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All Chapters of Exclusive Privilege: The Billionaire’s Toy: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Lucien’s POVI intended to take my time with him.Not force, not pressure, just enough attention to make him question himself, enough to pull him closer without him realizing he was already being pulled in.Because when people fall without noticing it, they fall harder.And North?He still believed he wouldn’t fall at all.*I arrived late on purpose.By the time I stepped into the restaurant, the atmosphere was already settled, low golden lighting stretching across polished surfaces while quiet conversations blended with the music in the background, the kind of place where nothing was loud yet everything carried weight.My presence shifted the room without effort.Not obvious, but enough.My gaze went straight to the table.My mother sat at the center, exactly where she preferred, composed and engaged, speaking with June and Vance who were clearly trying to hold her attention, their posture just a little too eager, their expressions carefully maintained.And then there was North.He

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North’s POV“You will be having dinner with the boss’s mother,” Jeremy announced, his voice carrying across the room like a verdict.Even he looked thrown off.“And all of you,” he added, scanning us like we were already disappointing him, “get ready. We’re going shopping.”That was how the day started.Fast.Suddenly.Unreal.One minute I was waking up, the next I was being measured, dressed, styled, corrected. Jeremy didn’t stop talking the entire time, drilling etiquette into us like we were about to meet royalty.Don’t speak unless spoken to.Don’t embarrass the boss.Don’t overstep.His eyes lingered on me longer than necessary when he said that last part.Like I was the problem already.Like I always would be.I ignored it.But the moment we got back to the mansion…Everything shifted.Because he was there.Kang Ethan.Waiting.Not sitting.Not relaxed.Standing.Like he had been pacing.Like he had been waiting for me.I didn’t need anyone to tell me.I already knew.Still, I t

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North’s pov His features were clean, almost delicate, the kind that would make people underestimate him at first glance. Smooth skin, sharp jaw, eyes that carried just enough emotion to pull you in.But standing this close?Looking at him like this?All I could see was how empty it felt.Like, there was nothing soft behind it.Nothing warm.Just a calculation.Just… weight.Like his heart had been replaced with something solid.Unmoving.“You…” he said, the laughter tapering into something quieter, more deliberate.His eyes dragged over me again, slower this time, like he was reassessing.“ I haven’t seen one quite like you.”There was something almost impressed in his tone.Almost.Then his lips curved again.“This will be interesting.”Not a threat.Not exactly.But it settled in my chest like one anyway.Because men like him didn’t say things like that without meaning something deeper.Without planning something.He turned.Just like that.No more words.No more confrontation.Jus

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North’s pov He leaned in, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the warmth of his breath before his lips met mine. It wasn't a kiss, not really. His tongue darted out, licking the cream from my lips in a slow, deliberate motion that sent a shiver down my spine."Mmm," he murmured, pulling back just enough to speak. "Stranger danger, but you taste so sweet."He tried to kiss me again, his lips parting, but I turned my head at the last second. His lips grazed my cheek instead. His breath hitched, becoming uneven for just a moment.A flicker of something, surprise? Annoyance? Crossed his face before he masked it with that practiced smile."I want you to be there for my birthday," he said, changing the subject so smoothly I almost didn't notice."When is it?" I asked, playing along."In a week."A slow smile spread across his face, genuine this time, though he tried to hide it. "You know my birthday.""I pay attention," I said simply.The roleplay was over now. The playful stranger w

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North’s POV "Mmm," he murmured, pulling back just enough to speak. "Stranger danger, but you taste so sweet."He tried to kiss me again, his lips parting, but I turned my head at the last second. His lips grazed my cheek instead. His breath hitched, becoming uneven for just a moment.A flicker of something, surprise? annoyance?, crossed his face before he masked it with that practiced smile."I want you to be there for my birthday," he said, changing the subject so smoothly I almost didn't notice."When is it?" I asked, playing along."In a week."A slow smile spread across his face, genuine this time, though he tried to hide it. "You know my birthday.""I pay attention," I said simply.The roleplay was over now. The playful stranger was gone, replaced by the calculating billionaire I knew too well."I want my birthday gift in advance," he said, his voice dropping back to that low, commanding tone. "The sex night has to be BDSM style. I'm a dom, so you need to be ready."My stomach t

