I woke up with the pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent except for my heavy breathing and a beeping sound from the machines in the hospital. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in an attempt to clearly see the blurry image in front of me. I felt something on my head, moved my hands up to feel it, and winced when the needle in my arm pricked me. "Alexa, you are awake,” said the voice of my father, who was standing by my bed now. “How are you feeling?" he added. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?” “I'm fine, dad, thank you,” I managed to say, my voice sounding dry and hoarse. My father turned around and brought me a cup of water. "Sorry, dear, have some water. I will tell Carl to bring you some food. You must be hungry,” my father said. He went out and came back soon afterwards and started fussing about how I was feeling, and the doctor was also summoned. I looked at my father fussing over me, and warmth flowed into my heart. I knew my
3rd Person POVIn the underground basement of the Jones family mansion, Daniel was lying on a bed, unconscious, with bandages around his head. Mr. Jones walked through the door, looking at the sleeping man, and turned to his personal doctor. “It's been 3 days; why is he not awake?” he asked, with a hint of impatience. “He should be awake any moment from now, sir; all his vitals are okay, and he's not in danger. I can wake him up if you're in a hurry,” Dr. Martin answered respectfully. He had come to know after being with Mr. Jones for a while, that, even though he may look like a calm, peace loving person, he wasn't one to be trifled with. He prayed a silent prayer for this foolish young man who didn't know what was good for him and hurt Alexa. Everyone working under Mr. Alan knows that even though he doesn't show it, his daughter Alexa is the center of his universe, and from the marks on her fair wrists, her swollen cheeks, cuts on her forehead, and bruises on his boss's beloved d
Five days later, the Cooper family mansion received a huge gift box on their doorstep. Daniel, who couldn't even tell what was real and what was fake, was put into a big box and delivered to the Cooper family mansion with a note from the Jones family head that read, “The Cooper family must change their heir or disappear from Millennium City." Grandfather Cooper looked at his eldest grandson and realized that he had stepped on some big toes. He felt angry at this blatant disregard for the Cooper family name, but realized there was nothing he could do anyway. The Cooper family was not the Jones family's match, and he could only swallow the bitter pill. After their family doctor checked Daniel and pronounced that he was “losing his grip on sanity,” grandfather Cooper made arrangements for Daniel to be sent out of the country for psychiatric treatment, and during the next shareholder meeting, Lawrence was promoted to president of Cooper Industries with the excuse that Daniel traveled a
Alexa bid her father goodbye at the airport, and they shared a heartwarming hug. The announcement echoed through the air, and the chatter of people in different languages filled the atmosphere as travelers rushed to check in. Alexa got in line, waving at her father one last time, and made her way through security to her designated gate. ~~~ On an Italian flight bound for Ivory City, Morgan Wright got down from the famous Wright Airlines, a subsidiary of the Wright Corporation. Wright Airlines is a luxury airline that serves over 150 destinations throughout the world and has large and spacious first class cabins that boast elegance and luxurious decor. The carefully selected attendants gave their passengers world class services, and the many amazing services like celebrity chef signature dishes, designer sleep suits, luxury duvets, and Dior amenities kits given to passengers made it so that customers experienced the highest level of comfortability and luxury. Morgan was feeling an
“Are you okay, miss?” asked Morgan in his smooth and velvety voice. He had noticed all her little actions. Alexa was in a trance, looking at Morgan in a daze, until he waved his hands in front of her. She held the hand swaying in front of her and blocking her view of this adonis in place. Her fingers grazed his calloused fingers, sending tremors through her body. She opened her mouth to speak, feeling embarrassed by her blatant stare and hugging him earlier. “I'm sorry I mistook you for someone. I was..." "Get away from him!” said Peter, who had just returned and witnessed the scene of Alexa holding his boss's hand and roughly pushing her away from him. "Sorry, sir, are you okay?” Peter asked and proceeded to take out wet wipes from his pocket and handed them to Morgan, who also started wiping his hands and threw them into the trash can. Morgan was a clean freak; he liked wiping his hands at regular intervals, making Peter always carry a wet wipe along. “I didn't know something u
ALEXA POV “Welcome to Ivory City, my dear, favorite niece,” my uncle said, pulling me in for a hug. “Very funny; I thought I was your only niece,” I said, pulling out my tongue and making fun of my uncle. I had finally found him talking on the phone after I dragged my suitcase away in anger from that arrogant jerk. You can imagine my annoyance when some flight attendants I passed were whispering about how handsome he was and how wonderful it would feel to be his woman. One said he's so hot and that he was more handsome than all her handsome celebrity male crushes combined. Another said it was a shame that he didn't like women and was gay. One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression
