Arya's POV."You've been such a bad girl, babydoll." He chuckled, his gaze on me darkening. "You have no idea what you just put me true."The smirk on his face has gotten deadlier as well. Well, I guess I might have screwed myself over. But somehow, i was excited for whatever he had in mind. "You can agree with me that you need to be punished, am I right, babydoll?"As he spoke, he swiftly zipped open his suit pant and rapidly pulled it down his leg, and stepped out of it. He gently stood to his feet now, giving his dick a single, lazy stroke, and I watch in fascination as a bead of clear precum formed at the tip, then slowly drips down, leaving a glistening trail along the underside. I sat still on the bed, hypnotized, watching as that massive organ continued to grow between his spread legs."C'mon babydoll, come over here." He winked, his cock now standing at attention, I haven't really gotten enough chance to see it in it's full glory before, but now I was staring clearly at it
Arya's POV."hold your boobs out for me, babydoll." He suddenly blurted and casted him a quick glance. What is he up to this time?My face burnt with shame as I shuffled forward between his spread legs, bringing my chest up to his groin level. His cock stood tall and menacing, slick with my saliva, twitching with each heartbeat. I hesitated, unsure how to proceed."Like this," he blurted, grabbing my wrists and placing my hands on either side of my boobs. "Squish them together around that cock, sweetheart."I sunk my fingers into the soft flesh of my tits, feeling them yield under the pressure as I press them together to create a deep, pale cleavage. Lucas grabbed his cock and guided it into the channel I've created, the hot, pulsing shaft nestling between my breasts like a snake burrowing into warm earth."Fuuuuck," he groaned as his cockhead emerges from the top of my cleavage, leaking a fresh bead of precum. "Now move them titties up and down, babydoll." Lucas is really out to in
Arya's POV."You have served your punishment well so far. Babydoll." Lucas blurted, flashing me a toothy smile.I could tell he was up to something, despite the sweet smile on his face."But you have one more stage to officially scale through your punishment." Ofcourse it's Lucas, I've made peace with the fact that he is always up to something."Get rid of the remnant of clothes on your body." This time, he sounded more authoritative, and I knew he was back in the mood.I slowly peel my pantyhose down my legs, my face burning with excitement for what is coming.Lucas watched with predatory eyes, his still hard cock bobbing in front of him. I was standing before him, completely naked cum dripping from my face and tits."Goddamn, I've got to say this every second, you are perfection at it's peak, babydoll." he whistled, eyes roaming over my exposed body. "Now turn around. Let me see that ass."I rotated slowly, showing him my backside, my tits swinging with the movement."Fuck yeah, B
Arya's POV. The morning sun rays penetrated into the room, rousing me from the depths of sleep. My entire body ached... a delicious, sinful ache that brought back every single memory of last night. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I squeezed my thighs together beneath the silk sheets, my fingers gripping the fabric as though it could save me from the embarrassment clawing at me.Lucas.His touch, his lips, the way he commanded things when he is in his beast mode. I had done things I never thought myself capable of, begged in ways that made my face burn just thinking about it. I swallowed hard as I stirred on the bed, trying to push the haunting thoughts away, my eyes suddenly caught sight of him. My heart pounded as I stole a glance at the man responsible for my current state.There he stood by the wardrobe, his sculpted back facing me, muscles flexing as he rummaged through his collection of suits. Even without turning around, he somehow knew I was awake.“Good morning, babydoll.” His d
Arya’s POV.I couldn’t stop giggling as I jumped around the room, twirling in front of the mirror, my excitement knew no bounds. The delicate gold waist chain shimmered against my skin, a dazzling reminder of the man who had placed it there. And the new phone? God, I still couldn’t believe it.Lucas Griffin wasn’t just a billionaire... he was a man who knew how to make a woman feel special.I turned toward him, still half clad in my nightwear, his muscular arms flexing as he fixed his cuffs. He was the picture of effortless power and elegance, standing by the mirror, his hair still slightly damp from his shower. And as if the universe was determined to test my self control, the top two buttons of his shirt remained undone, revealing a teasing glimpse of his chest."You’re staring, babydoll," he suddenly blurted, the corner of his lips quirking up in that dangerously sexy smirk of his.I snapped out of my daze, my cheeks burning. “No, I’m not!”He chuckled, stepping closer, his cologn
Arya's POV.The second Lucas climbed into the car, I couldn't resist leaning in to place a quick kiss on his lips. His lips curled into a smug smirk, as if he had been expecting it.“You can’t bear to see me go, can you?” he teased, his voice laced with amusement.I rolled my eyes at him, but my body betrayed me as I kissed him again, slower this time. “drive safely,” I murmured against his lips.His fingers brushed against my waist, slipping beneath the silk of my top just to feel my skin. “I would, but I’m kind of tempted to rule off work today, and take you back inside,” he murmured, pressing one last kiss at the corner of my mouth before pulling away."Oh please," I rolled my eyes at him.Almost immediately, their was a loud horn from the gate and the gatekeeper rushed to pull the gate open, my attention was pulled away as I focused on the car driving in. And then.... “OH MY GOD!”I barely had time to process anything as I saw a familiar face stepping out of the black car. Ke
