ADAM'S POV'What are you doing here?' I asked authoritatively.I could see her bare body from her transparent nightgown and she was fucking sexy as hell.I managed to tear my gaze away from her body and looked at her face. I could see the fear written on her face, but she masked it up with a tough facade.'I came to see you,' she said with a small voice.'What for?' I asked, trying so hard to mask my desires from my voice. Even her perfume was sexy as fuck.'I just wanted to check up on you, that's all,' she lied with a dismissive voice.I let my suspicion show on my face. 'You saw me a few hours ago. Why do you want to see me again? Tell me, why are you here?' I asked, obviously not believing her lies.She gave a loud sigh, visibly tired of her lies.'Promise you won't get mad at me,' She said.'I don't make promises. What brought you here Elizabeth?' I questioned authoritatively, tired of her games and walking dangerously close to her.'Okay, fine. Remember when you said I needed t
ELIZABETH'S POV ‘I don't want to lead you on, Elizabeth. No matter what you do today, I'm not going to fuck you,' He said as a matter of fact.I sighed inwardly and took the dildo from him. I knew I was ignorant about anything related to sex, but I wasn't about to give up that easily. I took the dildo from his hands and pushed it inside my opening.Seriously Elizabeth? Do you want to be disvirgined with a dildo? I look at him and watch him look at me with a grin.'You haven't done this before, have you?' He asked curiously almost with a smirk.I sigh again. This was harder than I expected it to be. I couldn't afford to lie because he still would find out.'I haven't. I'm a virgin,' I said and his eyes lit in pure surprise.'Wait, what? You're a virgin? I was asking if you had used a dildo before, but this information is new to me.' He said angrily.'Why didn't you tell me? I could have hurt you or done something that could traumatise you,' He said as a matter of fact.'But you didn't
ADAM'S POVI walked dangerously close to her, with every intent of fucking her. I had a mental call as I remembered she hadn't read my rules and regulations. The last thing I wanted to do was to shock her.I don't want to lead you on, Elizabeth. No matter what you do today, I'm not going to fuck you,' I said making her surprised and angry at the same time.She looked visibly frustrated and took the dildo from me, pushing it fast inside her opening. I chuckled inwardly as she looked visibly confused. She didn't know she was with an electric dildo. With it not being charged, it was just a random useless toy.I looked at her with a grin.'You haven't done this before, have you?' I asked with a smirk. She must have never used a toy to please herself before.She sighed and admitted. 'I haven't. I'm a virgin,' she said and my eyeballs almost left the socket.'Wait, what? You're a virgin? I was asking if you had used a dildo before, but this information is new to me.' I said angrily. I could
ELIZABETH'S POV'Do you want to know why I enjoy sex the Way I do? I know you're curious,' He said when I entered his room the next day.I did thought of that the previous night, but I wasn’t about to let him have all the fun. 'No. I assumed you would tell me.' I lied, staring at him squarely in the face.'I know when you are lying. But I’ll tell you anyway.' He said with a painful smile.'I was sexually molested as a child. I don't want you to imagine it in a pitiful way of an elderly woman raping a little child. Imagine a little child taking pleasure in being sexually assaulted and choked and gagged by his school teacher. She would always call me to her office touch me and chain me to her desk. Then, she would flog me with a whip until I bent on my knees and worshipped her. To be fair, I didn't consider it as molesting. I enjoyed everything she willingly offered to me.' He continued with a smile.'She taught me different things in so many styles. Everything I know and enjoy now, it'
ADAM'S POV'Somehow, letting everything out was better than I expected it to be. I swallowed my saliva before I thought, going down the memories lane. 'I was sexually molested as a child. I don't want you to imagine it in a pitiful way of an elderly woman raping a little child. Imagine a little child taking pleasure in being sexually assaulted and choked and gagged by his school teacher. She would always call me to her office touch me and chain me to her desk. Then, she would flog me with a whip until I bent on my knees and worshipped her. To be fair, I didn't consider it as molesting. I enjoyed everything she willingly offered to me.' I continued with a smile. I could still remember her face as she touched me.'She taught me different things in so many styles. Everything I know and enjoy now, it's all thanks to her,' I finish off, grinning. I couldn't tell her how unbearable it was.'I'm so sorry you had to go through that as a child.' She said with pity.'Don't feel bad for me. I
ELIZABETH'S POVHis hands roamed over my body while he lowered himself to me. I braced myself for any hash or painful feeling, but I got none. My heart kept racing and I kept feeling antsy about his next moves.'Hey, hey, hey, your heart is racing. Is anything wrong?' He asked, genuinely concerned.'I'm scared. I know that you said you enjoy BDSM, but I haven't done something like that before. I don't know what to expect and I'm scared it will be painful.' I said tearfully.'Look Elizabeth. This is your first time and I'll try my best to make it as memorable as it can be. But you can't keep drawing us back. Don't be scared. I promise not to harm you,' He said and led me to the bed. That did nothing to pacify my rising heartbeat as my heart continued to escalate.'You'll be fine. Do you trust me?' He asked, looking into my eyes. I should say no. I don't trust him at all. I'm here for my revenge and nothing more. But... The way he looks at me, searching for trust, any emotion that will
