Aria was furious because she felt her life was spiraling into darkness. Her family wanted nothing to do with her because they had caught her lying in a live broadcast on her channel. Her modelling career was slow due to a designer's claim that she was demanding and made scenes. She wasn’t a clotheshorse, but that’s what he wanted. She had a big personality, and she wouldn’t mute it for his clothes. She had limited options remaining. Aria hated debasing herself to Leon, but what options did she have? Finding a job wasn't as simple for her. Her skills surpassed the demands of a mundane job. Aria struggled with her situation until Leon and his guards entered the lobby. She’d never tire of looking at his handsome face. His broad shoulders made him dwarf his guards in size. Part of his problems with people was because of his size and his money. He would threaten other men with his very presence, and they’d attack him to prove he wasn’t all that and more wrapped i

Hours later, the food sat in the kitchen waiting for Juliette to arrive. She’d called for his driver to pick her up and Edward, his driver, called up to say she’d accepted her pass card from him and she’d entered the building safely. Michael thanked him and left his office to hear up their meal. As he waited by the microwave, he realized he felt nervous. He had sweaty hands and felt shaky. He’d not expected feeling like this about Juliette’s return. Should he feel like he’d won? She was back where she belonged. He could protect her from being taken advantage of. His life could return to normal with only a few minimal changes. He debated whether he should reset his five-year marriage plan. He hated the idea of delaying his plans, but he now had information about Juliette and Aria that changed things for him. Aria was flashy and a perfect show piece, but her character was riddled with problems. He valued honesty in others, even if h

Juliette’s eyes always widened as his thickness filled her. When he made her sit on his lap like this, his cock felt larger and deeper in her. It felt like he hit the very opening of her womb. They both moaned together as he settled into place within her, and it only made her want more from him. His hands held her in place and wouldn’t allow her to rock on his straining staff. He’d impaled her on his hardness to tease her into an urgent frenzy, and it worked. She could feel her body weep with desire for him to go wild in her. “Please, Michael.” Juliette felt weak. She lost all her resistance and begged for more. “Show me how you love to play with your breasts. I want to you to beg for me to soothe them with my tongue when you pull on them too hard. Come on.” He’d not moved within her. He wouldn’t until she did as he commanded. Juliette whimpered as she complied, pulling, and twisting on her nipples until her nipples swelled and throbbed from her rough play. It

Juliette lay panting under Michael as he spoke. Julie couldn’t understand why he said that. Did she somehow miss something that changed? She gasped as he left her body because he wouldn’t stop touching her. It felt like he was obsessing about her. “Michael…” “No, I’m talking Juliette. You’re listening. I want everything at once. I always get what I want. You know that. Come, we’re going to bed early.” Michael lifted her off the table and guided her to their bedroom. Her legs were shaky, and he might as well have carried her because he supported so much of her weight. He wasn’t finished talking to her. “I want my life back and I realize that means having you in it. But it also includes A.K. Crusader, and that means I must share you with her. Starting tomorrow morning, we'll revert to the way things were and adapt for A.K. Crusader. I’ve also been doing research on your condition, and I’ll be making changes around here to make this easier on both of us. There’

Michael was the first one awake and witnessed Juliette waking up. She glanced at the time on the bedside clock. Not finding him in bed, she quickly jumped out before he could say good morning. Instead of calling her back, he let her go about doing what she was doing. The first thing he noticed was that she talked to herself about her tasks and plans. It was eye opening because she added how she felt and reasoned why she didn’t do things. It was like he had a window into her private thoughts. “No time for a shower again. Michael will want to start his day. Just brush my teeth. I’ll shower later if there’s time. Oh, geez, the coffee maker. He’ll want coffee after his shower. I must start that first.” She rushed back to the bathroom to shut off the shower. She was running. Michael followed her into the kitchen where she struggled to find the coffee supplies. She was banging the cabinets and searching the shelves when she noticed him. “I’m sorry nothi