"I..." He leaned down and forcefully kissed her soft lips, sending a shiver through his entire body.Just last night, he had taken her, and now he couldn't resist the urge to possess her again. Every part of him tightened, and she didn't know where to place her hands, so she ended up clutching at his shirt.Her heart raced wildly; his kiss was intoxicating.Caught up in the moment, Phoebe instinctively kissed him back, her fingers trailing from his chest to his neck.Their lips brushed together, though her movements were clumsy as she tried to mirror him, tentatively exploring his mouth.Yet, she felt something was off, and that realization made her feel embarrassed and shy, leading her to hesitate in initiating further kisses."Don't stop. Keep going; you're doing great..." He eased up on the kiss slightly, his eyes narrowing as he spoke. Her awkwardness only made him want her more.Blushing, Phoebe obeyed his words, not stopping. In the dark, gazing into his passionate eyes made her
When Phoebe woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy and weak all over. Still, she forced herself to get out of bed. Glancing at the time, she realized it was already nine o'clock. It was all her fault for standing by the window too long last night, letting the cold wind hit her—no wonder she had slept so heavily.After quickly getting herself ready, she hurried downstairs. There was an important lecture today, and she needed to get going before she missed it."Alex, I don't like this flavor. Where's that maid? I miss the food she used to make. It's been so long since I had it... Can you ask her to cook for me again?" Melissa pouted, gazing at Alexander across the table with a hint of coquettishness."Sure, no problem." Alexander smiled indulgently, lightly tapping Melissa's nose.He always granted Melissa's every request, and this was no exception—it was a small matter, after all.But... he wondered if Phoebe was awake yet. He checked the time, frowning. Why wasn't she up?Last night,
On the other side, Alva, still in a deep sleep, felt something warm kissing her body."Hmm... Stop it..." Alva murmured drowsily, thinking it was her dog, Dora, nudging her awake.Noah frowned in displeasure.Last night, he had planned to take her, but seeing how deeply she was sleeping, he couldn't bring himself to do it.He felt that their first time shouldn't happen while she was unconscious. She needed to fully feel his presence inside her.So, he had restrained himself until morning, intending to wake her and then have his way with her. But this stubborn woman wouldn't wake up.Looking at her perfect, fair skin, his throat tightened—she was truly beautiful.After bathing her last night, he hadn't dressed her, instead holding her naked body in his arms all night long. It was an agonizing night for him, staying awake, tormented by desire.Alva may have looked slender, but she wasn't lacking in the chest.When would this stubborn woman finally wake up?He kissed her, yet she didn't
For three days, Alva hadn't shown up for class, and Phoebe couldn't help but worry. She called her phone, but no one answered.At lunchtime, feeling uneasy, she decided to go to Alva's rented apartment, but no one was there either.Just as she was about to leave, a man suddenly appeared behind her.Startled, she jumped and turned around, finally seeing who it was."Are you trying to scare me to death?"Werner crossed his arms, smirking mischievously.Phoebe didn't feel like wasting words on him, so she turned to leave. She had always seen Werner as nothing more than a playful troublemaker."Sweetheart, it wasn't easy finding you..." Werner teased.Phoebe stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him."Stop being gross. My name is Phoebe."Werner frowned, clearly displeased with her suggestion. Sweetheart sounded much more intimate, didn't it?"Hey, Noah asked me to find you. Alva's in the hospital..."***Hospital.Phoebe watched as Noah paced anxiously in the hallway. She walked ov
"Alex, don't be mad, okay? I'm fine," the girl lying on the sofa said in a soft, delicate voice, her appearance pitiable."You're saying you're fine, but you've starved yourself into a stomachache." Alexander gently stroked her hair, his heart aching at how fragile she seemed."Don't blame Phoebe. She didn't mean to starve me. She probably just forgot because she was busy with something else," Melissa said, though her eyebrows knitted together as she clutched her stomach."Is it hurting again?" Alexander reached out to touch her stomach, his voice laced with worry. When Melissa shook her head, he clenched his fists, his dark eyes clouding over."You're too kind. I won't let her off the hook." That wretched woman.He had left for an urgent trip abroad this morning and rushed back in the evening, only to find Melissa curled up in pain on the sofa. Panicked, he quickly called a doctor, who informed him that Melissa had developed gastritis from not eating all day.Phoebe had taken advanta
Phoebe's mind was hazy, but she still managed to grasp his words. What did he mean? What pain was he talking about? What happened to Melissa?"I don't understand what you're saying," Phoebe replied, her voice trembling uncontrollably.She had expected this to happen, but she never imagined he would be this angry. Her eyes welled up, not from physical pain but from heartache.All she had done was stay with a friend and forget to come back and cook for them. He was being so cruel. They could have easily gone out to eat, so why treat her like this?She clenched her teeth against the pain."I gave you instructions, and you dared not come back to cook! Were you trying to starve her? Do you know she had a sudden bout of stomach pain today? You did this on purpose, you bitch!"Phoebe was forced to lift her head. Starve her? Even if she hadn't returned, they wouldn't have gone without food. If he cared about her so much, how could she have gotten st
