Sharp Edges

Ava's POV I gasped, my hand fists as I tried to keep myself from falling on my weakened knees. Lorenzo was indeed a monster wrapped in an expensive suit, just like he had me wrapped around his finger. He pinched my nipples sharply before rolling it between his fingers. My body trembled, instinctively leaning backwards into his arms. His other hand slowly left my breast and then down my stomach. I could feel the fear and anticipation running through my veins like lava, hot and fast. “Lorenzo!” I bit my lips, fighting any sound from coming out as he ran his fingers through my wet folds. “As ready as ever,” he whispered in my ear, and then a light chuckle. He continued the slow torture, pinching and fondling my breast while his fingers moved lazily between my legs, playing my clit like a harp, his lips kissed its way down my neck to my shoulders until heat radiated through my body.The slow, gentle and tender touch elicited something darker and undescribed in the pit of my stomach.

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Embarking On A Sexual Game

Ava's POV I noticed how he addressed me as Pupa when we were intimate and little bird when he wanted to be serious. And right now, Lorenzo was showing a great amount of self-control, looking at me with pure curiosity, with no trace of the lust and desire in his eyes. The horny man who was ready to have sex with me was gone in a snap of a finger and even with his fully erected cock in my hand begging for a release.“So what are your rules, little bird?” He asked again, pinching my chin and tilting my head up while staring down at me like a God staring at his servant. I swallowed the lump in my throat and hardened my gaze. “First, you're only allowed to receive pleasure from me. I don't want any STDs from you. Second, I'll be the one to determine how or when you get the pleasure. Third, you're not allowed to kill or harm anybody who I choose to have sexual intercourse with,” I listed them but the last line made his lips curved upwards. “Sexual intercourse.” He chuckled. “You make it

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Suicide Mission

Ava's POV The bed was a vast, cold expanse when I opened my eyes. Lorenzo was gone again, leaving nothing behind but the lingering scent of his cologne and the dull ache of a night spent surrendering to a man I should have been fighting. The sun was high, bleeding through the heavy velvet curtains, mocking the dark choices I’d made to save a girl’s life. I dressed slowly, my body feeling heavy and disconnected as if I were a ghost haunting my own skin.Downstairs, the villa was eerily quiet. I walked into the kitchen and stopped short. Cage was sitting at the breakfast bar, a cup of coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other. It was a jarringly domestic sight for a man whose hands I had seen covered in blood only hours ago. I had categorized him as a weapon, a blunt instrument of Lorenzo’s will; seeing him absorb the morning news felt like a glitch in the reality he projected.He looked up, offering a brief, clinical nod. "Good morning, ma'am." His voice was flat, devoid o

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Gone Forever

Ava's POV I paced the length of the master suite. Every vibration of my phone felt like an electric shock. Finally, the screen lit up with a single text from Raquel: ‘I’m outside. Doorbell in thirty seconds.’I practically flew down the stairs, trying to keep my breathing shallow so I wouldn't alert Cage. He was still in the living room, his presence was a heavy and immovable weight. When the chime of the doorbell echoed through the foyer, he stood up with a slow, bored grace. "That’ll be the delivery," he muttered, more to himself than to me.I held my breath as he pulled open the heavy oak door. I stayed in the shadows of the hallway, my eyes fixed on the sliver of the outside world. Then, I heard it. The voice was pitched higher, strained with a fake urgency, but the cadence was unmistakable."Oh, thank goodness! Sir, I am so sorry, but I’ve been on the road for three hours and I–I desperately need to use your restroom," Raquel said, hidden under a generic delivery cap and a bu

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The Hierarchy

Ava's POV The neon lights of Rome blurred into a colour of gold and violet as Raquel led me through the city. She didn't take me to the tourist traps I had seen in postcards. Instead, we wound through the narrow, hidden corridors of the Trastevere district, past ivy-covered clock towers and underground galleries where the air smelled of ancient stone and expensive oil paint. We stood on a bridge overlooking the Tiber, watching the water churn like liquid obsidian, and for the first time, I felt the vastness of the world outside Lorenzo’s shadow. Eventually, we arrived at a club in the heart of the city. It was discreet, marked only by a heavy iron door and a single dim red light. My chest tightened as we stepped inside. I looked for the familiar suits, the cold stares of the Blackwood security, or the glint of a hidden weapon. "Lorenzo," I whispered, pulling Raquel back. "Does he own this?" Raquel shook her head, her expression calm. "No. This is neutral ground, Ava. He

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Semua Bab Sold To The Wrong Mr. Right. : Bab 21 - Bab 25

Sharp Edges

Embarking On A Sexual Game

Suicide Mission

Gone Forever

The Hierarchy