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21.

~SCARLETT. The blindfold pressed tightly over my eyes, cutting off everything but the sound of my breathing. My chest rose and fell fast, each breath shaky. The cuffs on my wrists held me firmly against the bedposts. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, utterly at his mercy, and it both terrified and excited me. "Look at you," Liam teased. "Trembling already. You like this, don't you?" Biting my bottom lip, the instinct to deny it was fierce, but I couldn't fool myself. I was trembling, every nerve heightened by the anticipation of what he'd do next. "Answer me, Green Eyes," he demanded. "Yes," I admitted hoarsely, hating how desperate I sounded. A dark laugh rumbled from his chest. "Of course you do." The bed dipped as he moved closer, his knuckles grazing my arm in a featherlight tease that made my body stiffen, unsure whether to pull away or lean into him. The duality of my desire gnawed at me, and I tugged futilely at the cuffs, my frustration mounting. "You're sh

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

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~SCARLETT. My pulse quickened as I pressed against the wall, barely breathing. Shadows flickered beyond the archway. Slow footsteps echoed, each one louder than the last, tightening the knot of dread in my chest. Clenching my fists, I willed myself to stay silent. The silhouette of the short man appeared at the entrance, his gaze scanning the corridor like a predator stalking his prey. My heart pounded so violently I was sure he could hear it. Pausing, his head tilted as if sensing something—me. "Mark?" A familiar voice called softly from behind him. He didn't answer right away. "I'm sure it's nothing," the voice insisted. "Probably just couples playing around." "At this hour?" "You know how it is," she replied smoothly. "They get creative at night." The air felt smothering. Please walk away. Finally, he sighed. "Fine." Relief engulfed me as his footsteps faded. I stayed frozen, waiting for any sign of movement. Cautiously peeking around the corner, my

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

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~LIAM. Three hours. Scarlett had been gone for three damn hours. Pacing the length of the suite, my gaze shifted between the door and the clock above the entrance. Each tick grated against my nerves. She'd bolted the second she woke up, without any explanations. Just a frantic rush to meet some Lily I'd never heard of. What kind of friend had Green Eyes ditching without brushing her hair or looking back? The thought ate at me. I'd planned today to blow her mind, to pull Jake from her thoughts entirely. After yesterday's little escapade, she deserved it. A slow grin tugged at my lips as I remembered her chained to the bed, breathless and hazy from the rush. Raking a hand through my hair, I was growing beyond frustrated. What if Jake had found her? What if she was in trouble and didn't think to call me? Screw waiting around. I strode to the door just as it swung open, only to see Scarlett standing there with a tense face, and eyes darting away like s

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

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~SCARLETT. The zipper wouldn't budge. Frustrated, I twisted my arms behind me, fingertips fumbling to grasp the tiny metal piece. It didn't help. The dress clung stubbornly to my body, trapping me in an infuriating battle I had been losing for the past five minutes. A groan left my lips. "Are you serious?" I had completely forgotten the damn dress had a zipper when I put it on. Naomi, the sales associate, had helped me earlier, and now, here I was—struggling like an idiot. Sighing, I shifted my stance, deciding to try a different approach. If the zipper wouldn't come down, maybe I could lift the dress over my head instead. Bad idea. The silky fabric gathered around my arms, trapping them awkwardly above my head. My breath came out in sharp puffs as I wriggled, but the dress refused to cooperate. My fingers curled into fists. This was ridiculous. With one last desperate tug, I nearly lost my balance and stumbled against the fitting room wall. A def

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

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~LIAM. The moment the door burst open, I was already moving. My heart pounded and my pulse surged before I even fully processed what I was seeing. Scarlett stood there in nothing but a matching pink bra and panties, shaking, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as if holding herself together. Silent tears streaked down her face. But she wasn't screaming. She wasn't calling for help. She was just… crying. Dread curled around my spine as I crossed the space between us. "Scarlett," I rasped. "What the fuck happened?" She didn't answer. Didn't even look at me. Just sobbed. My hands hovered over her, unsure whether to touch her, shake her, to do anything at all, to snap her out of it. But I knew better. So instead, I forced myself to take a breath and scanned the room, my head snapping left and right, muscles coiled, ready to fight. Nothing. No one. But there had to be. There was no way she was like this f

