.Miss Reneta clapped her hands twice. “Alright, everyone. Let’s try that again, but this time with music.”As a soft piano melody filled the room, I tried to mimic the movements. Heels together. Toes pointed out. Arms curved like I was holding a giant invisible ball. I moved slowly, cautiously, trying to remember everything she had taught us.My body didn’t feel graceful. My arms were stiff, my balance shaky. But I was trying. I wasn’t going to give up.“Good, Genesis,” Miss Reneta said as she passed by, gently adjusting my elbow. “That’s it. Nice control.”I blinked, surprised by the praise. My chest swelled just a little with pride. Across the room, Calista caught my eye and gave me two enthu
GENESIS“Yes, Lily, do ballet! It’s so fun and amazing, and you get to dress up so beautifully,” Daisy said, bouncing in her seat as she looked at me. I glanced at the dancers again, watching them move with such grace. It was beautiful, like they were speaking with their bodies. But it also looked incredibly difficult. Daisy called it “fun,” but I had a feeling this kind of dance wasn’t to be underestimated. The way their legs moved so high... I was amazed.But my mind wasn’t fully on the decision about which class to choose. My eyes kept gravitating toward the bruise on Kieran’s face. And it wasn’t just that—he had bruises on his wrists too, like he’d slammed them against something. The one on his face looked like he’d been hit.What happened?He’d gone to work hours ago and now came back like this.He turned away from the iPad in his hands and looked at me. “What do you like...?” His voice trailed off as I pressed my hand gently against the injury, and he smiled softly.“What is it..
KIERAN"Stop making that face," I muttered, adjusting the cuff of my shirt. "He got himself fired."She was still staring at me—lips slightly parted, eyes wide, like I’d just confessed to murder. Maybe in her innocent little brain, I had. But that bastard deserved it.I leaned closer, gripping the headboard behind her, caging her in. Her breath caught. She tried to move back, but there was nowhere to go.Just how I wanted it."He looked at you too long.""Smiled too wide. And then he touched you. I saw it on the footage."Her brows drew together. She grabbed her notebook, scribbling fast and furiously:NO HE DID NOTLIAM IS NICE TO MEI gritted my teeth. "See, that's the problem. I didn’t hire him to be nice. And that—what he did—that wasn’t him being nice. That was him wanting something else.”She shook her head. I didn’t care. I grabbed her waist and lifted her up off the bed. Her legs instinctively wrapped around me as I carried her down the stairs."I’ll get you a new tutor. Maybe
GENESIS"How much for a smile?"Huh?My head tilted before I could stop it. I blinked up at him, confused.I scrunch my nose slightly. Was this... a game? Was I supposed to smile now? But why would he pay for that?He pushed me gently against the wet, smooth stone wall. The coldness against my back contrasted sharply with the heat of his bare body pressing into mine. I could feel something else, too—hard, stiff—pressing against me.Heat rushed up my neck, blooming across my face.He lifted one hand from my waist to wipe the water from his face. The shower kept pouring over us, but since I was backed against the wall, my view wasn’t blocked. I saw everything.Then he cupped my cheek with a rough, warm palm.“Did I upset you, kitten? Since I came home, you haven’t smiled at me. You haven’t even looked at me.”Oh.Guilt slammed into my chest, hard. That’s what had been clawing at me since the moment he walked through the door. Every time my mind drifted to that tiny bottle filled with po
Kier"You're late," my dad said the moment I stepped into the dining room, barely a second after spotting me.I rolled my eyes and glanced at Genesis, who sat in the chair closest to him. She looked at me, then quickly looked away, her eyes dropping to her plate.I tore my gaze from her and looked toward Donald at the head of the table. Without a word, I moved to the seat opposite her and sat down."And you're still here, Father? I thought you'd have left by now."I smiled at him, but it didn’t reach my eyes. I snuck another glance at my wife, who still refused to look at me. She stared at her food like it was more worthy of her attention than I was. My hand clenched into a fist. It was ridiculous to feel jealous of a plate of food—but I was. I wanted to toss it across the room just to force her to look at me."So that was your plan all along?" he said, voice laced with something darker. "Stay behind and wait for your old man to finish eating and leave? Or were you up to something els
Knight Blood, known in the underground as the Black Knight, stood calmly behind the Royal Mirage Casino & Resort, his sleek black car parked just a few feet away. Flames licked the night sky, the building groaning under the weight of its destruction. Wood cracked. Cement blocks fell like thunder. Screams and shouts pierced the smoky air.Knight smiled.His eyes glowed with the fire’s reflection as he watched the chaos he’d created unfold. There was no joy in his grin. No sense of relief.Just a sliver of satisfaction.A tiny flicker of calm buried beneath the inferno of rage boiling in his chest.Because this wasn’t over.Not yet.One of his men stepped forward, voice tight with urgency. “Boss, we have to leave now. The police are…..”“Tell me that’s not the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen.” Knight interrupted, catching the man off guard.The guy hesitated, unsure how to respond. His eyes darted to the fire, then back to Knight, searching for the right words. He glanced around, but n