"Alex, are you in there?" Melissa cautiously knocked on the door from the hallway.She had waited for him in the bedroom, but after two hours passed, she decided to go look for him in the living room. Surely, he should be done punishing that woman by now.Yet, when she got to the living room, neither of them were anywhere to be seen. But she was certain Alex was still home—his car keys were still in the bedroom.Staring at the tightly shut guest room door, a glint of malice flashed in her eyes."Scream... damn it... scream for me..." he growled, thrusting hard.Outside, Melissa's voice echoed in his ears, but it didn't make him pause.He continued like a beast, venting his rage. The sound of his movements was loud.The reason he had chosen to punish her in the bathroom was because it was soundproof. So even with Melissa right outside, there was no fear of her hearing anything."Alex…"Melissa kept knocking f
DA Group President's Office."Sir, Mr. Curitis Bernard is here to see you again...""Let him go.""Understood, sir."Half an hour later, Alexander's internal phone rang again."Sir, he said... he said if you don't meet with him, he'll force his way in..." the receptionist hesitated, clearly uncomfortable."Let him in," Alexander said, hanging up with a narrowed gaze.Persistent, isn't he?Every day, right on time, Curitis came looking for him. At that dinner, he had only wanted to test the waters, but now it seemed he had underestimated Phoebe's charm.Curitis, this proud artist, had lowered himself multiple times just for her. He had once refused to sell his painting "Tears" for a hundred million euros, yet now, he was willing to trade it for a woman.The door swung open.Curitis walked in gracefully, though the anger in his eyes was unmistakable. Without wasting any time, he placed the beautifully framed painting on Alexander's desk and went straight to the point."Alexander, here's
The next morning, at Phoebe's home."Hello! Is this the residence of Miss Phoebe Garcia?""Yes, it is. And you are?" Hermosa asked, confused by the unexpected visitor so early in the morning."Mr. Alexander Davis, our boss, assigned me to drive your daughter to school. I've been waiting outside for an hour, but she hasn't come out. Is she not attending school today?" the driver replied politely."Alex? You mean my daughter's boyfriend?" Hermosa paused for a moment before smiling, seemingly realizing something. He's very considerate of her."That's correct. Is she not ready yet?" the driver asked, his gaze briefly sweeping inside the house."Apologies, but Phoebe rushed out after receiving a phone call yesterday. She said a friend was looking for her and didn't even stay for dinner," Hermosa explained with a hint of concern.The driver froze for a moment. "She didn't come home last night?""That's right! We were worried all night. She didn't answer any of our calls either. We were just
"What... what did you say?" Her voice trembled, and her breathing grew uneven."Take it off!" he ordered, his eyes narrowing dangerously. His fingers gripped her pale wrist, his strength threatening to snap it.Laura followed his gaze to her own arm, her heart pounding in panic. "But... this..."Wasn't this a gift from him? Why would he ask her to take it off? And why did his expression look so terrifying? Had she done something wrong?"It hurts!" she whimpered softly as his grip tightened, pain shooting through her wrist. Instinctively, she tried to break free from his hold, but this side of her brother made her shiver uncontrollably.The pain was excruciating. Laura furrowed her brows tightly, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes.With a forceful shove, Gavin pushed her down, his movements rough and unrelenting. He yanked her pajama pants, leapt from the water, and pinned her beneath him."Ugh!" Laura gasped as her head slammed against the hard floor, a sharp crack echoing in t
"Did you know? He really likes Phoebe," she murmured softly.Titan, lying silently like a loyal listener, rested his head on his paws."I'm so jealous of Phoebe," she whispered to herself. "If only he could like me, even just a little."But deep down, she knew Gavin would never look at her the way he did Phoebe. She tried to console herself: As long as he doesn't hate me, that's enough.Is he back now?What does he do out there every day?She had only overheard bits and pieces from the butler—her brother seemed to be involved in something akin to the mafia. But what exactly was the mafia? She wasn't entirely sure.Brushing off the grass from her clothes, she stood up. "I should head back now, Titan. I'll come visit you again when I can!"She coaxed Titan back into his cage. He whimpered in protest, reluctantly stepping into the enclosure and laying down, his sorrowful gaze fixed on Laura. He wished she wouldn't leave."Goodbye," Laura said, waving reluctantly. She gave Titan one last
