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My fiance's Father (2)Sophia's POV After that first dinner together, I couldn't stop thinking about Victor. He was in every way different from Alex and I kept imagining how it would be to experience sex with him.My mind pricked with guilt every moment the thought came to my mind. It was forbidden and it wasn't supposed to be heard or even had come to my mind in the first place.I knew this wasn't appropriate but my aching heart and yearning body wouldn't listen. Every night I lay in bed thinking about him, my heart would start to beat fast and my skin felt hot. I tried to push the thoughts away, but they kept coming back.Alex was away for work for a few days. He left without even kissing me goodbye. He just said “I’ll be back soon” and closed the door. I felt alone again and empty. That same evening, Victor called me.“Sophia, are you free?” he asked in his deep voice. “I want to check on you. Alex is not around so you should come over for dinner.”I knew I should say no but I sai

My Fiance's Father (4)Sophia's POV It had been two weeks since Victor first took me. Two weeks of secret meetings whenever Alex was away. I knew it was wrong and I knew I was betraying my husband but every time Victor touched me, I forgot everything else. My body was learning to crave him. My mind was starting to need him.That afternoon, Alex was out of town again for business. He had not called me in three days. He only sent short messages saying he was busy. I felt empty when I read them but when Victor called me and said “Come to my room,” my heart started beating fast with excitement.I went to his bedroom. Victor was waiting for me. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a shirt and trousers. He looked strong and handsome. When he saw me, he smiled.“Come here, Sophia,” he said.I walked to him. He pulled me between his legs and looked up at me.“Today, Daddy is going to teach you more,” he said. “You are learning fast, but I want you to learn how to please me pro

The Midnight Contract 2The hidden door opened into a softly lit corridor that felt like stepping into another world. Rich crimson walls, heavy velvet drapes, and the faint scent of incense and sex in the air. My bare pussy throbbed with every step I took behind Damien, the cool air teasing my slick folds and making me painfully aware of how empty I felt. My fingers still tingled from where he’d sucked them clean. I couldn’t stop replaying the way his tongue had swirled around them—like he was savoring the taste of my desperation.He didn’t speak as we walked. He didn’t need to. His broad shoulders and the confident stride of a man who owned everything around him said enough. My heart raced as we passed closed doors, muffled sounds leaking through—soft moans, the sharp crack of something leather, a woman’s breathless plea. The Blackwood Society wasn’t just a club. It was a playground for the powerful and the willing.We stopped at the end of the hall. Damien pressed his palm to a disc

The Midnight Contract 4Damien’s arms were still wrapped around me, warm and solid, as my breathing slowly returned to normal. My body felt deliciously used—ass still tingling from his spanks, pussy throbbing with the lingering fullness of his release. I could feel his cum slowly leaking out of me onto the silk sheets, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly he’d claimed me. Yet instead of shame, a deep, glowing satisfaction settled in my chest. I had never come so hard, so many times, in one night.He pressed a soft kiss to my temple. “Stay here. Don’t move.”I nodded, too blissed out to do anything else. The cuffs were gone, but the memory of them lingered on my wrists like invisible bracelets. I watched through half-lidded eyes as he walked naked across the room, all coiled muscle and graceful power. He returned with a silver tray holding several items that made my pulse spike: a thick black silicone plug, a sleek remote-controlled vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a length of soft red r

The Midnight Contract 6Morning light filtered through the heavy drapes, painting the room in soft golds. I stirred against Damien’s chest, my body a map of delicious aches—thighs sore, ass tender from the plug and his cock, pussy still faintly throbbing. His arm was heavy around my waist, possessive even in sleep. For a moment I just lay there, listening to his steady heartbeat, wondering how a man who could ruin me so thoroughly could also make me feel this… safe.The illusion shattered when his voice rumbled against my hair. “No hiding today, Elena. I have plans for you downstairs.”My stomach flipped. “Downstairs? The club?”He rolled me beneath him, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand. His dark eyes bored into mine, already alight with that predatory hunger. “Yes. You’ll wear what I choose. Nothing more. And you’ll let them watch.”Heat flooded my cheeks—and lower. The thought of strangers seeing me like this, exposed and obedient, sent a shameful thrill racing through