Supreme Ocular Master The Peerless Heiress Novels & Stories

Fuck no, she didn’t want to still she turned around and looked at Master’s eyes they were two shades darker, it was desire she could feel it in his pheromones and in his whole aura. Without a single word she handed him the collar over and raised her hair giving him an easy access to her neck. “Watch out Omega, don’t tease me, I might not hold back.” His hand for a moment landed on her neck stroking her delicate skin touching the glands which made her shiver.

Pain… Unreasonably, Pussy thrums and clenches. Pain and pleasure… His blue-grey gaze smoky and intense, my Master caresses me with his eyes, the pupils wide and dark as I fit the earrings. "They suit you very well," he says. Taking me by the shoulders, he steers me around. "See?" He aims a finger toward a mirror. My reflection faces me, naked save for my Master's gifts, glinting green, bronze and amber, matching the dance and play of the lamps over my hair, almost black in the blue-green light.

He declared in a deep voice and Cara lowered her head, wiping a lone tear that trickled down her cheek. “You’ve only one choice. Submit to me!” As he spoke, she felt a shiver run down her spine at the deep resonance of his voice. Cara lifted her gaze to him, and her gloomy hazel eyes met with intriguing grey eyes. *** Where would this forbidden relationship take them? What led the heiress of the most powerful business empire to live under the identity of a deceased girl? Will the hidden heiress ever regain her rightful identity? Who will be Cara’s savior?

My heels digging into the flesh of my naked backside. I lowered my head, placing my lips on the sexiest feet I have ever seen. I kissed over and over again, happy to please my master. "Enough." He snaps, grabbing my collar, pulling me sharply to my feet. I bow my head- knowing its not practise to look my master in the face. "Look at me Lizzie." I do as I'm told and raise my head immediately, looking into my master's eyes. Dark, chocolate brown eyes, like melted chocolate boring into mine.

Her eyes, cold and sharp as a wolf's, fixed on the headmaster with unyielding clarity. "I trust you know Elara is innocent," Celeste said quietly, yet with a weight that filled the office like the presence of an alpha wolf. "Just as I trust you know what is in that folder." Her gaze shifted deliberately toward the folder clutched tightly in the headmaster's hands. It was more than a bundle of papers-it was leverage, a symbol of accountability, a tether between predator and prey.

“Everything that was supposed to be mine!” A maid rushed in, startled. “Sir, please, calm down…” “Get out!” I roared, pointing toward the door. “All of you, OUT!” They hesitated for half a second before scurrying away, the sound of their footsteps fading fast. I was left alone with the wreckage of my own fury… shattered glass, spilled liquor, and a silence so loud it made my head pound. Hannah Black. The name tasted bitter, like rust and regret. Every time I saw her face on the television, every time her name appeared in some glowing headline, Heiress Hannah Black: Miracle Kidnap Survivor and New 50% Owner of Black Enterprises, something inside me snapped a little more.

He then leans in close to my ear and whispers, “Emma, I want you to look at me…” I hesitantly lift my eyes to his and as soon as I look into his multicoloured eyes, I can’t look away. He smiles as he says, “Now that’s better… Emma, my pet, do you remember what I told you about when we are alone?” “That when we are alone, you like looking into my eyes.” I say in a soft voice and his smile widens as he whispers. “Very good…” The Master then leans forward but stops within centimetres of my lips. Odette whimpers in my head, reminding me that she needs to shift and making a soft whimper escape my lips. The Master pulls back, making me whimper again as he asks,

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.

She was the embodiment of luxury and fashion. She held a goblet in hand as she cast a venomous look at Caprice and Trey who had just walked into the venue. Her assistant attended the event with her this evening. When her assistant observed her glaring at the two figures, she asked out of curiosity, "Miss, do you know them?" Heather said severely, "That man over there is the young master of Rockon Technology." “So it is.” The assistant observed her dark expression face before motioning at Caprice. “How about the girl next to him? She looks pretty young."

Her glint fiercely as a hungry lion ready to devour anyone in her way. I couldn't help but imagine how well she must have hid this character away from me perfectly, that I never got to suspect her or notice this for use. Alex got heated, as the sound of his hiss brought me back to reality. In a blink of an eye, Alex moved swiftly, snapping her neck and hands, clicking her jaw bones and overpowered her and got the gun. Olivia raised her hands in the air, and Alex hissed, "You're lucky I don't touch women." His gaze shifted to the driver, who was suddenly shivering, he peed on his body out of fear.