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CHAPTER 11

HIROTO'S POV The lie to Kenji was the easiest and hardest thing I’d ever done. I told him my aunt in the countryside had taken a fall and I needed to help her for the weekend. He’d hugged me, told me to stay safe, and even offered to lend me some cash for the train. I felt like a piece of shit as I climbed into the back of the sleek, black Audi that pulled up to the dorms at exactly noon on Saturday. The drive was silent. The driver didn’t speak, and I spent the hour staring at my reflection in the tinted glass, wondering if my Golden Boy persona was still in there somewhere or if he’d been completely drowned by Cinder. Neven lived in an estate perched on a cliffside overlooking the grey, churning sea. I don't know why I was surprised that he was living in an estate all by himself when he was a Karlsson, of course he had the money. When the front doors swung open, Neven was standing in the foyer. He was wearing a black silk robe, tied loosely at the waist, his chest bare and glist

CHAPTER 12

HIROTO'S POV He had a point, I'd never given him a private show before and neither have I really done anything particularly to please him. I just let myself be carried away by his whims, maybe it was time I took over the wheels. I spread my legs wider to give him a better view. I placed two fingers in my mouth, sucking on them seductively before inserting them in my hole. As I drove my fingers inside, I used my other hand to caress my nipple. “Hngh…Neven,” I moaned as I added another finger. Neven looked turned on as he watched me masturbate. He gripped his cock and began to stroke it. He couldn't take his eyes off the lewd sight in front of him. “Fuck!” He cussed. “Have you really never done this before? You seem like a pro.” “Well, I'm doing it now so does that count?” I said, my voice coming in ragged breaths. “I'm cumming,” I let out a breathy moan as my fingers moved faster. I wanted something bigger to fill me, I wanted him. Just as if he'd read my mind, he pushed me fl

CHAPTER 13

HIROTO'S POV The click of Neven’s shoes on the hardwood floor made my skin crawl, but for the first time since this started, I didn't turn around in a panic. I stayed right where I was, staring down at the file that bore my name. I stared at the photos of myself, some from the lecture hall, some from the club, and some I didn't even recognize. "Find what you're looking for, Cinder?" Neven’s voice was smooth, but there was a sharp edge to it. I slowly turned around, the file still clutched in my shaking hands. My heart was hammering against my ribs, but it wasn't just from fear. It was a stinging anger that had been building up since I stepped into this house. "What is this, Neven?" I asked, my voice cracking. “Why do you have files on so many people including me?” Neven didn't look bothered. He leaned against the doorframe, his black silk robe hanging open just enough to show the hard lines of his chest. He looked like he was watching a movie he’d already seen. "It’s called due

CHAPTER 14

HIROTO'S POV Before I could say another word, he grabbed the back of my neck and slammed his mouth onto mine. He tasted like wine and possessiveness, and I melted into him, my fingers digging into the silk of his robe. He didn't lead me to the bedroom. He shoved me back against the desk, the edge of the wood biting into my lower back. He swept the file I’d been looking at onto the floor with one hand, the papers scattering like dead leaves. "You want to be more?" he hissed, pulling my legs around his waist and hiking up his robe. "Pfft. Don't overestimate yourself.” He didn't use any prep this time. He was too far gone, too fueled by the argument and the tension. He entered me in one brutal shove that made me see stars. I let out a choked scream, my fingers clawing at his shoulders. "Neven! Please!" "Professor," he corrected, his voice a low growl. He started to move, his pace frantic and punishing. Every thrust was a claim, a reminder that no matter what I wanted to be, I was

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 15 HIROTO'S POV The morning after at the estate had been cold. Neven hadn't given me an answer, and the silence in the car ride back to the dorms was louder than any of his commands. He thought he could just fuck the questions out of me. He thought that by being lenient with his money, I’d be content staying in the shadows. He was wrong. Two weeks passed, and I went completely dark. I didn't show up to a single one of his lectures. I blocked his primary number, and when he tried calling with other lines, I let them ring until the room was filled with the lonely buzz of a phone I refused to touch. "You're skipping Karlsson’s class again?" Kenji asked on Friday afternoon, tossing his bag onto his bed. He looked at me with genuine worry. "Dude, you’re the top student. That dude is going to eat you alive for this. He looked like he was about to murder someone today when he saw your seat was empty." "He can do as he pleases," I said, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I

