Se connecterHe kissed her like he owned the air in her lungs... deep, demanding, stroking his tongue against hers with filthy intentions. Elena whimpered into the kiss, her hands already grabbing his shirt even as a little voice in her head warned her to push him away. His hands roamed possessively... one sliding up her skirt to grip her ass, the other wrapping lightly around her throat in his usual dominant manner.“First lesson,” he murmured against her lips. “When I summon you, you come wet and ready.”He walked her backward until her lower back hit the railing overlooking the dark sea. Stars glittered above them, the water black and endless beneath them. Viktor flipped her around easily, bending her forward so that her hands gripped the cool metal rail. He pulled her skirt up roughly, tearing her panties down her legs and stuffing them into his pocket like a silk trophy.“Spread your legs,” he ordered in that voice she found impossible to resist.Elena obeyed. The night air kissed her exposed
Elena spent the next three days trying to bury the memory of Viktor under layers of spreadsheets, black coffee, and sheer denial.She arrived at the office before dawn each morning with her ponytail pulled tighter than usual, and her blouse buttoned one notch higher. She threw herself into her piles of workload with ferocious focus, tracing illicit funds through shell companies, cross-referencing transaction logs, and building an airtight case for her corporate clients. During lunch she ate at her desk with her earbuds in, and music turned up loud enough to drown out the low husky voice that kept echoing in her head... “Such a good little analyst. Taking my cock so deep.”At night she stayed up in her bed, staring at the ceiling with her thighs pressed together against the phantom ache between them. She could still feel the thick stretch of his cock, the heat of his cum flooding her, and the way his strong hand had wrapped around her throat with perfect, terrifying control. Every time
Chapter 2: Fucked by the Boss.Elena’s back pressed against the wall, her pulse hammering so loudly that she was sure he could hear it. “I... I should leave.”“Should,” Viktor replied with that devilish grin still on his face. He tilted his head a little, studying her with the same interest she used in studying complex financial trails. “That’s what the good girl in you is telling you, right? But what about the other part... the one that kept you walking down this hallway instead of calling security? Isn’t that part curious?”His eyes dropped deliberately to her mouth, then lower, tracing the line of her neck, the modest swell of her breasts inside her blouse, and the way her pencil skirt hugged her hips. His gaze didn’t look perverted in any way. Instead, all Elena saw was a man appreciating a work of art.“I can tell you’re brilliant with numbers,” he continued. “Probably buried in spreadsheets and offshore accounts all day. I bet your nights are just as orderly... A glass of wine,
Chapter 1: The Wrong DoorThe clock on Elena's laptop was 11:47 p.m. when the lights in the thirty-second-floor office flickered uncertainly before dying completely. It was nothing unusual at times for the ancient building that housed half a dozen law firms and three investment banks. The emergency generators were definitely bound to kick in any second, but Elena still sighed in disappointment as she saved her forensic audit file on the offshore shell companies and closed the laptop.She gathered her purse and stepped into the hallway, using her phone’s torch to guide her steps. The power came back on just as she reached the elevator, and she stepped in with a small smile at her perfect timing. She pressed the button for the ground-floor garage and began to scroll through memes on her phone as the car began its descent.Then the power flickered again, making the elevator lurch in a disturbing manner with the lights stuttering. When it stopped and the doors slid open, the floor number
WORTH THE RISKBlurb:He was hers. Until the night he looked at me like I was something he couldn’t stop touching.Mia's POVThe bass thumped in the crowded house, vibrating up my spine as I sipped my third vodka. My best friend—Sarah—had dragged me here, insisting it was the “party of the summer” as if she didn't come here just to get boned.It was her boyfriend Alex’s roommate’s birthday bash, and the place was packed with so many people from our old school who I had no interest in seeing.“Come on, Mia,” she whined, her voice bubbly with that infectious energy of hers. “Alex’s friends are hot.”If only she knew that my eyes couldn't be on anyone else except Alex.Right now she had her arm looped through his. He towered over her in a fitted gray tee that strained across his chest. The sight of him only made my pussy clench on nothing. I’d always thought he was the perfect package, but he was Sarah's, and that meant off limits.I wasn’t going to risk our friendship for a night of sel
LILA'S POVThe sunlight streamed through the curtains, pulling me from the deepest sleep I'd had in years. My body ached in a good way. I felt sore between my legs and my bed felt harder than it usually was.My eyes snapped open immediately when memories of last night crashed into me in waves. And right under me was my stepbrother, naked. Last night had happened, it was not a dream.Whoa.I was tangled in Jax’s arms, his breath warm on my neck. One heavy leg draped over mine, pinning me there like he didn't want to let me go. God, he smelled like us, and that thought sent a fresh bolt of heat straight to my cunt.I shifted just a little, savouring the heat of his body. His cock was half hard and it nestled against my ass like.A lazy smile tugged at my lips. This is what I'd always wanted, what I always dreamed of. Jax did not see me as family after all, and it excited me more than I'd care to admit.We'd crossed a line, and now there would be no more aching from afar.The storm had



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