I stood in front of the mirror and took a final look at my appearance. I was dressed in a stunning sleeveless red backless bodycon dress that hugged my figure perfectly, showing all my curves, and was paired with elegant black heels. A delicate golden heart-shaped pendant adorned my neck, with the gem resting gracefully between my perky breasts. My hair was styled in a chic ponytail with curls at the ends, with a few curly tendrils framing my face. I had applied light makeup, accentuating my features, and sported a bold red lipstick to complete the look. I walked out of the room satisfied and ready to have fun. On reaching the living room, I saw Elise sitting on the couch, looking like a hot mess with her purple colored hair in a bob cut. She was wearing a short black leather skirt with a light shade of purple club top, black boots, smokey eye makeup, and her lips painted in a dark red color. “And who the hell allowed this crazy girl in here? Elise or whatever you call yourself, get
I walked towards Elise, and she yanked me away as if she was fleeing from the devil. She held my hands in a strong grip, pulling me from the entrance, making our way through the crowds of people, and finally letting go of me after we sat down in a private booth. "Hey, what was that for?” I asked, looking at Elise, to explain her strange behaviour. "Alexa, why did you say that to him? Do you know him?” Elise asked, her voice barely above a whisper, and then looked around in fear, as if checking if it was safe to talk. I looked at her with question marks written all over my face. She saw my confusion, leaned in close to my ears, and said in a low voice, “He is the definition of a devil's incarnate. He's violent, cruel, and vicious, and rumours have it that he hates women the most. He can kill without batting an eye. Even though most of the big shots in Ivory City would always try to please him and seem friendly to him on the surface, they avoid stepping on his toes at all costs bec
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her. He groaned in pleasure and continued his onslaught, fucking the daylights out of her. Jessica was a moaning mess and was asking for more. His one was fisted into her hair and grabbing a fistful of it, and his other hand was pressed onto her back and kept her in place, riding her roughly and thrusting in and out with no hint of gentleness. “Yes fuck! Such a good slut! Your slutty pussy grips me so well,” Scott moaned out in pleasure as he got close to his orgasm. His groans increased, and his breathing also became heavier as he went in and out of her faster and faster, plunging deeper wit
Author POV When Alexa woke up, it was late in the afternoon. She knew Morgan would have left by now. She stretched her sore body and saw the obvious lovemaking marks on her body and blushed at the memory of Morgan and her having the best sex of her life on the deck of the yacht. Under the dark night sky, their naked bodies molded as one, and the feeling was so intense that the heat that kept intensifying within their tangled bodies felt nothing against the cold sea breeze. She saw a bouquet of red roses on the side of the bed, and her smile widened as she walked towards it. “When did he prepare all of these?” She mumbled to herself and took a whiff of the fragrant flowers, smiling from ear to ear. Seeing a note sticking out, she pulled it out and read the words out loud. “Wait for me, Kitten, and don't forget to miss me. The card is yours. It's unlimited, just like my love for you. - MW” Alexa blushed at how cheesy he sounded, and she noticed the black card tucked between the bloo
Author's POV Alexa smiled contentedly, breathing in the salty air of the beach as she and Morgan walked side by side along the beach with their fingers intertwined. They were walking barefoot on the sand, and the gentle waves brushed against their feet. After leaving the amusement park, they had gone for a cruise in one of the yachts Morgan owned. The yacht was huge, and both its exterior and interior design were top-notch; it screamed timeless luxury. It had a range of deck spaces for relaxation and entertainment and about fifteen spacious rooms with their private bathrooms, and it even had a hot tub to top it off. They had had their dinner on the yacht and had an intimate time in the hot tub. After that, Morgan suggested coming ashore to walk along the beach and just enjoy the night as the sky blended into the endless blue sea. She did not know the sea looked so beautiful at night. She couldn't help but notice how thoughtful Morgan had been the entire day. It made her think of t
