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Touched by the Devil

Ava’s PerspectiveHis hand didn’t stop.Even when my lips slipped free from his cock, slick with spit, his fingers worked my clit harder, circling and pressing until my thighs shook uncontrollably. The pressure was unbearable, the heat so sharp my voice shattered into broken gasps instead of the scream caught in my throat.This was so wrong. I should break free—because the man madly pleasuring me wasn’t my fiancé.It was his elder brother.Alexander Clarke.The mafia boss everyone feared to even look at.And still, my body wouldn’t obey. It only quivered under his touch, betraying me again and again, as if fear and desire had fused into one cruel current dragging me under.Last night was supposed to be different, supposed to be mine.Bill had slid a ring on my finger, kissed my hand in front of our families, and whispered that he’d finally claim me that night. I had prepared everything—new lingerie, candles, perfume. It was meant to be our first night together.But halfway through, hi

Use Me

Ava’s PerspectiveI stood frozen outside the villa, my fingers curled tight around the hem of the coat.The place Alexander brought me to looked nothing like a home. It was cold. Detached. The sharp modern lines of its design made it feel more like a fortress than anything warm or familiar. I stared at it, heart pounding.I should walk away.But I couldn’t.Not when Jasper was lying in a hospital bed with machines doing all the work his broken body couldn’t. Not when my family had already sold me to the Church.Not when the King of Hell was standing behind me, watching with hawk eyes, making escape impossible.Behind me, Alexander let out a mocking scoff. “They say you Holy Maidens are good at kissing men’s asses. Looks like they were right.”I flinched, but stayed silent.He stepped closer, the weight of his presence sinking into my skin like cold steel. “What? Cat got your tongue?” he taunted. “When Bill fucks other women in front of you, you gonna help push his hips too?”My cheeks

The Nerve

Ava’s PerspectiveThe night outside was pitch-black. Not a single person around, not even a shadow. I stared out the tinted window and felt stupid for even thinking Bill would follow me. He never cared where I went or what I did. Why would he bother now?Just as I was about to breathe out in relief, Alexander’s fingers pinched my chin, forcing my head toward him.Before I could react, he pressed the end of his cigarette against my lips.I gasped, but the drag was already shoved into my mouth. The bitter smoke burned down my throat, making me choke hard. “Cough—cough—” My chest heaved as my eyes watered, the violent coughing shaking through me until spots danced in my vision.While I struggled, his other hand slid down, fingers pressing between my thighs. My heart jumped into my throat. Panic slammed into me all at once. Bill’s voice was still on the line, but I couldn’t—there was no way—Terrified, I slammed the call off with trembling fingers, cutting him off mid-sentence.My phone b

The Jacket

Ava’s PerspectiveLuck was not on my side. Bill was already home.My feet hadn’t even crossed the door before the shouting started.And of course, Alexander’s suit jacket, the one I was planning to hide, had already been found by Bill and was lying on the floor, stomped on like trash. Bill’s face twisted in anger as he pointed at me.“You bitch! Bringing men home like this—do you think I’m dead?”My chest tightened. The room went quiet except for the sound of my heartbeat hammering in my ears. He hit the nail right on the head, and it made my stomach drop.Because the truth was, accidental or not, Alexander had been here, and I had let him in. And the things that happened between us weren’t innocent at all. Thinking about it now made me feel sick with guilt, and I just stood there stamped, not even knowing how to open my mouth to explain myself in a way that wouldn’t make me sound even more suspicious.Julian, who had just been standing there like a bystander, suddenly decided to jump

She Wouldn’t Dare

Bill’s PerspectiveI don’t know what’s gotten into Ava today. She isn’t acting like herself. Normally she just stands there stiff and dull, nothing to look at, nothing to think about. But now? Something’s off. Her lips look too red, her eyes too soft. Her whole face has this glow to it, like she’s been touched.She wasn’t even dressed up—same boring clothes as always. A plain blue turtleneck sweater, long sleeves, a long skirt. Hair hanging down. But my eyes still caught on her chest, round and full under that sweater, like she was showing off without meaning to. It pissed me off how good she looked, how much it made me want her. That only made me angrier.Before I knew it, my hand was already in the air. The slap landed hard across her cheek, the sound sharp in the room.“Who the hell are you meeting dressed like a slut today?” I barked.She didn’t flinch the way I thought she would. Instead, she stared straight at me, her voice sharp.“Didn’t you say a woman like me could strip nake

Don’t You Recognize Me?

