His Forbidden Claim(2)

His Forbidden ClaimChapter 2Elena woke to the soft gray light of morning filtering through floor-to-ceiling glass and the quiet knowledge that nothing in her life was the same.The guest suite was larger than the entire apartment she had shared with her brother. The bed was a wide expanse of white linens that still smelled faintly of expensive laundry soap and something cleaner, colder. She sat up slowly. Her body ached in places that had nothing to do with the mattress. Between her thighs she was still tender, still faintly swollen from the thorough way Darius had used his mouth and fingers the night before. Every shift of the sheets against her bare skin sent a low, unwanted pulse of memory through her.A black silk robe had been left draped over the armchair near the bed. She pulled it on. The fabric whispered against her nipples, already tight from the cool air. On the low table beside the window sat a tray: black coffee, fresh berries, warm croissants, and a single folded note

His Wicked Arrangement(1)

His Wicked ArrangementChapter 1The contract was already signed when Sophia Langford realized she had made a terrible mistake.Not the kind of mistake that could be fixed with an apology or a carefully worded email. The kind that left permanent marks. The kind that smelled like expensive cologne and quiet, absolute power.She stood in the private study of the Langford estate, the same room where her father had once hosted board meetings and birthday toasts, and watched the man across the desk slide the final page toward her. The heavy silver pen gleamed under the lamp. Outside, rain lashed the tall windows. Inside, the air felt too warm, too still.Lucian Voss did not look like a man who needed to force anyone into anything. He looked like a man who simply waited until people realized they had no other choice. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair cut close, a face that could have been carved from something cold and expensive. His eyes were a deep, unreadable brown that somehow managed t

His Wicked Arrangement(2)

His Wicked ArrangementChapter 2Sophia woke to the heavy weight of an arm across her waist and the slow, deliberate brush of lips against the back of her neck.For a disorienting second she forgot where she was. Then memory returned in a hot, humiliating rush—the contract, the dinner table, the wall, the way Lucian had carried her to this bed and taken her twice more before finally letting her collapse. Her body ached in deep, intimate places. Between her thighs she was still tender, still faintly swollen. The sheets smelled of sex and his skin.“You’re awake,” Lucian murmured against her nape. His voice was rough with sleep, lower than usual. One large hand slid upward and cupped her bare breast, thumb stroking lazily over the nipple until it peaked. “Good. I was about to start without you.”Sophia’s breath caught. “What time is it?”“Early.” His hand left her breast, traveled down the soft plane of her stomach, and slipped between her legs from behind. Two fingers parted her folds

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His Forbidden Claim(2)

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