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Ava stepped into the dining room wearing her favorite white silk nighty. It was short, dangerously short, with thin spaghetti straps and a neckline that dipped low between her full breasts. The hem barely reached the middle of her thighs. She knew it was revealing, but tonight she didn’t care. It was just the three of them, and the house felt warmer than usual.Her mom, Claire, was already at the table, smiling warmly.“Ava, honey, sit down. We need to talk before I leave.”Ava slid into her chair across from her stepfather, Damon. Her mom had married him two years ago. He was wearing a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his chest. When his gaze flicked over her barely-covered body, something flickered in his eyes.Claire reached over and squeezed Ava’s hand.“I’m leaving for that conference in Singapore tomorrow morning. I’ll be gone for two whole weeks. I need you to be good while I’m away, okay? No crazy parties, come home on time, and listen to Damon. He’s in charge.”“Yes

Shally stormed out of the penthouse, her heels thumping hard and fast against the paved driveway. Each angry step echoed her fury as she marched straight for the sleek black car waiting out front. She yanked the rear door open with a violent tug, jammed herself inside, and slammed it shut so hard the whole vehicle shuddered.Daniel, the longtime family driver, glanced back at her through the rearview mirror, concern creasing his brow. “Ha!, miss, is everything alright?”“Just shut up,” she snarled, her voice cutting like a whip. “Shut the fuck up.”She sat there fuming, arms crossed so tightly her knuckles whitened, jaw locked, eyes blazing as she glared out the tinted window. The rage rolled off her in waves. “Men are so bad. Men are so fucking stupid.All of you.”Daniel stayed quiet for a long moment, guiding the car smoothly down the long private drive lined with tall trees. Finally he spoke again, voice low and calm. “Miss Winter… you wanna talk about it? Or should I just drive?”

We are watching.The text lit up Carrie’s phone screen, making her stomach tighten with a rush of nerves. Her roommates were somewhere in the shadows near the old oak tree, binoculars ready, hearts probably pounding as hard as hers. The dare had sounded reckless at 2 a.m. after too much cheap wine. fuck one of the night-shift security guard so we could sneak out freely for the rest of the semester. Now, at 1:17 a.m., standing in the dimly lit side entrance of the administration building, Carrie wondered if she’d lost her mind.Mr. Gideon stepped out of the shadows. His uniform shirt stretched across his chest, sleeves rolled up to revealing his hairy arm. His dark eyes swept over her slowly taking in short sundress and loose hair.“Miss Carrie,” he said, voice low and calm. “You’re out late. Again.”I can't make excuses for you like last time, you may get punished.She swallowed, cheeks already burning. “I… needed some air. Couldn’t sleep.”He studied her for a long moment, then gla

This place is beyond beautiful; it's a freaking paradise. I was at what we'd call the bougie avenue. Ever since I drove into this street, everything had been very alluring. I parked my car at the public garage, walking down to Condo 12. I stepped into the apartment I was meant to go to, my makeup kit slung over a shoulder. This place is a palace,from the automatic door to the cream-colored walls and furniture that looked like it cost more than my whole year's rent. A massive crystal chandelier was hanging in the reception room. I smoothed down my black dress, feeling a little out of place in my flat shoes and messy bun.The client Rachel had booked the salon I worked at for a quick home service before she headed out to some fancy event. My boss thought I was the best fit for her preferred aesthetic, and honestly, I was so grateful; this meant extra cash for me, and I needed it.Rachel greeted me at the door with a warm smile. She was so stunning I honestly think she could do without ma

The executive floor was supposed to be empty at this hour. It was past nine and I had finished vacuuming the long hallway. The clicking of computers were finally gone, only the buzz of the air conditioning and the squeaking of my sneakers on the floor could be heard. My back ached from bending over desks all evening, and my arms were tired from wiping down every surface. I just wanted to finish the last office and go home.I pushed my cleaning cart closer to the corner suite, pausing as I heard strange sounds drifting through the half-open door. It was a heavy breathing mixed with another sound I couldn't place my finger on. I hope it isn't what I think it is, cause that would mean I had to wait an hour extra and I didn't want that.My heart began beating a little faster. I told myself to keep moving, to mind my own business. Yet curiosity tugged at me stronger than common sense. I set the mop against the wall and stepped closer, drawn by the sexy sound. I peeped through the narrow ga