"Your family might miss you, wo—" Ava, interrupted Gregory. They're now sitting at the penthouse' balcony, with Ralph smoking not that far from them. "Ava, Gregory. My name isn't that hard to remember," she said, while applying a cuticle on her left pinky. "Ava's right Gregory. Her name's actually pretty easy to remember," Ralph said as he took another drag of his smoke, but his next words made Ava stare at him. "That's why it's not surprising why Boss BD can't easily forget her," Ralph added. Gregory give Ralph a warning look, as Ava gave them a curious look."What do you mean?" she asked. Gregory just shrugged before lighting up his own cigarette. "Boss..." Both men turned their gazed to Isaac, with a cold expression. "Gregory, Ralph, did I told you to smoke herw and forget the task that I am asking you to do?" Ava quickly finished what she's doing, as Ralph and Gregory throw the cigarettes in their hands away."Sorry boss, this wo— Ava's keep on talking that's why we forgot a
Ava's eyes wandered around the room, landing on the mirrors that seemed to reflect every angle of her being. Her heart pounded in her chest, as Isaac reappeared, his presence commanding the space, Ava couldn't tear her gaze away from him.His eyes bore into hers, dark and intense, sending a jolt of electricity down her spine. Without a word, he closed the distance between them, his hand reaching out to tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze in the mirror."Are you ready, bitch?" Isaac softly muttered into her ear, while his other hand slide from her hair down to her waist. Ava shiver involuntarily as Isaac lightly traced his fingers over her bare skin, while she can't still take her eyes away on the mirror where she's staring at Isaac who's never forget to wear his black mask. The black dragon tattoo on his upper left shoulder seems to glow brighter, causing goosebumps and shivers to run down her body."I am asking you," it's a firm tone of his, but also a soft whisper, his h
"B-Boss, what really happened?" Gregory asked Isaac who's now sitting on the waiting area and waiting for the nurse to come out from the examination room. "Boss, why did you force it? Poor Ava..." Isaac glared at Ralph, as he feel his face heat up. "I-I don't fucking care about her, Ralph! I can do anything I want with her," he replied irritatedly. Isaac annoyance only increased tenfold after he saw the small grin appearing on Ralph and Gregory's face. "What?!" he yelled furiously. Both men chuckled in amusement."Hm... Your words seems unconvincing, Isaac," Gregory replied smugly."And I'm sure Ava will think the same thing now," Ralph added. Isaac just narrowed his eyes at them. And after a while the nurse came out from the examination room and Isaac stood up. "May I know who's the husband of the patient?" Gregory and Ralph almost laughed hysterically when they saw Isaac's reaction. "Are you the husband, Sir?" The nurse attention was now focused on Isaac, but he didn't bother
Ava looked at her reflection on the mirror of the shower. She can still feel the soreness of her womanhood, but she just can't understand herself why she still feel excited about what might happens today. "My gosh, Ava! Your master told you that he'll fuck you anally, so why you are even smiling like that?" she muttered to herself as she turned around to see if the dress she's wearing fits properly on her body.It's just her usual types of clothes since she started as his sex slave. She's aware that it must be revealing enough, considering her figure is thin and curves perfectly on top of her body.Her hair is also in tight curls, and she's wearing red lipstick today. So, if ever Gregory called her and already requested her to go at her master's room for another slavery today, then she's ready. After some time of fixing herself, she already walked outside the room and headed downstairs, when Gregory and Ralph approached her. "What kind of look is that men?" Ava asked with a raised e
Ava can't help but smile while eating a bowl of ice cream in front of her. After they both go at the store of printing machines to finalized how many of those would be needed for his company’s marketing campaign, they both went into this food court. Ava even thought that she can finally see his entire face, but it end up that she's gonna be the only one to eat. "I didn't know that you are a businessman also. I even thought that you are just a manager of some private BDSM club," she says, taking another bite from her ice cream. Isaac just raised her brows at her. "Are you sure you're not in a mood to eat anything? You should at least try this bowl of ice cream, it's really good!" Ava continues when he didn't respond. She's just also trying if it would be effective to encourage him now to eat anything, so he can removed his mask and end his disguise for good. He looks back at her ice cream with longing. She watches how Ava took another spoonful of ice cream. The expression on his fa
"Boss BD, I thought you have no other scheduled now beside this one? Why you suddenly feel in a rushed?" she asked, uet quickly taken about, because she failed to control herself for being too questionable again. "Are you that curious?" he said firmly, and she just nodded slowly. But then she's surprised when she grabbed her on arms so hard it almost hurt and pulled her close."It's because I hate being embarrassed, when the person I'm with is flirting in front of me!" She blinked, not expecting him to say so furious."But—" He looked at her sharply. "I don't care about your opinion, bitch. You can flirt anyone at anywhere, but not when you are with me!" She didn't able to get a chance to reply because he had already turned around, stomping away, like an offended child. She chased after him immediately. "B-Boss, I'm sorry but Daniel's just my friend. We used to talk like that even before." "I said I don't want to hear any of your fucking opinion! Stay away from, just go back th
At San Francisco California, Armory ClubThe night was hot and humid. The bar was crowded with a bunch of sweaty people in suits, some talking about stocks, others gossiping about their wives. A few of the men were playing poker, which they didn't do often as much fun was on TV when you could watch it at home. A couple of guys stood by the bar drinking beers and laughing like crazy, while most of them are just looking at the woman who's dancing at the center pole. She wore a low cut red top that made her look like a sex kitten but she was really wearing a tank top under it. Her hips swayed from side to side gracefully, and her hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her neck. It was a sight for sore eyes, because no one could keep their attention away from her."Ugh... That woman making my dick hard," a group of man chuckle at one of their friend's reaction. They can blame their friend. Ava Peterson, the most popular member of the club, was dancing on stage, singing sexy songs
"So girl, you are really going to accept our manager's offer?" Emily asked Ava, they're now in front of the Armory club, waiting for a taxi. This morning, Ava just woke up with a new problem. The house that's the only remembrance of her deceased father is on the verge of taking away from them because of the unpaid taxes that's piling up. She doesn't want that to happen, because that house is actually her remaining reason why she wants to stay there despite her abusive step mother. "I am still going to think about it Emily," she said as she took the cigarette pack from Emily hands, lit it and exhaling the smoke. Emily smiled and shake her head."I don't understand you at all, Ava. I know that you didn't dream to become a nun or someone too afraid to enjoy tasting other men. Can you tell me the truth, are you still didn't get over your ex boyfriend whom you just left when you move over here in California?" Emily asked with a teasing expression plastered across her face. "Because i