ADAM'S POVMy hands roamed over her body while I lowered myself into her. I feel her heart skyrocket and beat abnormally. Her body tensed up as I continued to touch her, and somehow, it turned me off.'Hey, hey, hey, your heart is racing. Is anything wrong?' I asked, genuinely concerned.'I'm scared. I know that you said you enjoy BDSM, but I haven't done something like that before. I don't know what to expect and I'm scared it will be painful.' She said with her eyes glittering with tears.'Look Elizabeth. This is your first time and I'll try my best to make it as memorable as it can be. But you can't keep drawing us back. Don't be scared. I promise not to harm you,' I said and led her back to the bed. That did nothing to pacify her rising heartbeat as his body remained stiff. I knew that if I needed her to have sex, I needed to make her trust me.'You'll be fine. Do you trust me?' He asked, looking into my eyes.'Yes, I trust you,' she said genuinely, staring at my face. I heaved a
RICHARD'S POVIt has been three days since I last saw my brother. I couldn't understand what was going on. Adam was obsessed with me and practically checked up on me every day.'Is Adam in town?' I asked one of my spies. 'Yes, Boss. He is in his room,' He answered me.'Is he sick or something? I've not seen him for long,' I questioned inquisitively.'No. He is with a woman and gave orders not to be disturbed.' He answered again.That wasn't possible. The Adam I knew loved and cherished me more than any woman. 'Do you know this woman in question?' I asked, my interest piqued.'I don't know myself and no one has been able to get in or out of his room, but rumours have it that it may be your mistress,' He said.What? Elizabeth? That couldn't be true. Adam couldn't have been sleeping with someone he brought for me. I almost laughed and shook off the idea from my head, but I remember how clingy they were when they both came to see me that day. I remember the way he looked at her like she w
Adam’s POVI sat in the study room, tired from checking the business file and reached for the television's remote.I pressed a button and the television came on. I was watching the news and I returned to reading the documents.The second I heard the name Clayridge on the news ticker, I stopped breathing.I stood frozen, my eyes locked on the television screen like it held the keys to the next war.A riot. At Clayridge.I didn’t need to wait for confirmation.My gut knew before my brain did.Richard was gone."Confirmed reports that Mafia suspect Richard Mitch, elder brother to the notorious underworld figure Adam Mitch, escaped the facility early this morning along with six other inmates..."Notorious? Oh damn it.I never went above my own lane and I was making the news because of Richard.The voice of the news anchor turned to static in my ears. I saw the headline. I saw the flames. The chaos. The confusion on the guards’ faces. It all looked staged. Because it was.I’d know Richard’
Elizabeth’s POVThe first time I pressed the panic button in the elevator, I wasn’t panicking. I was just curious how long it would take for them to get to me.I counted slowly and when it got to none seconds, I got my answer.Eight men came charging into the hallway, guns drawn. One of them even barked my name like I was under attack.But I wasn’t.I just needed proof. Proof that this place had stopped being a house a long time ago.Now, it was a cage. Pretty curtains didn’t hide the bars. I wasn't locked up. I was free but I was sick and tired of staying put in this house.I didn’t bother apologizing. I just walked past the guards and headed toward the basement. Their footsteps followed, but I didn’t look back. I kept walking, down the staircase, past the secured corridor with fingerprint locks, straight to the cell where Corinth was held.She sat on the floor like a dead person with her head leaned back against the wall.Somehow I felt pity for her, but I was still mad she had trie
Lily's POVI didn’t talk to Lance during the whole flight. I didn’t have to. He didn’t expect me to.We sat in silence, an ocean between us despite sitting only one seat apart. In one hand he swirled a whiskey glass slowly. I had nothing. Not even sleep. I hated that I was in this position.When we landed in the States, I braced for the worst. I thought I would be taken directly to some basement then given a gun, a file and told to clean up someone else’s mess. Or even killed. But instead, Lance handed me a manila folder.Inside were fake credentials. It had given me a new name so I could not be easily tracked. New background. I was officially now Samantha Carson, federal corrections officer, Clayridge Maximum Security Prison.My stomach twisted."What is this?" I asked.Lance didn’t smile. "Your clean slate. Your one final task."I really didn't want to and I complained. "This isn’t what I do."Lance picked up and did not care. "You do now."I stared at the folder again. One of the d