Ava’s PerspectiveThe stem of the glass trembled slightly between my fingers as I placed it on the table. One down. Too many more to go. If I moved carefully—quietly—I could finish this unnoticed.A servant brushed past, balancing a tray of delicate glassware. I reached for one, glad to see it matched the others. Maybe I wouldn’t mess this up.Click. Click. Click.Heels.“Ava,” Julian’s voice rang out, too sweet, too loud—like a bell meant to summon attention, not soothe. “Oh dear, not those glasses.”She sailed into view, graceful as always, holding a different tray in her manicured hands. The kind of entrance that made maids straighten and guests pretend they hadn’t been eavesdropping.“These are for luncheons,” she announced, lifting one dainty crystal piece as if showcasing a rare gem. “The ones you’re using are dinnerware. Olivia would be horrified if the table was set wrong for brunch.”A murmur passed through the nearby staff like a breeze. I froze, still holding the “wrong” gl

I’ve always had a good appetite

Ava’s PerspectiveAlexander's eyes stayed on me—steady, unreadable, and far too focused.His lips parted. For a second, I swore I saw the word sleep form on them——but what came out was, “I’ve seen her.”Just those three words. Calm. Controlled.I could've collapsed right then. Relief washed through me so fast my knees almost buckled. My fingers clutched the stem of the wine glass tighter, grounding myself.Lucius looked at me again. "You're the one Bill's marrying, right?"I gave a small nod, praying the tension in my neck didn’t show."Come over and pour the wine," Lucius ordered.I moved.Bill gave me a gentle nudge from behind and whispered, "Go on. Don’t keep him waiting."My heels clicked softly against the polished floor as I walked toward the head of the table, careful not to let my thoughts spiral. All I needed to do was pour the wine. That’s it. One glass. And then I could go back to disappearing into the background.I reached the decanter, fingers curling around the glass h

The Morgan Girls Are Fucking Irresistible

Alexander's PerspectiveI watched Lucius slowly rise, spine straight despite the weight of age, his expression heavy with that same exhausted tyranny he’d worn since I was a kid. He stared at me like I was a puzzle he hated solving, one piece short and always a threat.Then came the question, cold and deliberate.“…What’s the truth?”I smiled.Not the fake polite one I gave business partners or men I was about to gut. This one was crude, purposeful, calculated to disgust.“The truth?” I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. “That Morgan family girl is fucking seductive.”His eyes didn’t blink.“I couldn’t hold back. You’ve seen her lips, haven’t you? So soft it’s like they’re begging to be ruined. One word from her and my cock’s already hard.” I chuckled low in my throat, dragging it out. “Even her eyes make me want to bend her over and see if she cries prettier that way.”Lucius’s jaw twitched. That line landed right where I wanted.Bait swallowed.“Heh—hah!” He barked out a laugh, sho

Bill Wants to Have Sex With Her

Julian's PerspectiveI watched Ava step into the family compound like she owned it, and the jealousy clawed at me so hard it felt like acid in my veins.Ava had changed. I couldn't put my finger on who or what had inspired that change, but I was certain it had only happened after her engagement night.Now Ava looked at me differently—it was like in her head she was already Mrs. Bill Clarke. She was no longer polite when speaking to me and actually dared to talk back to me, not to mention that smug quietness. God, it made me want to tear her apart.Bzzt. Bzzt.My phone vibrated against the table. I picked it up."Madam," came the voice of one of my men. "That bodyguard you had watching the suit situation—he's gone. Quit this morning without any warning."I let the silence stretch before responding. "Resigned? Just like that?""Yes, madam. Wouldn't give a reason. Didn't even ask for his salary."I hung up and let out a cold laugh.Ava didn't have the power to make anyone quit on her own.

Paid Assassination

Ava’s PerspectiveBill’s hand yanked hard at my blouse again, and I felt the seams start to give. My chest was heaving, my body locked tight in panic. One more pull and he would see—he would see everything Alexander had left on me, every bruise, every mark.Then, suddenly, his phone buzzed.He froze, glancing down. Annoyance flickered across his face, but then he caught the name flashing on the screen. His whole demeanor shifted, like someone had just whispered a promise in his ear.I stayed perfectly still, barely daring to breathe.“Yeah?” His tone was lighter now, almost excited.I couldn’t hear the whole conversation, but a few words drifted through the air between us. “Tonight… Alexander… the plan…” The phrases didn’t fit together in my head, but they clearly meant something to him. His smile widened, sharp and satisfied.And just like that, his grip loosened.“Later,” he muttered, slipping the phone back into his pocket. His earlier fury seemed forgotten, replaced by something el

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