MasukREVELATION“How was I so foolish that I didn’t realize it?”That was the thought echoing in my head as I sat bound to their ridiculous torture chair.I glanced around the damp room. It smelled like mildew and moldy onions.Why the hell did it smell like onions?If Mama were here, she’d probably laugh first before helping me out of this mess.She’d say, “Mija, you got played at your own game. Didn’t I tell you to leave that house after that man fed you that drug through a kiss?”And speaking of that asshole…The door creaked open, slicing through the darkness with a harsh light. I flinched, closing my eyes as it burned against them. The door slammed shut again just as fast, and footsteps followed, heavy and slow.When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a broad chest wrapped in leather. Of course, I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. His scent filled the room, strong, sharp, drowning out the mold and rot.I sighed. “Does Knight not have any other lackeys? Why is it always the du
The doctor hesitated, his jaw tightening. “She…” he paused, his throat working as he searched for the right words. “She’s in critical condition. We managed to stop the bleeding, but her body’s weak. She lost a lot of blood, and right now, she’s not responding. We’re doing everything we can, but…”Genesis’s breath caught. Her fingers went cold. “But what?” she whispered.“She might not make it through the night,” the doctor said softly.Genesis gasped, her knees giving out beneath her as she clutched at Knight’s arm. “No…” Her voice broke. “No, please, no…she can’t… she can’t die.”“Genesis..” Knight started, reaching for her, but she stumbled forward toward the doctor, shaking her head violently.“Let me see her!” she cried. “Please, I need to see her! I have to…”The doctor stepped in front of her, his hands raised. “I’m sorry, ma’am. You can’t. She’s in intensive care now. No visitors allowed until she stabilizes.”“I don’t care!” Genesis sobbed, her voice rising. “Please, she has t
Genesis’s heart pounded so hard she could barely breathe. The echo of the stretcher wheels faded down the hall until there was nothing left, just the sterile hum of the hospital lights and the sound of her own racing pulse.Her back hit the cold wall, and she slid down slowly, her hands trembling. Her breaths came out uneven, fast, too fast. She pressed a palm against her chest, trying to calm the panic clawing its way up her throat.“Lily?” Daisy’s small, frightened voice broke the silence. She ran to Genesis, her eyes wide. “What’s wrong? You look really pale!”Genesis shook her head weakly, trying to force a smile that never came. “I’m fine,” she whispered, but her voice cracked halfway.“No, you’re not!” Daisy said, gripping her arms tightly. “You’re breathing funny, Lily, what’s happening?”Before Genesis could answer, Knight moved quickly toward her. He crouched in front of her, his eyes searching hers, worry etched deep into his face. “Princess, hey, baby,look at me.” He cupped
Amelia lounged on the chaise, the sun warming her skin. She lowered her sunglasses, adjusted her position lazily, and rubbed a hand over her round, pregnant belly.“This is the life,” she murmured with a satisfied sigh. One minute passed. Then five. Just as she began to drift toward sleep, the sunlight vanished from her skin.Her brows furrowed. “What the hell?” she muttered, opening her eyes—only to see Genesis standing in front of her, blocking the sun, with Daisy beside her, hands planted firmly on her hips.Amelia groaned. “What do you want, weirdo?”Daisy gasped, scandalized. “Lily’s not a weirdo—you are!”Amelia turned her head slowly toward her. “Shut it, brat. Someone needs to teach you some manners. You don’t—”Genesis cut her off, her voice cool but sharp. “You’re the one who lacks manners here.”“Excuse me?” Amelia scoffed.“You heard me,” Genesis said, standing tall. “It’s one thing for you to sneak into my kitchen and eat half the food I make for my men—I let that slide b
Genesis stood on her tiptoes as Knight bent down, their foreheads meeting while she closed her eyes, her hand encircling his head."I'm not suggesting you should part ways with Knight, never! He is a part of you, and we need him. However, your father requires Kieran, and I believe you should express your thoughts to him," she whispered, prompting him to take a deep breath and nod in agreement.A smile spread across Genesis's face, warmth flooding her chest. She then lifted her head and gently began to push him back. Knight frowned but allowed it, stopping when they were a few feet from the window.“Go down," she murmured softly, and he gazed at her for a few moments before slowly sinking to his knees in front of her. His hands wrapped around her waist, pressing against her stomach before moving toward her bare, wet pussy.She trembled but shook her head. "No," she gasped, pushing on his shoulders until he lay back on the floor, and she looked down at him."I want to take charge now,"
“Ahhh—uhhh,” Genesis’s moans filled the air, her hand pressed against the glass window before sliding up to clutch Knight’s shoulders, trying to steady herself with each deep thrust. Her mouth fell open in a gasped cry.“Ahh—yes, yes,” she breathed out, her nails digging into his shoulders. Knight stared at her, his blue eyes dark under the dim light of the office, tears still gliding down his face. Her words from earlier echoed in his head.THWACK.THWOP.The rapid, wet sounds of his hips meeting hers filled the quiet, empty room.“I’m so sorry,” he murmured against her neck, his thrusts not slowing. Genesis looked down at him, her grip on his body tightening.“Faster—p-please, faster,” she whimpered.He pulled away, sliding out of her with a wet pop. Her slickness dripped down and hit the tiled floor. She groaned at the sudden emptiness, but before she could speak, he turned her around and guided her to face the window.“Hands there,” he said softly.She obeyed, palms pressed to the







