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I was in Julian’s room until he was ready to leave. I had to hide the fact that I was excited he was going to leave and leave me alone with Mr. Richard.I loved that he now devoted his time to gaming and barely had any time for me. Five months into our relationship, and we still had not had sex. The best of everything for me.I wanted Mr. Richard to have me first. Then I could be with Julian whenever “we were ready.”“Hey, baby. I am done.” He stepped into the middle of the room, his hands raised in the air as he showed me his fit. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. A shirt and pants.“What do you think?” he asked with a grin, and I shrugged, letting out a soft smile.“You look handsome regardless,” I answered, and he chuckled.“Thank you, baby. I know. I am just asking. Do you think I should do jeans or just stick to these tailored pants? I feel it’s too serious.”“Aren’t you going to have a serious discussion?” I answered teasingly, and he laughed.“Bae, c’mon,” he urged.“I li

~Richard~I was shocked when she passed the handcuffs to me. I wasn’t expecting that, but she seemed eager. I reached for her hands and cuffed her.Before she could say anything else, I lifted her in my arms in a bridal manner and carried her towards the bed. She wrapped her hands around my neck, making sure she was steady in my arms.With one hand, I swept everything on the bed to the floor and threw her on it. She bounced and let out a loud chuckle. I could see the excitement on her face, and this only fueled my desire to have her.“Won’t you need those?” she asked, looking down at the equipments on the floor.I shook my head. “It’s your first time doing anything at all. We’d start with cuffs and blindfolds.” I picked up the blindfold from the ground and showed it to her.There was a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. She was enjoying this. I leaned closer to her and began to kiss her again. She put her cuffed hands over my head and leaned in, opening her mouth wider so

~Richard~I didn’t need confirmation. The moment I saw the image sent to me by that anonymous number, I knew exactly who was behind it. No one would ever dare pull such a stunt with me except Landford. The photos captured out calm moment in the park, when I was hugging Elena, when we both sat and chatted, when we looked into each other’s eyes. We were close but not inappropriate. But to someone who wanted to twist it? It was ammunition. The angle was deliberate. Cropped just enough to erase context. My face partially shadowed, Elena’s expression was soft, intimate and vulnerable.Under the photo was a caption: “I wonder what people would think about this.” It didn’t say more than that. I was furious. I stared at the screen long after my phone went dark, my jaw clenched so tightly it ached. The violation wasn’t just professional, it was personal. Elena hadn’t signed up to be dragged into my wars. She hadn’t even known she was being watched.That alone was enough to make my blood boil

~Mr. Richard~I paced in my study, my phone pressed against my ear as it rang. “Pick up. Pick up,” I muttered, my other hand massaging my head.“Mr. Richard,” he answered as soon as the call connected.“I need you to do something for me,” I said, getting straight to the point. “There are these incriminating photos of me online. I need them off the internet, across all social media. How long is that going to take?”“Errm, platform takedowns are the fastest option right now. It should take less than a week.”“Less than a week?!” My voice rose. “I need them off the internet right now… like yesterday.” I started pacing again.“I will see what I can do, sir, but it would take a few days. I am so sorry.”“Get to work then.”I hung up and shoved my phone into my pocket. I held my head in my hands, pacing. “I can’t just stay here and do nothing. I need to do something. I need to do more,” I muttered, reaching for my phone again.I placed a call to my friend in the police force. As much as I n

~Martin~I opened the fridge and pulled out a cold bottled water for myself. On the counter was my phone, on loudspeaker, with Richard on the other line.“I spoke to my Chief of Police friend and my lawyer. I will be pursuing it legally,” his voice came through again.I opened the bottle and gulped down a mouthful. “And do you think they would be able to prosecute him without any evidence? He only admitted it to you while you were there. You don’t even have any recordings from that conversation.”“I know,” he answered, distress evident in his voice. “But I can’t just let this slide. They would eventually trace where the anonymous account stems from and then find who created it. That’s a start.”I scoffed, resting my hands on the counter. “Richard, you know it’s not that easy. Victor would not leave any loose ends, and you know that. He would pay people to take the fall for him. It’s not unusual,” I replied, and he went quiet.We were both silent for a while before he spoke again. “How