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AlexI didn’t throw the note away. I thought about it, about tearing it up, burning it, pretending it never existed. But something about the handwriting, the calm way it said “Rhett is out of bounds”, made it feel almost sacred. Or cursed. So I folded it and slipped it into a book on my nightstand. Between two blank pages, where secrets go to breathe.Every sound in the mansion felt louder since then. It felt like I was waiting for something to break. The suspense made it worse. I hadn't told anyone about it and that worsened every sound I heard. The creak of the old staircase. The hum of tires on gravel. Even the ticking of the kitchen clock sounded suspicious. My nerves had decided to host a concert and forgot to invite my sanity.By breakfast, I’d convinced myself to act normal. That lasted all of three seconds.Reed was already at the table, scrolling through his phone like it owed him money. Rhett wasn’t around—again. The silence between everyone else was thick enough to spread o

Rhett POVI heard her before I saw anything—the soft rustle of sheets, the creak of her bed, the faintest exhale like she was trying not to breathe too loudly.Alex.I shouldn’t have been outside her room peering. Randomly I had a thought: what if Reed and Rhys saw me now? Reed would have said I was losing control. Rhys would’ve laughed and told me to get in line. But I thought , as I watched, I needed to fuck the shit out of Alex tonight.That's when I heard it. Foot falls.Someone was coming. Too close.They'd see me go in.I stepped into the hall, pretended to be heading toward her door, when I caught movement from the left corridor.Reed. Of course.He froze when he saw me, jaw tight, like he’d been caught doing exactly what I was doing.I opened my mouth to speak, but then I saw a third shadow rounding the corner on the right.Rhys.Seriously?He stopped dead when he spotted us, blinked once, then casually turned like he hadn’t been walking straight toward Alex’s room. The idio

AlexI honestly thought Allan meant a regular student party. You know—cheap drinks, bad lighting, someone crying in the bathroom. But the moment Jennifer and I stepped out of her car and saw the velvet ropes and the masked doorman who looked like he bench-pressed people for fun… I knew this wasn’t that.“This is… not what he described,” Jennifer whispered, adjusting her glittery mask.“No,” I said, my stomach doing that anxious somersault it had learned since moving into the Alcatraz mansion. “And I feel like we’re being watched.”We were directed down a narrow hallway that opened into the kind of club you only see in rumors. Dim lighting, gold-tinted shadows, half-nude waiters carrying trays like they were offering souls, not drinks. Everywhere, little private tables where men in suits whispered deals that looked nothing like business school assignments.Jennifer grabbed my arm. “Alex… these aren’t students.”“No. They’re not.”“And the waiters… wow.” She blinked. “This is like if Li

Reed walked towards the bed as Rhett ate my pussy and grabbed my mouth. Before I could tell what his plan was, his cock was down my throat and he began to fuck my throat hard and fast as Rhett ate my pussy.The world has narrowed to a series of overwhelming, concentric circles of sensation. At the epicenter is Rhett’s mouth, a devastatingly patient and skilled instrument that is unraveling me. Every flick of his tongue, every soft, sucking kiss sent shattering tremors up through my core, making my hips twitch and my fingers clutch helplessly at the sheets. My own muffled moans are the only sounds I can make, a continuous, desperate soundtrack to my undoing.The other center of my universe is the slow, rhythmic rotation at my head— my throat being fucked. Reed was there first. I knew it was him by the scent of clean sweat and the faint, sharp tang of the scotch he’d been sipping earlier as his balls touched my nose, I perceived the expensive perfume. His hands cradled my head not just

“And speaking of patience—” The Monarch motioned toward Jennifer. “My daughter has done well. She got close to your precious Alexandra.”Jennifer smirked. “Wormed my way, just like you wanted.”The Monarch zeroed in on me like a hawk. “Alexandra Raynott. My daughter was right. You certainly keep interesting company. You’ve been very busy… with all three of your uncle's, haven't you?.”Then he continued. "We've had our eyes on you since you were working at the club. I'm guessing that's how they met you first?." He smiled I felt my soul fall out of my body. Dad cut in sharply, “What club? What are you talking about? Alexandra doesn’t—”“Oh?” The Monarch laughed. “Your parents truly know nothing? How delightful.” He leaned forward. “Allow me to enlighten you on your daughter’s relati—”CRACK.A loud whip of sound. His cane flew from his hand and clattered across the marble. The Monarch jerked back, stunned — because one of his own masked guards that he'd walked in with had just hit him