Lily's POVJosh propped back on the couch, half-squinting, with sweat beaded on his brow.He took his phone from his pocket and texted someone before returning his gaze to me.“I asked you a question,” he said. His voice went deeper.“No, I didn't,” I said. He looked relieved.“So, he's blackmailing you. Why?” He asked.“Because I shot my friend. Yes, I shot Elizabeth and ran,” I confessed.“Lily,” Josh called in disbelief. “So, it was you?”“I don't know if she's dead. I checked the news. There's no record of her death. It was selfish of me, but I didn't kill her. I know that,” I said.It didn't make sense to me, but I didn't want to cry in front of him.He stared at me. None of us broke eye contact. Then the knock came.Josh sat up and pointed to the door. "That's him. Let him in."I opened it quickly to find a lanky man with a box of supplies tucked under one arm. His scruffy beard and bleary eyes belied the crispness of the white gloves he donned as he entered.“I can’t believe yo
Lily's POVThe gun didn’t move. It remained pointed toward Josh’s head.My heart raced as I leapt between them, my arms outstretched. My voice cracked, but I pushed the words out. "What do you want?"The man laughed and cocked his head, as if I’d just asked the dumbest question in the world. His lips curled slowly in a cruel smile. "It’s easy. You should have guessed it."I gulped.“You did better than I hoped bringing him here,” the man said.“You sent that message?” I asked, and he smiled.Josh sat up, and the man ticked his fingers warning him not to move.“Lily, what in the hell is happening?” Josh asked.“You'll know soon enough,” the man answered.The soft click from the black SUV behind the man caught our attention.My heart began to race. Its headlights blinked. The doors released with a muffled thump. I froze, a chill wrapping around my back.The driver's door opened.No. Please, God, no. Don't let it be him.But it was him. The first thing that hit my eye was his polished sh
Lily's POVMy scream was loud and sharp as the closet door flew open. I didn’t think. I just reacted. I shot my fist out and into a man’s face with a sickening thud. The figure reeled back, groaning."Ow! Lily, what the hell!"Josh’s voice pierced through my mind and I opened my eyes. My heart sank the second I saw who I hit."Josh?" I asked.He held his nose with his left hand, and rubbed the spot. "Yeah, it’s me. You throw one hell of a punch. What was that?"I stumbled out of the closet, still shaking. "Jesus. Don't scare me like that. I thought you were him. I heard him. He called my name. I swear he was here.”Josh glanced around the room, his face turning a bit red. He moved fast, checking the windows, every corner, under the bed, behind the door.“There's no one here now,” he said.He glanced at me then, the concern carved deep into his face. “That’s it. I’m done playing defense.”He pulled out his phone and called someone. In less than an hour, a locksmith came and changed eve
Lily's POVJosh’s eyes were wide open; He gazed at me. It was too late, yet I turned aside."What was that?" he inquired in a low but cordial tone.I quickly got up and stuffed the phone in my pocket. "Nothing. Just an old picture."He didn’t blink. “You looked nice. Almost like a whole different person.’With trembling palms, I backed toward the sink and pretended to be occupied with a cup of water. "You need to rest. You’re not supposed to think much.”Josh sat up slowly. He moved to the side and the machines beeped next to him. "Don’t do that. Don’t deflect.""I’m not," I muttered."You are. Talk to me."I spun around and gripped the edge of the counter. My voice shook. "I can’t. Not now."He sighed and reclined back into the pillow. "Then don’t bother."I glanced at him, and swallowed. "Josh..."Gently, he looked into my eyes. “If you're not prepared to discuss it, that's fine. I’ll wait. I just want to know you’re safe. For me."I felt my knees buckle a little and moved closer to
Lily's POV"Move! Get out of the way!" I yelled.I didn’t know my own voice as I yelled at the standstill traffic, weaving in and out of cars, blowing every light.I had my fingers locked on the steering wheel. Josh lay next to me, hunched over with blood from his scalp running onto his shirt. His breathing was shallow.“ Josh, you need to stay with me. Just keep breathing. Please,” I begged as I drove.He groaned softly. That sound gave me just enough hope to bury the throttle deeper. The hospital sign eventually appeared, glowing like a beacon through my haze of panic.I parked like a lunatic, half on the sidewalk, and jumped out of the car. "Help! Somebody, please, help me!"Two nurses and a doctor ran outside. They saw the blood and got a stretcher."Head trauma. I don’t know what else,” I said, my voice trembling. "He was attacked. Outside our apartment."They loaded him in. My heart was pounding in my ears, I staggered behind, trying to catch up.The emergency room was a disaste
Lily’s POVThe scream came out of me before I even knew what I was seeing.There he was at the window.That same hooded man, lingering outside in the shadows, staring at me. Just standing there. I could feel his eyes piercing through the glass and through me, even though his face was dark.Josh leaped off the sofa as if a defibrillator had struck him by accident. "Lily! What—"I pointed, my voice breaking. "The window! He's there! Look!"Josh sprinted toward me, looking at where I pointed. But when he turned, the man had disappeared from the window.“He was just standing there,” I gasped as I retreated. My legs trembled and my skin tingled all over.Josh looked around the street below. Then he noticed something. His brow furrowed as he leaned in closer. His fingers moved deliberately toward the windowpane. "Lily... there's a crack."I rushed to his side.And there it was.A narrow, ragged line had ripped its way across the glass. Right in the center.Then I saw the note.Stuck to the