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

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~SCARLETT. Sunday evening, I stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the walk-in closet, barely recognizing the woman staring back at me. The emerald-green gown hugged my figure like it had been made just for me, shimmering under the soft lights. Silver heels peeked out from beneath the fabric, completing the look. My makeup, done by a professional Liam had insisted on hiring, was flawless: smoky eyes, soft nude lips. But what truly transformed me was my hair. The braided updo framed my face with an elegance I never imagined carrying. Swallowing hard, I smoothed my hands down the dress. It didn't feel real. Any of it. Liam had orchestrated everything. 'You deserve to be taken care of,' he'd said when I protested, leaving no room for argument. And despite the chaos of the past few days, despite Jake's sudden reappearance at the boutique, my time with Liam had been… effortless. Somehow, he had a way of making me forget the past, of

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

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~SCARLETT. My gaze moved between his outstretched hand and his face. The music swelled in the background into a slow, seductive hum. But that wasn't what stole my breath. It was the way he looked at me. What the hell are you doing? The question formed in my mind, but I couldn't voice it. Not with him standing there, shadows stretching over his sharp features. His hazel eyes sparkled under the dim glow, holding me captive until everything else faded away. Still, I hesitated. I couldn't dance. Not for shit. And stepping into his world now, in front of all these people, meant exposing myself in a way I wasn't ready for. I saw his lips curve, not his usual smirk, not teasing or arrogant. This was different. A real smile. "Trust me," he murmured, just for me. Something turned in my chest, and yet, despite every logical part of me screaming not to, my fingers twitched. Finally, as if my body had decided for me, I took a slow breath and slipped my hand into his. His

Last Updated : 2025-05-17

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~SCARLETT. *~FLASHBACK~* AT THE CAFE. I stared at the black card on the table, until I noticed the gold-embossed initials: LCR. My fingers brushed over them, but the true impact of the card sank in when I spotted the subtle engraving of two intertwined keys below. A strange sensation curled in my stomach, making me swallow hard. "What is this?" My voice was barely above a whisper. Lily tilted her head slightly, watching me with those sharp silver-gray eyes. "Pick it up." Something in her tone unsettled me, but I obeyed. "That," she leaned forward, "is your ticket." Frowning, I turned the card over, searching for meaning. "Ticket to what?" A smirk played at her lips, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "You remember what I told you about the hidden world in Le Casa Rosa?" I nodded slowly, tightening my grip on the card. “The gathering you saw last night?" She tapped a manicured finger against the table. "That was the i

Last Updated : 2025-05-17

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~SCARLETT. Slowly, he stepped forward, halting in front of the kneeling woman. His gloved fingers grazed her shoulder, making her shudder. "Submission is a gift," he said smoothly. "Control is an art." The room was silent, so silent you could hear everything. No whispers. Just the sound of his calm and commanding voice, carrying through the still air. He let the words sink in, his fingers lingering a moment longer before pulling away. His gaze shifted to the man behind her, a silent exchange passing between them. Then, with care, the blindfold was lifted. She blinked, disoriented by the dim light, and I felt my pulse hammering in my ears. Holding the blindfold in front of her, he spoke again. "Permission is everything. Trust is given, never taken." The woman nodded. "Yes." A long pause stretched between them. Then, his voice dropped colder. "Not like that." He leaned in slightly, just enough to make her flinch. "You will call me Master. And him"—he cocked his head towa

Last Updated : 2025-05-18

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~SCARLETT. "What do you mean you left?" Lily's fork, speared with a piece of bacon, froze midair. Her brows shot up in disbelief as she stared at me. Sighing, I stabbed my pancake with unnecessary force. "Exactly that. I left." We sat at one of the resort's outdoor restaurants, the ocean stretching endlessly before us. The salty breeze tangled with the scent of fresh coffee, but none of it soothed the restless heat still simmering beneath my skin. I replayed the night over and over: the way my body betrayed me, craving more. It had been too much, so I ran. Her lips twitched before she erupted into laughter, her head tilting back as she let out a loud cackle, drawing curious glances from the nearby tables. Scowling, I stuffed a piece of pancake into my mouth. "It's not funny," I grumbled, my words muffled around the food. "No, no… it's fucking hilarious," She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. "Scarlett, you sat there watching a

Last Updated : 2025-05-18

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