All Chapters of Filthy Surrender: The Forbidden Files : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

53 Chapters

File 1: The Professor's Dirty Lessons (1)

Chapter One – Avena's POV I had always thought about what it would feel like to have Professional Noah D’Artagnan’s cock inside of me. He was way older, but I mean, who cared? I know I didn't. Judging from the strain in his tailored pants, he was HUGE. No, I was not exaggerating and yes, I was currently staring as he paced the platform, trying to explain something I wasn't even paying attention to. The fabric stretched over his thigh with every step he took, and the outline of his shaft pressed against the dark wool like it was demanding to be freed. Oh what I'd do just to get a chance to free it. I bit my lower lip hard and felt a pulse between my legs that had nothing to do with my heartbeat. Three years. It had been three years of watching his recorded lectures in my dorm, headphones on, and hand shoved down my pajama bottoms, imagining his low and commanding rumble of a voice, ordering me to touch myself. I had come to the sound of his name more times than

The Professor's Dirty Lessons (2)

Chapter Two – Avena's POV I arrived at his office at exactly seven o’clock. My thighs were still sore from the afternoon…supervision. And my pulse hammered against my ribs. The hallway was empty, and the building was quiet except for the hum of the fluorescent lights lighting it. It seemed the night classes had already commenced. I knocked at Professor Noah's door, staring down at the thin blouse and mid-thigh skirt I had changed into deliberately. The door suddenly swung open and I almost staggered back. Professor Noah D'Artagnan stood there with his sleeves rolled to his elbows and his tie loosened. His eyes swept over me slowly and I felt heat crawl up my neck. “Right on time”. He said, stepping aside to allow me entry. “Come in”. I entered, my shoulders brushing his clothed chest lightly as I walked past. The office smelled of old books and his cologne—that same woody scent that had completely engulfed my senses. He closed the door behind me and I heard the lo

The Professor's Dirty Lessons (3)

Chapter Three – Professor Noah’s POV It was late but I waited in my office staring at the wall clock waiting for it to strike at 10 PM. Just like how drawn to her I was from the very moment I noticed her in my class for the first time, I left my office and strode to the library where I knew she was. Her thesis proposal sat on my desk, marked with my notes, and I'd told her to revise the theoretical framework but I hadn't told her I'd be checking her progress personally. I found her in the back corner of the second floor, tucked between the stacks of political theory. She didn't see me approach as her head was bent over a textbook, her hair falling forward in a curtain of honey-brown, while a pen sat behind her ear. She wore a thin cardigan over a white blouse and her legs were crossed beneath the study table, and she was so absorbed she didn't notice me standing over her. “Working late?”. She jumped at that, her head snapping up. Her eyes widened when she saw me and a

The Professor's Dirty Lessons (4)

Chapter Four – Avena's POV My hands were still trembling as I looked down at my exam booklet, held tightly in my hand. My answers were swimming in my brain due to the last minute panic. I'd filled every page, but I knew—I knew—I’d left gaps in the comparative analysis section. The questions had been harder than I'd prepared for. The last student dropped their exam booklet on Professor D’Artagnan’s desk and scurried out of the lecture hall. I just stood, watching him gather the booklets. He hadn't looked at me since the exam started. But now, as the door clicked shut behind the last student, he set down the stack and looked up. “Avena”. His voice was calm. “Come here”. I moved with unsteady legs, my footwear tapping the linoleum floor as I climbed the platform. I set my exam booklet on the corner of his desk, next to his stack but he didn't touch it. He just watched me. “Your term paper”, he said, picking up a stapled document from his chair. He held it out. “I've finis

The Professor's Dirty Lessons (5)

Chapter Five – Avena's POV “You want to know how you did on the exam?”. He asked in a rough voice, his hot breath against my ears as he thrust deep. “You want to know if all that extra effort paid off?”. “Yes—”. I gasped, my fingers scrambling for some form of anchor on the polished wood. “Please, Noah—”. He pulled out almost entirely, then drove back in, making my knees buck. “Then beg me to fuck you harder. Convince me you deserve the answer”. I was already a mess early that morning. I was slick, trembling, and desperate so I pushed back against him, taking him deeper. “Please fuck me harder. Please. I need to know. I need you”. He growled, gripping my hips, and then he set a punishing rhythm. The desk creaked beneath us, papers scattering everywhere. I could feel every inch of him sliding inside me, hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. “Yes. Oh god—yes. Right there, just like that—”. I kept moaning. He was relentless, fucking me until I was