Author's POV Morgan carried Alexa into the bedroom and gently placed her on her feet. “Wait here for me; I will just take off my suit and help you clean up,” he said and proceeded into the closet without Alexa’s response. She blushed in embarrassment when her brain processed what he had just said. Did he want to help her bathe? She was still daydreaming when Morgan approached her, twirled and tied up her pigtails, making them into a bun on each side of her hair, and then he proceeded to take off her apron and begin to unbutton her shirt. Alexa held his hand in reflex, her face as red as a tomato. 'It was broad daylight, and he was going about undressing and touching her like that.' “I... I can do it myself,” she stammered flusteredly. Morgan raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a mischievous smirk on his face. “What are you shy of? I've seen everything already,” he said domineeringly with a devious grin on his face before tugging on her clothes slightly, making her fall on
Author's POV After sitting in the back seat of his car, he directed the chauffeur to take him to the mansion on the outskirts of the city where he had taken Alexa. He had built that place to show to Yvvone 16 years ago. Yvonne was someone who likes quiet places. She had always expressed how she wished she could raise a family with him and their children away from the hustle and bustle in the city. He had been planning to bring her there to propose to her on their 1st anniversary, only for that incident to happen. "Sir, I don't think the trip can be pushed back again; your presence is needed for everything to go on as planned,” Enzo said, disrupting Morgan from his thoughts. He was aware that he had been delaying his trip to Italy multiple times because of Alexa; he would have loved to take her along with him, but he knew she wouldn't agree. Besides, he couldn't take Alexa along to most of the meetings he would be attending due to some of the subjects they would be discussin
Author's POV The main Wright mansion, The maids who were doing their normal housekeeping chores couldn't help but freeze in their movements, their lively chatter dying down and bowing their heads in respect. The old master was not feeling so well, and he had retired to his room, so some of them had been chattering away and had even forgotten to behave. Everything happened like a scene in a movie that was being shown in slow motion. The heavy doors had been pushed open, and it was followed by a gust of chilly air. It was as if winter itself accompanied his presence, plunging the mansion into an eerie silence. It was so quiet that only his crisp and confident footsteps could be heard. Even though his footsteps were light, to them it felt as if they were the loud drums that were played in ancient times before an execution took place. With his perfectly tailored suit flawlessly hugging his body that was as tall as a pine tree, added with his physique and bulging biceps that even
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa had thought her first time tasting a cock in her life would make her stomach churn or that she would retch out her guts, but instead, she felt her mouth become watery as her saliva began to flow. His grunts of approval combined with his masculine scent and the taste of his cock gave rise to an overwhelming desire within her. The feeling of his cock moving back and forth between her lips was such a turn-on and oddly satisfying. She had thought she would chicken out within a few seconds, but everything felt so exciting for her that she even allowed her mouth to be slightly ajar so that she could swirl her tongue around his cock. This action of hers made him shudder in response as he groaned in pleasure, making his hold on her head tighten. He plunged his cock deeper into her mouth until it hit her throat, making her gag. She looked up at him through her lashes,
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa held her breath in anticipation of what he would do next. But she didn't expect him to brush his thumb on her inner thighs in slow strokes and not get to the main spot, and even though she knew it had just been a few seconds ago when he started, it felt like it was forever already when his fingers continued to stroke the same spot over and over again. Before she knew what she was doing, she had impatiently grabbed his hand and placed it directly on her already throbbing pussy. When he looked up at her with a feigned surprise look on his face and tried to take his hand away, she clamped her legs together to trap his hand between that spot between her legs. She began to grind her legs together for more friction and gasped at how good it felt. She didn't know she could be this shameless and wanton. This was what happened when he refused to use those damn fi
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Morgan held both of Alexa's hands above her head and continued to kiss her with wild passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting every nook and cranny, sucking and nibbling on her sweet lips that tasted like aged fine wine that he was getting drunk in. Alexa, on the other hand, was going crazy with the need that was rising in her body. Why was he only kissing her and not touching her? Mind you, it wasn't because she wasn't enjoying the kiss. No, no, that was far from it because whatever he was doing with his tongue in her mouth as they exchanged their saliva was already making her feel weak in the knees. But she wanted more. For fucks sakes, she wanted his hands on her skin, touching her and making her feel good. She also wanted to touch him too and feel his abs and scorching hot skin underneath her fingers. When they finally broke away from the kiss,