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North’s POV His fingers stilled against my jaw, and for a moment, the intensity between us was almost unbearable. Then, a sound broke through it, a chuckle. Low, rumbling in his chest.Lucien pulled back, his expression shifting from predatory to amused. "You're nervous," he observed, a smile playing on his lips. "I can practically feel your heart hammering from here."I didn't deny it. My pulse was racing, but not just from nerves. From anticipation. From the dangerous game we were playing.He stood, extending a hand to help me up. "As much as I'd love to unwrap my birthday gift early," he said, his eyes roaming over my naked body, "I think I'd rather have it on the actual day. The anticipation makes everything sweeter, don't you think?"I nodded slowly, not sure where he was going with this."Tonight, we'll have normal sex," he continued, but then his lips curved into a mischievous grin. "But with a twist."He walked over to the bar, pouring another drink. "The roleplay continues."

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North’s POV The world narrowed to the sensation of his mouth on me, hot and wet and perfect. His tongue swirled around the head, his hand stroking what his mouth couldn't take. I threaded my fingers through his hair, my hips bucking upward, seeking more.He pulled back just as I was nearing the edge, leaving me panting and frustrated."Not yet," he said, his voice husky. "I want to be inside you when you come."He reached for the nightstand, retrieving a bottle of lube and a condom. Efficient, prepared. Always in control.As he prepped me, his fingers stretching and scissoring, I tried to maintain my role, to remember I was supposed to be the reluctant law nerd. But it was becoming increasingly difficult. With each touch, each stroke, I was falling deeper into the pleasure he was offering."Ready?" he asked, positioning himself at my entrance.I nodded, my voice caught in my throat.He entered me slowly, giving me time to adjust, filling me inch by inch until he was fully seated. The

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North’s POVThe possessiveness in his voice should have terrified me, but instead, it sent a fresh wave of arousal through me. I was his, for now, for the next few months and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.He pulled out suddenly, flipping me onto my back. "I want to see your face when you come," he said, re-entering me in one smooth motion.My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper. "Then make me come."He accepted the challenge, his hand wrapping around my cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. It was too much—his cock inside me, his hand on me, his eyes burning into mine. I came with a cry, my body arching off the bed as pleasure washed over me in overwhelming waves.He followed me over the edge with a guttural groan, his release hot and deep inside me. We collapsed against each other, breathing heavily, our bodies slick with sweat.For a moment, we just lay there, tangled together. Then he stirred, his lips finding mine in a surprisingly tender kiss."Again?"

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North’s POVMy fingers curled into the sheets.“But that can change,” he added lightly.And then he smiled.That same calm, confident smile.“I can push for a full federal review,” he said. “Reopen everything. Add intent to defraud, conspiracy, and aggravated financial misconduct.”His eyes locked onto mine.Cold.Certain.“I can make sure he never sees the outside of a prison again,” he finished.Silence filled the room.Heavy.Suffocating.My earlier calm was gone.Completely.Replaced with something sharp and rising in my chest.Because this—This wasn’t a threat.This was power.Real power.Weaponized.He walked over slowly and took a seat like he had all the time in the world.Like he had already won.“I am the authority in New York,” he said simply, leaning back.And the way he said it?He believed it.Not just in position.In reach.In control.In the fact that people like me…People like my family…Could be erased with a decision.I stared at him.Really stared.And for the fi

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North’s POV“He said if I don’t disappear from your life, he’ll destroy my family,” I continued, my voice shaking now. “And now my dad’s been taken back under custody, they moved him to the hospital, they’re saying it’s legal, that he violated something but he didn’t, we’ve been careful, I swear we’ve been careful…”Silence.Dead silence.Then, low and controlled, “Stop crying.”I froze.“Your father will be back home soon.”And just like that, the call ended.I stared at the screen, my reflection staring back at me through tear-blurred vision.The crying should have stopped.It didn’t.Because I didn’t know if that was reassurance… or a promise of war.Either way, I played my part.Even as I wiped my tears, I kept my expression fragile, broken. If there were cameras in this room, and knowing Lucien, there probably were, then I wanted him to see exactly what I wanted him to see.Not the calculation.Not the anger.Not the shift that had just happened inside me.Twenty-five minutes lat

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