Arya’s POV.The faint scent of Lucas's cologne stirred me awake. I blinked my eyes open, my body still pleasantly sore from the night before, and turned my head toward the other side of the bed... only to find it empty.A pout formed on my lips. Where is he? I could literally feel him around, his cologne is all over my nose. I stretched lazily, the sheets slipping off my bare shoulder, letting my gaze wander toward the full length mirror across the room. That’s when I saw him.Lucas stood in front of the mirror, fixing the cuffs of his white shirt, his sleeves pushed halfway up, revealing his toned forearms. His dark slacks sat perfectly on his hips, his belt still undone as he adjusted his shirt.God, how did he manage to look this good so early?A slow, mischievous smile curled on my lips, an idea suddenly looming over my head. How about I play his flirtatious role for a little bit? I stretched my arms over my head, making a little noise that was part yawn, part invitation. "Mmm,
Arya’s POV.Stepping out of the car, my heart pounded with an uncontainable thrill, as Lucas reached to grab my hand, leading us into the building. The massive glass building in front of me shimmered under the sun like a polished gem, unbelievably high into the sky. My lips parted in disbelief as my gaze landed the golden sign that gleamed proudly at the entrance: LUXCORP ENTERPRISES.My heart almost stopped. No. No way. LUXCORP ENTERPRISES?! The same one I had seen featured in countless business magazines. The same empire I had watched on TV, its growth and influence unmatched in the corporate world. The wealthiest and most powerful private company, shrouded in mystery because the CEO had never revealed his face to the media.And that CEO… was Lucas Griffin.My goodness gracious.I turned to look at him in absolute awe. He was already walking forward, his legs moving with effortless confidence, his tailored suit hugging his broad shoulders perfectly. Every step he took radiated aut
Hailey’s POV.A week.Seven whole days since we moved.You’d think that might be enough time for me to at least unpack or open the blinds or look around the neighborhood. But no. I stayed in my room like it was a bunker and the rest of the world was at war. The most I did was drag myself to the kitchen for water or snacks, and even that felt like crossing enemy lines.I didn’t care about the house fridge or the stupid backyard with trimmed hedges that looked like they belonged in a brochure.I don't want any of that."Wakey wakeey, sunshine." Aiden's text was the first to wake me up. "Hey." I simply texted him. "Are you still pissed about moving?""Very much so.""C'mon, try to let it go, and enjoy the city." "But I won't be able to see you again." "What made you so sure that I lived in California and you could find me there?" That seemed to strike a bell. "I don't know, I just had a feeling." A knock suddenly came on the door before I could get his next message. “Hailey,” mom
Hailey's POV.The plane had barely landed before I was itching to disappear. Not into a new place or new beginning like everyone kept saying... but to dissolve. Just vanish. Because arriving didn’t feel like an arrival at all.I clutched the strap of my backpack tighter, head down, ignoring everything, my parents. Everything . It all made me sick.The drive from the airport took another eternity. I didn’t care about the clean streets or the fact that the weather here was “nicer.” My chest ached like a balloon filled too tightly, ready to burst with the slightest jab.When we finally pulled up to the new house... big, modern, ugly in its perfection... I didn’t wait for anyone. I grabbed my duffel bag, ignored Dad’s attempt at a half smile, and walked straight in without a word.I stomped up the stairs, turning corners I wasn't used to, passing empty rooms and unfamiliar walls. I picked the room at the end of the hall just because it was farthest away from everyone. It didn’t matter
Hailey’s POV.The rain had started just as we left the house, the kind of rain that blurred everything... buildings, streets, even emotions. It matched the heaviness pressing against my chest as I sat in the back seat of the car, silent, still, and aching in ways I couldn’t yet explain. I didn’t say a word. I couldn’t.Outside, the familiar streets greeted me. Trees I used to race past on my bike stood tall and wet, their leaves seemed to be whispering silent goodbyes. Mr. Howard’s bookstore with the bell that never worked right, the little coffee shop where Marissa , Liam and I used to cram for tests and gossip over muffins too dry and coffee too bitter. Everything looked softer in the rain, like the city was crying with me.Mom glanced at me through the rearview mirror. She didn’t say anything either. Maybe she saw the tears that had started to slide down my cheeks. Maybe she didn’t. I didn’t bother to wipe them away.This was it. We were really leaving.Dad’s transfer came three w