File 2: Blackmailing the Billionaire (1)

Chapter One - POV: Charis I had a Billionaire's BDSM dungeon photos. And after a vague message I left for him, here I was, now standing in front of his 17,200-square-foot mansion gate, with really tall iron bars that rang a warning bell in my head. But I shook it off. I was going to go through with this. It started three days ago when I got the freelance gig to update the security software on his private laptop. As a broke IT tech scraping by on gig work, I jumped at the chance. While digging through old directories to optimize the drive, I cracked an encrypted folder hidden behind layers of false partitions. And there they were. Crystal clear shots of him in a soundproof room lined with leather restraints, whips, and chains, while his body commanded bound figures in ways that made my pulse race despite myself. I had quickly copied the photos before I could think better of it and sent him a vague email, hinting at my findings while waiting for his response with a po

Blackmailing the Billionaire (2)

Chapter Two - POV: Charis. “I need you to sign a contract”. Lysander said and walked around his desk without looking at me. I straightened, watching him while my pussy still pulsed with a heartbeat of its own as though he was still inside me. He pulled open a drawer and withdrew a single sheet of paper, sliding it across the polished wood. “Read it”, he said in a low and even voice. “Every line”. I stayed standing, my dress still torn open from earlier, while my skin prickled under his gaze. My fingers shook as I picked up the page. Then my brows furrowed as I read the content. Six months. Live-in. Full submission. In exchange, he would clear every debt I owned, he would cover my rent, and give me a monthly allowance—Three million dollars—that made my head spin. At the bottom of the page, a blank line waited for my signature. “You can't be serious”, I whispered, eyes still scanning the page. He moved away from his side of the desk and then stepped behind me. He was close

File 3: A loyal pussy for two enemies (1)

Chapter One – Kayla's POV “Mr. Vance, I can explain—”. “Explain what?”. His voice was low and controlled and that made everything worse. “That you sent three months of acquisition strategy to your boss's competitor? That you handed me everything I need to destroy Marcus Hartley’s next quarter?”. My throat tightened. “It was an accident. I was forwarding documents to Marcus and I must have—I don't know how—I clicked your name instead. It was a slip. One moment of —”. “One moment”. He pushed off the desk and deliberately walked towards me slowly. “One moment that cost your CEO millions. One moment that makes me wonder whose side you're really on”. My heart thumped with every step he took towards me. _ The moment I had stepped through Julian's office door, I knew I'd made a mistake and not just the email. I had found him waiting for me while leaning against his desk in a charcoal suit that fitted him too damn well. He had his arms crossed and eyes dark with somethi

A loyal pussy for two enemies (2)

Chapter Two – Kayla's POV I couldn't focus at work early that morning. I just sat at my desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard while I tried to act like I hadn't taken my boss's enemy's cock a few days back. But it didn't work. Anytime I closed my eyes, I felt Julian's hands on my hips, I felt his hot breath against my neck, and the stretch of how his cock filled me. I was fucked. Both literally and figuratively. I pressed my thighs together beneath my desk while a phantom ache still pulsed between them. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and I was torn away from my line of thoughts. It was a message from my CEO: - My office. Now. - I stood on shaky legs and smoothened my navy pencil skirt then straightened the cream silk blouse I was wearing and I walked towards him office with some kind of unsettled feeling. When I pushed open the door, Marcus was standing behind his desk with rolled sleeves. That was the same way I'd found Julian standing in his office. I shook my head, tigh

A loyal pussy for two enemies (3)

Chapter Three - Kayla's POV Marcus slid his hand up my thigh beneath the skirt I was wearing, fingers digging into the soft flesh where my stockings ended. I gasped as his palm pressed harder. “Marcus, please….”. “Shut up”. He said, crushing his mouth to mine in a brutal kiss that left me breathless. “Ah!”. My mouth opened in a silent moan and he used the opportunity to invade with his tongue. We were alone in his office, working late. There was no one in the building and even security would not be coming up. When Marcus pulled back, his lips brushed my ear. “You're mine. Say it”. “I'm yours”, I whispered, the words trembling on my breath. He shoved me toward the plush sofa, causing the back of my knees to hit the cushion. I fell back, legs splayed, and my skirt rucked up to reveal the trim lace of my panties. He stood over me unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness. My eyes stayed fixed at how his fingers worked his belt and my mouth slightly opened. The metal clink e

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