LOGINAria Vale leads two lives. In one, she’s quiet, focused, invisible—just an intern in a world that barely notices her. In the other, she’s Luna—a rising star in the cam world, masked, magnetic, and in control. Her voice commands, her body obeys... and no one ever gets too close. Until Obsidian. He never asks questions. Never speaks. But he tips like he owns her—and worse, he knows how to use the Lush she keeps tucked inside her. With one anonymous command, he can control everything. And he does. Night after night, she tells herself it’s just fantasy. Until reality cracks. Because Obsidian is watching her even when the camera’s off. He’s Xander Cross. Billionaire. CEO. Her boss. And he’s been waiting for her to make one mistake. When their worlds collide, obsession turns physical, power shifts, and Aria is forced to ask the one question she’s never dared: What happens when control isn’t just something you give... but something he takes?
View MoreXander’s POVThe phone on my desk clicks off, and I picture her—Miss Aria Vale—sitting at her desk, hands tightening on the receiver, pulse racing. She knows I want to see her. She doesn’t know why.The sound of her heels on the marble floor is faint, but deliberate, as she approaches. I glance up when she enters, all soft edges and nervous glances, trying so hard to hold herself together.I can practically smell her anxiety. Fear, too, but laced with something she’s trying to hide.“Were you in my office yesterday morning?” I ask, stepping out from behind my desk, watching her flinch.Her denial is shaky, unconvincing. The camera feed says otherwise, and I let it play, her image flickering on the monitor as she stiffens, throat tightening.“I… I didn’t see anything,” she stammers, desperate.“I didn’t say anything about seeing anything.” I let my words linger, soft but sharp, watching the way her breath stutters.Her next words spill out without restraint. “I’ll do anything. Just… Do
AriaThe office telephone rang, sharp slicing through the quiet hum of computers and clipped conversation.Without missing a beat, I picked it up and brought it to my ear“Hello?”A voice, clipped and professional, came through. “Miss Vale, Mr. Cross would like to see you in his office.”My throat went dry. “Now?”“Yes. Immediately.”The call ended without another word.I sat frozen for a second, heart thudding. Then I pushed to my feet, smoothing my skirt with clammy hands. The heels I’d worn with quiet confidence that morning now sounded too loud, each step echoing through the marble hallway like a countdown.When I reached the end of the corridor, the sight of his name etched into the glass door made my stomach twist.Xander Cross, CEO.I swallowed hard. Knocked.“Come in,” his voice called out—calm, composed. Controlled.I stepped into a room so sleek and cold it
ARIAI should’ve felt excited.I have a job now. A real one. Not freelance gigs that barely covered groceries or cam sessions where I faked moans for strangers in the dark. This was different. A steady paycheck. A chance to get my life back on track.But as the bus rattled toward Grayson’s apartment, all I felt was dread.My hands were curled in my lap, nails digging into my palms. My mind replayed his mother’s voice like a tape on the loop.> “Still jobless, Aria? I told Grayson he needs a woman who brings something to the table. You’re not in college anymore. What exactly do you contribute?”She didn’t even bother to whisper it. Just tossed it out over dinner, like she was pointing out a stain on the carpet.I’d tried to smile then. Tried to stay calm.> “With all due respect, Mrs. Reeves,” I’d said, lips t
XANDERI leaned back in my chair, gaze flicking to the time on my Rolex.She’d be here any minute.Across from me, my secretary stood waiting, tablet in hand. Efficient. Steady.“When the new marketing hire arrives,” I said, voice low and smooth, “send her directly in. No delays.”“Yes, Mr. Cross,” she replied, and turned to go.As the door closed behind her with a quiet click, the silence that followed wasn’t empty. It was charged.Aria Vale.Not Luna. Not the screen siren who came apart at the sound of my messages.But the real woman.I’d studied her resume a dozen times. Watched her performances far more than I should admit. What started as curiosity had twisted into obsession—tight, cold, hungry.I told myself I’d be composed. Professional. Just another CEO greeting a new employee.But I was a goddamn liar.My cock was already hard beneath the tailored wool of my suit pants, straining against control I’d been clinging to since the moment I saw her name on the HR docket.I shifted
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