CHAPTER 9 KIAN’S POV Three days–that’s how long it’s been since Leslie worked up the nerve to walk out of our home. As a businessman, a few hours is enough for me to get over losses, as only a fool will continuously mourn a loss when he should be moving on to the next best opportunity to make up
“It’s nothing. Work has just been stressful lately and being alone in silence helps me relax and think.” I reply. I feel her warm hands grab my shoulder as she massages it slowly. Back when Beverly was my girlfriend, every single touch from her excited me but now, I feel nothing. “You are all tens
CHAPTER TENLESLIE’S POVMy shock at Travis' claim is evident, in the way my jaw slacks and the way my eyes go beyond their normal size. I stare at him and he in turn continues to stare at the card like he is just seeing it for the first time. Perhaps, the realization that he is familiar with the on
Travis is speechless for the next few seconds, staring deeply at me while I squirm under his intense gaze and hoping he will just take my word for it and leave Kian out of all this. After a long period of stretched silence, Travis nods. “Fine, I won’t tell Kian anything.” I heave a sigh of relief.
CHAPTER ELEVEN LESLIE’S POV I take a step to the back when the man wheels himself forward again, getting even closer into my personal space than he already was. Looking to Travis for help in that moment doesn’t help one bit because he also has the same look of confusion written in clear lines all
“Your mother was a good woman…I fell in love with her despite our differences. I visited the club every time just to see her. I should have controlled myself knowing what we had would be frowned upon by the public and my family but I couldn’t. I loved Chloe too much to give her up.” “I…we…” he see
CHAPTER TWELVE KIAN’S POV I have been shamelessly and obsessively counting the days since Leslie left. That’s why I don’t need to look at the calendar to know it’s been seven days. Leslie has been gone for an entire week with no single trace left behind for me to track. The Hotel that provided t
Leslie always wears dull colors, colors that draw little to no attention to her as a secretary because she shouldn’t stand out. She never fights to stand out and does her job effectively. I open my eyes and that perfect image of her disappears. I sigh, asking myself if I am slowly going crazy. A
CHAPTER 77 [ The Prettiest Thing ] ~TRAVIS~ Heat spread from my cock to the rest of my body at the slow, deliberate way Sophie swallowed me into her mouth. She hasn’t started moving—yet—but the mere feeling of her taking me entirely in that small mouth had me burning hot. The hand that had been
CHAPTER 76 [ Slutty Thing ] ~TRAVIS~ Sophie crawled to me on all fours, slowly, with all of the flair of a large cat noiselessly stalking its prey. Her eyes held mine in a tempting trance, lips slightly parted like breathing through her nose wasn’t enough for her. Before she started crawling ov
CHAPTER 75 [ On Your Hands and Knees ] ~SOPHIE~ Travis was losing, and he was losing badly. He sat across from me, all broad shoulders and clenched jaw, down to just his shirt and a pair of snug black boxers that had absolutely no business looking that good on anyone. Meanwhile, I was still fully
CHAPTER 74 [ Adult Games ] ~SOPHIE~ Two days! Travis said he’d give me two days! But he’s only been physically present—his mind might as well be back in his office. It was the weekend—a damn Sunday for that matter—but it didn’t even seem like it. I paced the length of the hotel room, glaring at
CHAPTER 73 [ The Angelic Stepsister ] ~ELAINE~ (3) THREE WEEKS AGO Freedom was within my reach. For the first time in years, the chains binding me to that house, to that family, were loosening. I could almost taste it. I had done it. I had convinced Travis to marry me, to offer me the one t
CHAPTER 72 [The Golden Boy ] ~ELAINE~ (2) Trigger Warning: This chapter contains depictions of abuse that may be distressing to some readers. ONE YEAR AGO The house was silent, as it always was when Jac orchestrated his games. No stepmother barking orders, no father pacing the halls. Not even t
CHAPTER 71 [My Tormentor ] ~ELAINE~ (1) Somebody save me. The words echoed in my head as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My fingers tightened around my phone, the edges biting into my skin as if the pain could pull me out of the suffocating misery that hung over me heavily My hair, once
CHAPTER 70 [ Hearts-to-Hearts ] ~SOPHIE~ If you had asked me when I was ten years old what my greatest wish was, I would’ve said it was to live alone with my father. No stepmother finding new ways to torment me, no stepbrother hovering like a vulture—just me and my dad. I even prayed about it, e
CHAPTER 69 [ His Morals ] ~JUSTIN~ (1) I’ve never been anyone’s first choice. . No matter how hard I tried, Jac always had the spotlight. He was the golden boy, the prodigy, the one with all the medals and accolades. Meanwhile, I was the kid bringing home crayon sketches and piano recitals that