HOW TO SNAG A BOYFRIEND - CHAPTER 1

LYSANDER'S POV The sunlight hitting my face felt like a personal attack. I groaned, burying my head under a silk pillow that smelled faintly of expensive gin and a stranger’s perfume. My head was thumping in time with a bassline that wouldn't leave my skull, a remnant of the party that had turned my penthouse into a disaster.I forced myself upright, squinting at the wreckage. There was glitter embedded in the velvet sofa, an empty bottle of vintage champagne floating in the sink, and someone’s lace bra hanging off my Grammy."Water," I croaked, my throat feeling dry.I staggered toward the kitchen, nearly tripping over a stray designer shoe. I expected to be alone, but the sound of rhythmic scrubbing stopped me cold. A professional cleaning crew was already moving through the living room, and standing by the island was Merrick.Merrick was my agent, my driver, and occasionally my babysitter. Today, he looked like he was fed up with me more than usual."You look like hell, Ly," Merri

CHAPTER 2

LYSANDER'S POV Knowing fully well I couldn't charm my way out of it, I considered convincing him with words instead.“You know I can't do without a fuck buddy. My libido can't be calmed by rules,” I let my head hang over the edge of the sofa.“I don't want to hear about my nephew's sex life,” he groaned. “If you must find a way to relieve yourself then you must stick to a single partner, or no partners at all. If you break this, I pull the tour.”“But staying in the estate for one month? I'll die of boredom, Uncle Julian,” I groaned. “Callie is rarely even around, so it would just be you and me for the most part.”“Well, you'll just have to endure it,” he shrugged. “I've hired Aegis Prime for your new security detail. They aren't like your usual guards. They won't let you sneak out, and they certainly won't take your bribes."I signed the papers because I had to. But in my head, I was already planning my escape. How hard could it be to slip past a few guys in suits?By the time Merri

CHAPTER 3

LYSANDER'S POV The 0600 wake-up call was a war crime.I ignored the first three knocks on my bedroom door, burying myself deeper into the cotton sheets. I expected a maid or Merrick to come in and coax me out with coffee. Instead, the door opened with a firm, decisive click."Mr. Zeni. It’s six-oh-five. You’re behind schedule."That voice. It was like a low-frequency hum that vibrated right through the mattress. I pulled the covers down just enough to see Taye standing at the foot of my bed. He was already in his suit, looking crisp and disgustingly alert. He didn't look at the expensive art on my walls or the messy pile of designer clothes on the floor. He just looked at me—or rather, through me."Go away, Taye," I groaned, flipping onto my back and purposely letting the sheets slide down to my waist. I wasn't wearing a shirt. I knew exactly how the morning light hit the lines of my stomach. "I don't do 'schedules' before noon.""You signed a contract," Taye said, his expression unc

CHAPTER 4

LYSANDER'S POV The afternoon didn't get any better. Callie arrived around two, trailing a cloud of expensive perfume and complaining loudly about the "peasant-level" traffic. She wandered into the sunroom where I was pretending to read a script while Taye stood guard by the glass doors."Ly, darling, you look miserable," Callie said, dropping into a chaise lounge. "And who is the gargoyle by the door? He’s… hot.""That's Taye," I muttered, not looking up. "He’s an Aegis Prime robot. I think he runs on batteries."Callie’s turquoise eyes lit up. She loved a challenge as much as I did. She stood up, smoothing her designer skirt, and sauntered over to Taye. She did the whole routine—the hair flip, the hand on the arm, the "damsel in distress" eyes."Taye, is it?" she purred. "I’m starving and the kitchen staff is being dreadfully slow. Do you think a big, strong man like you could find me something... sweet?"I held my breath, watching.Taye didn't even look at her hand on his sleeve. H

CHAPTER 5

LYSANDER'S POV The silence of the estate was starting to feel beyond draining. Three days of playing by the rules, three days of being a "wholesome artist," and three days of being ignored by the giant, tanned mountain of a man who followed me like a shadow. I was bored, and a bored Lysander was a dangerous thing. "You’re overthinking it," Callie said, sprawled across my bed while she buffed her nails. She didn't even look up when I paced past her for the tenth time. "He’s a professional, Ly. You’re just a paycheck in a hoodie to him.""Nobody looks at me and sees a paycheck, Callie," I snapped, stopping in front of the full-length mirror. I pulled at the lapel of my silk robe, letting it slip just a fraction more off my shoulder. "He’s human. He has to be. I just need to find the right frequency to shatter that glass exterior.""So, what’s the plan? More 'accidental' towel slips? Beca

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