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Two Hundred And Thirty-One

Nathan's POV I watch the way she moves, confident now, or at least more than before, and there’s something beautiful about seeing her like this. Free, curious, open.She lifts a black corset set and raises an eyebrow. “Too much?”“Not even close,” I say, stepping closer, lowering my voice. “Pick that one.”The next half hour is a mixture of teasing and smirking glances, her trying things on behind another curtain while I sit just outside, legs spread, hands clasped, waiting. Every time she pulls the curtain back just a few inches and shows me a hint of silk or a flash of skin, my control tightens.She knows exactly what she’s doing, and I’m letting her.Finally, she steps out in a sheer robe that does nothing to hide the red lace beneath it. She twirls and lets the fabric billow out around her like smoke, like fire.“Absolutely yes,” I breathe, and she grins.“I was hoping you’d say that.”We end up leaving with more than I expected, but I don’t care. She’s glowing as we walk to the

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Two Hundred And Thirty-Two

Nathan's POVI tilt her chin up and kiss her slowly, like it might convince her to forgive me. “I’ll make it up to you, make sure you stop somewhere and eat.” I promise.Before she can talk me out of it, I turn and walk out, already calling the driver to confirm he’s close.I leave the store and drive straight across the city, watching the buildings blur by as I tap my fingers against the wheel. The traffic’s light, thankfully, and I make it there quicker than I expected.The location is tucked out of the way, the kind of place people don’t stumble into by accident. When I pull into the parking lot, I see two very familiar figures leaning against a blacked-out SUV.Theo waves lazily like he’s not doing anything wrong. Mason glances up from his phone and raises an eyebrow.“What the hell?” I ask as I climb out. “It said one person only.”“We got the message too,” Theo says with a grin. “Didn’t say we couldn’t show up.”“Wasn’t the point,” I mutter. “This was my idea, so stay outside. T

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Two hundred And Thirty-Three

Harper's POVI don’t even know how this happened. One minute I was staring at a shiny car with the kind of glossy paint job that looks like it was made from melted starlight, and the next I was being congratulated for my “perfect taste” and handed a receipt that made my soul crawl out of my body.The salesman hands me the final printout with a smile that makes me want to trip him. “Once customisation begins, there’s no going back, I’m afraid. The configuration’s already been sent to our shop. Delivery will be within ten days, likely less. Congratulations again, Miss.”Congratulations. Right. I just spent over three hundred thousand dollars because someone bailed on our day. Leaning on the glass desk, I try to give him a look that might inspire some godly intervention. He offers me a bottle of water. I take it purely out of spite.“Can’t cancel?”He gives me a sympathetic shrug. “Unless there’s an issue with the customisation process, I’m afraid not. But you’re going to love it. Trust

Última atualização : 2025-12-07

Two Hundred And Thirty-Four

Mason’s POVNathan scribbles his signature so fast I’m surprised the paper doesn’t catch fire. Each pen stroke is aggressive, short, filled with the kind of fury only a delayed deal and a missed personal deadline can summon.“These were meant to be here yesterday,” he mutters, flipping the next page like it’s personally offended him. “People wonder why expansion plans get delayed—this is why. No one ever sticks to the fucking timeline.”I lean back in the chair, watching him like I’m at a live performance. If he signs one more sheet with that much force, his wrist’s going to snap.Across the room, Theo kicks his feet up onto the table, all lazy posture and smug grin. “Didn’t you say, and I quote, ‘Get the kitten stuff, do a little shopping, then head home’? Sounds like your words.”Nathan glares at him over the top of the papers. “Don’t start!”Theo shrugs, but the grin doesn’t go away. “I’m just saying, if I wasn't curious about what she was up to, we wouldn’t know she’s currently at

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Two Hundred And Thirty-Five

Harper’s POVThe first thing I feel is the pounding in my skull, a sharp, rhythmic throb that makes me groan and bury my face in the pillow. My head might actually explode. I try to will myself back into sleep, but the world isn’t that kind.“Don’t even think about going back to sleep, baby girl,” Nathan’s voice cuts through the silence, low and firm.I let out a longer, more pitiful groan and pull the blanket over my head. “Just five more minutes, Daddy? Please?”“Nope,” Mason says from somewhere nearby, far too chipper for someone who should be suffering alongside me.“Is Daddy Three here?” I mumble, voice muffled under the covers.“Why the hell am I Daddy Three?” Theo grumbles. “I should be Daddy One.”I peek out from under the blanket and squint against the daylight. Everything’s too bright, too loud, too alive. Slowly, I sit up, wincing as the movement sends another wave of pain through my temples. “Okay,” I sigh. “Go ahead. Shout at me.”Nathan shakes his head. “We’re not shouti

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Two Hundred And Thirty-Six

Mason’s POV - 6 Months LaterThe hum of low music filters through the walls of the club as I lean back in the leather chair, watching her from across the room. Harper is standing beside the desk, arms crossed, brow furrowed as she stares at the latest blueprints Nathan insisted on pinning to the whiteboard like gospel. She’s wearing one of those loose cotton shirts that hangs off her shoulder, paired with a pencil skirt that hugs her hips like a secret only I get to touch. Her hair’s tied up, messy from the humidity, and she’s talking fast, her hands slicing the air like her words need space to breathe.“I’m telling you, Mason, putting that room there will just bottleneck everything. The play spaces are already tight on rotation nights. Add another enclosed room right off the hallway? It’ll feel like walking through a damn maze.”Her voice is firm, but not angry. She’s grown into this place. Into herself. There’s a weight in her tone now that wasn’t there months ago. Confidence layere

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Two Hundred And Thirty-Seven

Theo’s POVThe hallway outside buzzes with activity, but in here, it’s quiet. Dim and cool. I’ve taken refuge in one of the lesser-used guest suites, the kind we reserve for out-of-town Dominants or special events. The lights are off, save for a single amber lamp glowing on the far table.The bed beneath me is firm and wide, the kind of surface made for long nights and loud sins. But right now, I’m simply stretched across it, a glass of whiskey resting in one hand, my back propped against a pile of pillows, boots off, shirt unbuttoned, watching light flood through the small gap in the curtains.I needed a break. From the decisions, from the schedules, from Mason and Nathan bickering over logistics while pretending they aren’t both wound tight from weeks of planning. I needed silence. Stillness. A place to just be.The door creaks open.I don’t move. I don’t even look up. I know that scent. I know the cadence of her footsteps like I know the beat of my own heart.“You’re not where you’

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