Undercovers: Seduced By The Mark

PROLOGUELOGAN“No one has to know,” I whispered into his ears, rocking my arse on his cock. “My father doesn't have to know. It will just be between us.” I bit the fleshy lobe of his ear, eliciting a groan from him. His hard cock poked my arse despite his reluctance to do this with me. “Logan, we can't —”“We can.” I rocked my arse once more, robbing him of his speech. “We both know you want this as much as I do. Even though your mouth lies, your body can't.” “Please,” he begged. “Don't do this. We will both regret it.” “There's nothing to regret, darling. I'm not a girl, so you don't need to worry about me getting pregnant.” I licked his earlobe, sucking it into my mouth. He let out a curse and gripped my hip tightly. “Logan, I —”“Just fuck me, Jules. We both know you want that.” I bounced on his cock, eager to get him to let go of his fucking morally inclined thoughts. He had been on my mind from the time I saw him fucking that lady, and I wanted to have a taste of him, even th

“Hello?”“Yes!” I blinked, focusing on his face. “He told me about you.” I folded my arms instead of accepting his hand. “I don't need a babysitter,” I said to him, letting my displeasure show on my face. “I'm a bodyguard,” he corrected, annoyed I was calling him a babysitter. “Isn't it all the same?” I leaned back on my door. “Return to my father and tell him I don't need a damned security guard or whatever the hell you call yourself.”I stepped into the apartment and slammed the door shut on his face. The earlier he knew I didn't want him, the better it would be for everyone.I expected him to knock on my door, to beg me to let him do his work, else his children — if he had any — would starve, but he didn't. Good riddance. It was easy to get rid of him. I was just about to give out a celebratory dance over it when my phone started ringing. I had to leave the door to go check on it. I strode over to my room and snatched it from my bed, my frown deepening when I saw it was my fath

LOGANGetting Queenie off my case took so much. I even had to lie about meeting the freaking man at a bar, which was why I snuck out tonight, to look for someone to fuck, then take pictures with, and send to Queenie. It was the only way to get her off my back. She's that hard to please. Sneaking out without detection took so much. I had to be silent, so Jules wouldn't realise what was up, and I intend to sneak back the same way, tiptoeing past his room while he was asleep…Tsk…At the end of the month, he would be paid by my father, who wouldn't know how incompetent the guard he brought was. I didn't even adopt my sneaking techniques, yet he didn't even catch on. If I'd known it would be this easy to sneak out, I would have done this ages ago instead of rotting in my room while mourning my fate.I weaved my way through the crowds until I got to the bar. I sat on the stool and ordered a sex on the Beach, as my eyes roamed around, seeking the perfect man. “Here's your order, sir,” the

JULESI knew telling his old man about his precious son's sexuality would fetch me enough zeros to sort out my issues; however, seeing him sulking, biting his lower lip as he watched me drive made me swallow down the greedy part of me that wanted to tell his dad what his sweet little angel was doing behind his back. What I didn't expect was how it would change the little brat's behaviour towards me. Instead of avoiding me and pretending I didn't exist like he'd been doing since I signed up for this, he had been actively trying to get closer, like he's doing now, making a sandwich in my damned kitchen when he has his!Thankfully, he hadn't been to the darned bar for a week now, but oddly enough, I would take that to having him in my space. I'd never been big on sharing personal space with others, but the princess who'd been all about spaces was the one now invading mine.He carried the plate of sandwiches into the kitchen, smiling when he noticed me looking. He winked, bit his lower li

JULESI'm freaking tired. Drained, and fatigued. To think all these were caused by a tiny human, the one who was currently sitting on my thighs, acting like he didn't know what he was doing when he was just subtly moving his hips. I had to place my hands on his waist to stop him when his arse brushed over my dick. I might be freaking straight, but that didn't mean I wouldn't react to something soft brushing against me. Logan was supposed to be freaking hard, like a man, but his body was surprisingly soft, and I knew it all had to do with his skincare routine and unnecessary diets. Let's not forget his fucking plump arse.“Can you get off me?” I pleaded, hoping he would take the hint. After the first day when I refused to be his personal trainer, this damned bastard had been a thorn on my side. If I thought he was being extra before when he followed me practically everywhere, it was nothing compared to this. I had sneaked out this morning to go work out before he woke up, but it se