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KAIFirst step. Done.Getting his photos wasn't that damned hard. I just had to search for his name, then get someone to Photoshop it. After I did that, I called dad and pretended I was pissed. I made him call Jonas, and I knew things were finally on track. Humming, I returned home, expecting a sobbing man, seeking to explain himself to me, but I came home to the smell of dinner. Stein met me by the door with a smile. “Welcome home, Kai,” he said as he tried to take my briefcase from me. I froze. That wasn't what I expected. Wait, didn't his dad call him? Is he supposed to be happy? He took my briefcase and turned to leave. “I made dinner. I didn't know what you liked, so I made a simple meal. You can tell me what you want each night, in case you're craving something different. For now, you'll have to make do with what we ate last night. And —”“Did…” I swallowed. “Did you see the leaked photos?”This wasn't the way I wanted things to go! I wasn't even supposed to tell him about t

STEINI didn't know my cute bird was such a gold digger. I'd never seen his eyes sparkle so much when I told him about my assets. If only he knew just how much I actually have, he would likely grovel at my feet and offer himself to me.I didn't want that. I want him to actually come to me because he wants to. Now that I know what he likes, I'll continue throwing crumbs his way while leading him to that prepared cage. I'll give him the padlock and make him lock himself in, thinking it's a sanctuary. …I woke up early and prepared breakfast for him before I withdrew the billion I promised him into my second account. He woke up, came into the dining room for breakfast, and ate without sparing a glance my way. He didn't even respond to my greetings. I didn't mind because that meant another punishment was added to my books. One day, I'll make him pay for everything. “Prepare the money before I return.”That was the only sentence he said to me before he left for work. I gave him 30 min

This time I didn't stop at the head. I let my mouth slide down his shaft, inch by inch, feeling him stretch my lips. His fingers tightened in my hair when I took him halfway, then further. The head nudged the back of my throat and I breathed through my nose and kept going.“Fuck,” he gasped. “Stein—fuck—”I pulled back, slowly, letting my tongue trace that vein, letting the suction build until my cheeks hollowed. Then I took him deep again. And again. Setting a rhythm that was unhurried and deliberate and absolutely relentless.His hips started to move. I put my free hand on his thigh and pressed, urging him forward, and something in him broke open. He fucked my mouth as he gripped my hair tightly. His breathing was loud and ragged as his thighs trembled under my hand.“I—Stein—I'm going to—”I pulled off with a wet pop that left a string of spit connecting my lower lip to the head of his cock. His whole body lurched at the loss of contact.“Not yet,” I said.His eyes were wild and de

Waving at him, I walked into the familiar hotel. It was once mine until I sold it just to save my fucking father's company. Now, I have to pay an outrageous amount just to keep my penthouse. A night cost an arm and a leg. I took the private lift to my room, knowing what was waiting for me at the other end. That bastard Rye left me high and dry last night, and I had to make do with Stein's mouth. Tonight, I intend to fuck until daybreak, just to relieve myself of the pent-up frustration of everything that had happened so far. I needed an outlet and sex worked wonders for that. The door clicked shut behind me as I stepped in. I walked through the hallway and straight to the room, knowing that was where the boy would be, and I wasn't wrong. He was already on the bed, naked, and looking like a damned offering on a platter of gold. Edward knew exactly what I liked. The boy had pale skin, round brown eyes and a feminine body. His cock was half-hard, resting against his thigh, and he wat

He woke up the next morning looking grumpy. He snapped at everything I did and glared whenever I so much as breathed loudly. He looked irritated.“Are you okay?” I asked when we were done with breakfast. I wasn't expecting a response from him, though. “Mind your damned business!” He snapped before he pushed his chair back and stormed back into his room.He has such a dirty mouth. …A week passed like that. Instead of us growing closer like I thought we would, it seemed there was a damned bridge between us now. He seemed frustrated at every daybreak, and that same feeling always followed him home. I knew what was keeping him like that. My husband was suffering from withdrawal. A sex maniac who had sex almost every day had gone for almost two months without sex. He had tried getting boys, but the money I paid proved to be a worthy investment. And whenever he went to a bar to get someone, I always thwarted his plans. However, things weren't working according to plan. He was drifting