LOGINVALENTINA I couldn’t stop staring at the old statues and portraits lining the halls as Horace and I walked together toward our room. The place was huge, like something out of a history book that had come alive. Every corner held another marble figure of some stern ancestor or a painting of wolves mid battle, eyes painted so well that they seemed to follow you. One statue in particular caught my eye. It was a tall man with a sword, his face this cold pride that made my skin prickle. Honestly, it's a little creepy. “Who’s that one?” I asked softly, squeezing Horace’s hand. “He looks important.”Horace’s steps faltered just a little. His jaw tightened, and I felt the shift in the air around him so suddenly. I bit my lip. Damn it. I hadn’t meant to poke at anything.He glanced at the statue for a few seconds and I have up on getting an answer. “That’s Elias Toval. My step great grandfather.”“Built half this wing with blood money and fake promises. Used to brag about crushing rival p
HORACE I watched Azriel stride through the grand entrance with that familiar composure. Mother walked past me but not before giving me a warm smile then she followed close behind him. I can't imagine how much trauma might be going through her mind. But that's the thing about my mum. She was too good at faking. But I remember clearly. I remember everything from the last time we were all stuck in this hellhole together. I lingered back on the wide stone steps, not exactly stopping, just walking a little slower until Valentina caught up. I had no idea why I didn't want to walk into that building without her by my side. I ignored the feeling still.When she reached me, she entwined her fingers with mine without hesitation. It took everything in me not to grip her hand tighter, to pull her flush against my side and shield her from all the eyes I could already feel watching us like hawks. Her touch felt good. Even as my instincts screamed to turn around and leave this place far behin
HORACE I did not want to be here. Not a single fibre of my being wanted to step foot on these cursed grounds again. The air itself felt poisonous, laced with generations of pride, backstabbing, and old grudges that refused to die no matter how much time passed. Toval Mansion looked more like a gilded tomb. It had grand stone walls rising imposingly against the sky, perfectly manicured lawns, and large fountains. The irony wasn’t lost on me. A family built on prejudice pretending to uphold some noble legacy while sharpening knives behind every smile. I hated every inch of it. The hypocrisy and fakeness. Valentina walked beside me, her hand slowly and carefully entwining with mine as we made our way towards the foyer. She looked stunning in the simple but elegant dress she’d chosen. Not that it would matter, she always seemed to look hot in everything. I kept my expression neutral, but inside, my wolf was on edge. If Valentina wasn't holding my hand, I would have le
HAROLD Files slammed straight into my face, the edges of the folders straight at my cheek as papers scattered across the study floor like confetti from hell. I barely flinched. I’d learned a long time ago that showing pain to my father only made things twice as much. Only invited more of it.“You worthless piece of shit!” my father roared, his voice booming off the walls of the study like thunder trapped in a cage. “Working behind my back? Deceived by a woman? A fucking outsider, a whore at that? After everything I’ve taught you? After all the sacrifices this family has made for you?”I sat still in the leather chair, my hands gripping the armrests until my knuckles turned bonewhite. I have never felt more humiliated. One wrong word, one twitch of defiance, and I’d be one outburst away from being disowned or stripped of any claim to the Alpha title. The old man paced like a caged wolf in front of the massive desk, his face purple with rage, veins bulging in his neck.“You let th
HORACE I pumped out the last of my cum on Valentina's ass and stayed like that for a while. Watching my beautiful art on her pale skin. My cock was still twitching with the aftershocks of my release and it didn't help that Valentina was trembling in my arms, her body completely spent against the wall. The anger that had fueled us moments ago was still there but now all I could feel was lust. And all I needed was more. More of her. I needed to feel her around my dick.“Fuck, Valentina,” I rasped against her neck, pressing open mouthed kisses along her skin. “You destroy me.”She let out a shaky laugh that sounded half sob. “Then why do you keep pushing me away?”I didn’t answer. Instead, I scooped her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her toward my study. I kicked the study door shut behind us and laid her on the wide couch, finally pulling out only to flip her onto her hands and knees.I took her again right there, slower this time but no less intense. Deep, grind
VALENTINA He released my wrists only to spin me around, pressing my chest against the wall. His hand came down hard on my ass. “Say my name.”I clenched my jaw, refusing. He spanked me again, harder, then soothed the sting with his rough palms. “Say it, Valentina.”“Make me,” I dared, looking over my shoulder. If we were gonna be doing this, I’m sure as hell wasn't going to make it easy for him. I pushed my ass back against him, even as I tried to twist free again. “Or are you all talk tonight?”He snarled, yanking my dress up around my waist and ripping my panties down my legs in one brutal motion. He dropped to his knees behind me, spreading my thighs wide. I knew what he was going to do and I was so ready for it. I've been ready for over a month.His hot mouth attacked my pussy from behind. Giving me long, angry licks mixed with punishing sucks on my clit. Two fingers thrust back inside me, fucking me deep and fast while his tongue worked me mercilessly.“Fuck…Horace!” The name
VALENTINAMy heart was pounding so hard it hurt. I looked at this man, this vile human who was the only person offering me a way out of my shame. The bond between us hummed low, pushing me to say yes.I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and looked up at him."Tell me, what do I have to do?".A
VALENTINAHe leaned in even closer, his body pressing against mine, the tension between us stretched so thin it was about to snap. I could hear the muffled voices of the journalists just around the corner, blissfully unaware of the war happening in here."Tell me to stop, Val," he breathed against
VALENTINA I sat back, my face flushed and my lips stinging from his kiss. Across the ice, Harold looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He was screaming something at his teammates, his hands shaking.The first period was ending, and the masterpiece of revenge was more beautiful than I ha
VALENTINAThe warm water of the bathtub swirled around my skin, but it couldn't quiet the storm in my head. I leaned my head back against the cold tub, my body heavy with exhaustion. The Uber ride back had been a blur of New York lights, but all I could see was the raw, jagged pain in Horace’s eyes