After Gavin left, Astor didn't follow him. Instead, he walked toward the group of arrogant men who had been causing trouble moments before, raising his gun without hesitation."We're sorry! We're sorry! We were wrong!" they knelt, pleading desperately for their lives."Yes! We were wrong! We didn't want to hurt her! Someone made us do it!"Hearing this, Astor's hand paused. His voice was cold as ice."Speak. Who was it?"The men, thinking they might have a chance to live, scrambled to respond."She's called Sheridan!""Yes! We just overheard it, but that's the name we caught!"Astor's eyes darkened.A moment later, piercing screams shattered the stillness of the night, one after another, painting the air with an eerie tension.***At the hospital."Save her!" A frantic male voice echoed through the hallway.Blood streamed down Phoebe's legs in an alarming volume, staining Gavin's clothes entirely red.Doctors rushed out, quickly placing her on a stretcher and pushing her into the oper
On the other side, a burly man grabbed Phoebe from the ground and barked an order to the others, "Take the body back.""Let me go!""Do you want to die too?!" the man snapped harshly. Ignoring Phoebe's struggles, he began dragging her away, but a man suddenly stepped in front of him."Get out of the way!" the burly man roared at the stranger.The dim lighting in the bar obscured the stranger's face, but not the bloodthirsty glint in his eyes."Let her go." The cold, commanding voice cut through the air like a knife.Gavin lowered his gaze to the disheveled Phoebe, his entire presence radiating lethal intent."Mind your own business!" the man growled impatiently."Boss, this guy doesn't look easy to deal with... Look, he's got a whole group of bodyguards with him," one of the lackeys murmured nervously, his eyes darting toward the stoic men standing behind Gavin."Useless fool! What's there to be scared of?!" the burly man bellowed, though his expression darkened.Years in the underwo
"Gordon, what's going on?""Don't ask questions now. I need to get you out of here!"Before Gordon could finish speaking, a group of burly men suddenly appeared, surrounding both him and Phoebe, leaving no escape."What do you want?" Gordon positioned himself protectively in front of Phoebe, his gaze fixed on the men with a wary intensity.He had to shield his sister. It was his fault she was in danger, and he wouldn't allow anything to happen to her."Escape? You think it's that easy? The five million we gave you wasn't charity!""Keep the money. Just let her go!" Gordon shouted desperately at the men."Hahaha," the leader of the group laughed mockingly, as if Gordon had just told the best joke. "Do you think this is a place you can walk in and out of as you please?""If any of you dare touch her, I'll fight you to the death!" Gordon roared, his voice like a feral animal's, his desperation evident."Save your breath. You can't even save yourself, let alone someone else."Fueled by ra
As soon as Phoebe stepped through the front door, she heard the phone ringing in the living room."Phoebe, answer the phone! I'm busy in the kitchen!" Hermosa called out, poking her head out briefly."Okay, Mom, I'll get it..." Phoebe replied, quickly swapping her shoes and hurrying to the phone. The moment she picked up, her brother's voice came through the line.Phoebe froze, thinking she must have heard wrong."Hello, Gordon?" she asked, puzzled. He was supposed to be in rehab. Why would he be calling her out of the blue?"Phoebe, you have to come help me!" Gordon's voice was strained, filled with pain."What's going on?" Phoebe asked, worry creeping into her tone."I'm trapped at a bar, surrounded by some..."Phoebe gripped the phone tightly, her heart racing. "How did this happen? Aren't you supposed to be in drug rehabilitation center? Why are you at a bar?""Phoebe, there's no time to explain! Just come and help me!"Gordon quickly rattled off the location—a seedy underground b
That evening, after returning home, Phoebe took a quick shower and collapsed into bed, exhausted. She tried not to dwell on the events of the day. Instead, she picked up her phone and called Alexander. She longed to hear his voice, even if just for a few words."Phoebe, missing me already?"The deep, magnetic voice from the phone instantly eased her tense body."Yes," she answered softly, letting her feelings flow naturally."What did you do today?" Alexander asked in a gentle tone, leaning back on his sofa."I went to the supermarket," Phoebe replied in a soft voice."And?""Uh, slept? Ate? Watched TV?""So, you're still my little lazy pig?""I am not!" she retorted with a pout, her tone turning playful, almost coquettish.Moments like these reminded her that their conversations could be as casual and sweet as any other couple's.They talked for a long time, exchanging simple words that filled her heart with warmth. Eventually, Phoebe hung up reluctantly. She didn't mention the event
Just as the car hurtled toward her, a voice full of panic and fear rang out. "Watch out!" In the next moment, a pair of strong arms pulled Phoebe aside. The car barely missed her by a hair's breadth. The young man who had suddenly appeared held her tightly, his breathing uneven as he stood protectively in front of her. Normally composed and image-conscious, Werner was now furiously yelling at the car. "Are you blind?!" he shouted. Turning back to Phoebe, his tone softened with concern. "Hey, are you okay?" But before she could respond, he scolded her. "Why didn't you dodge? Are you an idiot? Don't you know how dangerous that was?" His voice was sharp, but the lingering fear in his eyes betrayed his worry. "If I hadn't been following you, who knows what could have happened? Just thinking about it scares me." Werner had been visiting his uncle in Meadowville when he spotted her walking alone.Without a second thought, he'd gotten out of the car and trailed behind her,