Third book alert!SEXT PARTNER.Hailey's parents moved to a new city due to job promotion and she transfers to a new school, only to discover that her secret sext partner was the hottest boy in school, and he was dating the hottest girl in school as well. She stood no chance of having him, but what if she was underestimating the intense hold she had over him. Chapter one."You know I'd really love to see you!" His text popped up on my phone just as I plopped down on the bed. "Well, I am not what you call the perfect lady!" I texted immediately. "I highly doubt that." His reply came and I chuckled to myself. Aiden and I bumped into each other in a weird app, exchanged numbers and have been keeping each other's company intimately, since then. We haven't met, neither have we seen each other. Our interaction was strictly over text and I think we are both okay with that. We are both 18 and in 12th grade."We will eventually see each other someday you know." He texted. "Yeah?" "Yes
Chloe's POV. The moment I stepped out of the elevator and into the wide, glass paneled lobby of Hayes’s firm, I felt like I was trespassing on a dangerous ground.I continued to feverishly put one feet after another, my footsteps thumping in sync with the unease curling in my stomach. I hadn't seen Hayes in days. Not since... the party. Not since the bathroom. Not since he found out. My heart clenched at the thought.The receptionist looked up with a warm smile that faltered the second she recognized me.“Um... Miss Chloe. I’m not sure if Mr. Hayes is available”“Please.” My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat quickly. “Just let him know I’m here. I won’t stay long. I promise.”She hesitated, clearly torn between professional courtesy and the pitiful look on my face. Eventually, she picked up the phone and dialed.A moment passed. Then two.Finally, she looked up at me with an apologetic glance. “He said… he’s busy.”“I’ll wait,” I said stubbornly and sat on the plush leather couc
Hayes's POV.I slowly opened my eyes trying to take in the environment but it posed a big threat, my eyelids were heavy and my head too.I squeezed my eyes back shut and relaxed, I didn't care about my environment anymore, it felt safe and conducive, not even the problems I was dealing with popped up in my head, I felt at peace.I suddenly felt a presence beside me, I assumed it was Chloe, she stirred and laid her head on my chest, snuggling deeper into me, and in turn, I wrapped my arms around her, in the process, I inhaled the scent of her hair and it sent an unexplainable calmness down my spine.It suddenly occurred to me that this is in no way Chloe's scent. And Chloe and I aren't even in a good place right now for her to be sleeping beside me. My nose suddenly caught her scent again, this time, my eyes popped open in shock.And to more shock, it was an unknown lady lying on my chest, looking closely, I suddenly realized that it was the lady from the club last night.What is she
Hayes's POV.I dragged my feet frustratedly into the club and went straight to the bar section."A shot please," I said to the waiter.This will make it the second time that I will be in a buzzing underground club ready to soak myself with some really hot liquor, all for the sake of heartbreak.When am I ever going to learn huh?First it was Elisha, and now Chloe. What exactly have I done to deserve this? Have I not been loving enough? Is there something that I am not doing right? It hurts because I truly loved Chloe more than I have ever loved another woman. She really held a place in my heart. Why did she have to hurt me like this when all I have ever done was to love her unconditionally. It hurts more because despite how hard I was trying to shut her out, somehow, I just couldn't and it was infuriating the hell out of me.I should hate her, I should shut her out and cast her away from my life for hurting me so bad, but somehow, all I could think of was her wellbeing, I couldn't s
Chloe's POV. I didn’t want Hardin to drive me home.I couldn’t look at him, not right now. Not after everything that had just unraveled like a cruel twist of fate in front of Hayes... his eyes, his trembling voice, his heartbreak. all because of me. I had caused it. I had made this mess.So I stood stubbornly by the curb, trembling, refusing Hardin’s extended hand and barely meeting his eyes when he called my name with that low, frustrated murmur.“Chloe, let me at least make sure you get home safe.”I shook my head furiously. “No. Just… just go, Hardin.”He exhaled, jaw clenched, torn between anger and concern. His eyes lingered on me for a beat too long. searching, but I couldn’t let him find anything. Not now.The taxi pulled up, and I got in without another word, slamming the door shut behind me like I was sealing off every horrible choice I’d made tonight.The ride was quiet, filled only with the noises from the street as we drove by. I sat with my head leaning against the cool
Chloe's POV. My lipstick was smudged, my breath still uneven as I leaned over the sink, trying to steady myself. The mirror was an unkind witness. My cheeks flushed, mascara slightly smudged at the corners, lips red and swollen. I looked like every dirty thought I ever denied having.Behind me, Hardin buttoned his shirt slowly, each motion dragging across my nerves. His eyes lingered on me through the mirror. That damned smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth again, smug and amused.“You okay?” he asked, his voice low and still laced with satisfaction. He came up behind me, placing both hands on my hips, pressing a kiss just under my ear.I nodded too quickly, still caught in the haze. “Yeah. I… I just need a second.”A second to pretend none of it happened.A second to forget that I had just betrayed someone who loved me enough to make me his girlfriend, Someone who... God help me... was standing outside this building somewhere, waiting for me with that soft smile of his and the ho