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Contains explicit content, do not read if not above 18 "Mmm.....Yes......Arghhh" My dad's best friend had both of my hands tied with handcuffs at the head side of the bed. My legs were tied with rope to the ceiling leaving both my legs hung in the air for my dad's best friend to grant easy access to my pussy. He glasses at me, a smile of pleasure escapes his lips one that made me swallow a hard lump down my throat, knowing how I was about to get brutally fucked. BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN The bell rang, signalling the end of the class. “And that's it for today. Make sure you read your biology textbook for the upcoming final exams. Have a lovely weekend,” Mrs. Gina said. She barely finished speaking before the students rushed out of their seats. I remained where I was for a moment, staring through the window at the rain pouring outside. Of all days, I had come to college without my car. Jake was supposed to give me a ride home, but he was nowhere to be found. I pulled ou

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. The words echoed in my skull. Jake was certainly with another girl. My heart hammered a frantic, painful rhythm against my ribs. I called him. It rang. And rang. And then, voicemail. I decided not to think the worst. Not yet. Maybe I was just overthinking it. I tried to promise myself I wouldn't jump to conclusions, but the cold dread coiling in my stomach was a truth I couldn't ignore. I went to the closet to change into the clothes Lucien had dropped off earlier. It was a light, floral dress, delicate lace hanging from the sleeves. I ran my fingers over the soft fabric. A small, genuine smile touched my lips. He knew my taste, sometimes better than I knew it myself. I went downstairs to meet Lucien in the dining room. He was already seated, a glass of wine in his hand, the low light catching the sharp planes of his face. "Finally, you decided to show up," he said, his voice a low rumble, his eyes still fixed on the amber liquid in his g

His mouth left mine, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my throat. His teeth scraped against my collarbone, and I arched into him, a needy sound escaping my lips. "You're so responsive," he murmured against my skin. "So beautiful, so pretty" I moaned in capable of words. His hands found the hem of my dress, fingers hooking beneath the delicate lace. He pulled it up slowly, deliberately, his eyes never leaving mine. The cool air hit my heated skin, and I shivered—but not from the cold. "Arms up." I obeyed without hesitation. He tugged the dress over my head and tossed it aside. I sat there in nothing but a pale pink lace bra and matching panties, suddenly self-conscious under his burning gaze. "Fuck," he breathed, stepping back to look at me. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined." His eyes raked over my body like a physical touch, leaving trails of fire in their wake. My nipples peaked against the lace, hard and aching for attention. "Lucien…" I squirmed under his sc

I stared at him, my breath hitching. Stay? The word echoed inside my head like a warning bell. God, I wanted to. That was the most terrifying part of all. A small, reckless part of me wanted to forget the entire world outside the walls of his penthouse. I wanted to forget my morals, my responsibilities, and just stay right here, tangled in his sheets. But reality always found a way to crash back in. "My parents are waiting for me," I whispered, trying to pull back, though my body betrayed me by leaning into his touch. Lucien's expression softened, a rare, devastating look on a man usually so calculated. "They know you're here, Bella." "I know." "So there's nothing to worry about." "There is," I choked out, the guilt finally clawing its way up my throat. His dark brows drew together in confusion, and I forced the truth out before I lost my nerve. "My father trusts you." The words came out barely above a whisper, but they hit the room like a thunderclap. Lucien went completely