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Synopsis: Jade signs up to meet her first sugar daddy. She expects old money — not dangerously sexy. One drink turns into a night she’ll never forget… and maybe never recover from. ⸻ Chapter 1 The moans echoed in her mind. “Ahh, yes… deeper,” Gia gasped. “I want all of you, go deeper.” Her voice trembled with release. “I’m so close, I’m gonna cum… ahh—” Bzzz! Bzzz!

The darkness swallowed them whole. ☠️ End of Chapter 16

But I no longer cared. Moments later, the Underboss, Venero Castellano, unchained me from the rack. Pain shot through my body, and my legs gave out as I collapsed onto the floor. "You'll leave in a week, and you are never to return. Once your identity is wiped out, no one can ever find you again," Domenico said and lifted my chin with the tip of his cane. The light flooding in from the open dungeon doors stabbed at my eyes. As I crawled out of the dungeon, I felt like I was about to be reborn.

I smirked, knowing I'd pulled her right in with the hook. She sat up straight. “Well? What are you waiting for? Spill it before something else spills.” Unintentionally, I froze up. The scene of my death flashed through my mind once again. How much blood of mine spilled when my head kissed the edge of that table? “Grace? Where'd you run off to?” Susan snapped her fingers in front of me, pulling me out of my reverie. I blinked twice, coming into focus. “Huh? Sorry, I'm sorry. “

The pain that tears through me no longer has anything in common with the methodical pricks of the needle; it’s a detonation, a fire that suddenly ignites every nerve in my hip to climb back up along my spine like a flow of lava, an agony so white, so total, so blinding that it shatters in an instant all the dikes I had erected, and I hear a scream tear through my vocal cords, an animalistic, primal sound that I didn’t know myself capable of producing, a howl that springs from the depths of my belly to shatter against the walls of this bedroom that has suddenly become a torture chamber, and I collapse forward, my forehead almost hitting the mattress, my entire body shaken by uncontrollable sp

he moaned, “just like a vice around my cock." He used his palms to spread my ass cheeks like a loaf of bread. My eyes watered when his tip touched that spot. “Yes Daddy please,” I begged, gripping the edge of the chair hard as he increased his pace. “Harder,” I moaned, heat surging through my veins. The smell of nicotine filtered through my nose and with heavily lidded eyes I saw Mr. Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar.

:: ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ :: Chapter contains scene of rape and violent abuse! Proceed with caution! Skip this chapter if the aforementioned topics are hard for you, the reader, to handle! A TLDR of this chapter is basically character development for Tauric and his spiral down from fear of Zarek returning to take revenge. Tauric shows us his twisted side that he’s tried to hide.

Soon Miguel slowly drifted away. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Nadir enjoyed his suffering with pleasure. From his mind, she read that this man's name was Miguel, and he was suffering because of the woman who had dumped him for his best friend. He had a lot of life energy in him, and had it not been for this energy, this man probably wouldn't have endured such excess pain and might have taken his own life long ago. The amount of life energy she felt immediately stimulated Nadir's appetite. When this man took off the jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a muscular torso, a real succubus woke up in her. The mixture of lust, hunger for energy, and pleasure derived from his suffering made Nadir unable

Lol. 2 chapters to reach the conflict. Are you ready?