Suzanne’s pov:The sun hung high in the sky as Dominic and I boarded a sleek private boat, its white exterior gleaming under the golden rays.The sea was a dazzling blue, stretching infinitely, the waves gentle yet commanding as they lapped against the hull. The breeze played with my hair, whipping loose strands around my face, but I didn’t care.Every direction I turned, there was something breathtaking to see, the lush greenery of the island’s untouched forests, the secluded waterfalls tumbling into hidden pools, the pristine coves carved by nature’s patient hands.It felt like a dream.I lifted my camera and started taking pictures.I wanted to capture every moment, every stunning view. But every time I lowered the lens, I caught Dominic watching me. Not the scenery. Me.His gaze was unreadable, and intense, like he was memorizing me instead of the paradise around us.It made my pulse race, but I refused to acknowledge it.The staff had arranged for stops at various locations, an
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene, with cuffs and foreplay. If you do not want to indulge in such, please skip this chapter.Suzanne's pov:“Come on,” he pulled me up and wrapped his hand around my lower back, while his other hand fixed into mine. He spun me around like he was dancing, then scooped me up to his shoulders.Soon we were in his room.Then he left me to stand in place. Standing in front of me, he removed his clothes, slowly. His eyes fixed on me, not shifting his gaze for even a second.Thrilling me with his tight abs and broad chest, he then unbuttoned his trousers and rolled them alongside his pants. His cock fell out at first but before I could blink, I saw it standing firm.My eyes widened, as I could see the veins lined across his big, long, firm cock. “Do you love it?” he grinned as he walked closer to me. “Take off your clothes. Gently.” I nodded, biting my lip unconsciously, my fingers found their way to removing my pyjamas. When I was left with my br
Dominic’s pov:The first thing I became aware of was warmth. A soft, steady warmth pressed against me, moving in sync with my breathing.Then came the scent, something light and sweet, a mixture of vanilla and the faintest trace of salt from the ocean air. It wrapped around me, pulling me from the depths of sleep.And then, I felt her.Suzanne was in my arms, her bare skin flush against mine, her body perfectly moulded to me as if she belonged there.The silken strands of her hair spilt over my chest, a few loose curls tickling my skin as she stirred slightly but didn’t wake.Her lips were slightly parted, her breathing slow and even, her fingers still resting lightly against my stomach where she had unknowingly held onto me throughout the night.I should move. I needed to move.But I couldn’t.I just lay there, my eyes tracing every delicate feature of her face.The soft curve of her cheek, the long dark lashes that fanned against her skin, the way her lips looked so utterly kissable
Suzanne’s pov:The morning air was thick with warmth, the scent of saltwater drifting in from the open balcony doors. Sunlight spilt into the room, casting golden hues over the tangled sheets and the man standing by the railing.Dominic.His robe hung loosely over his shoulders, his dark hair still mussed from sleep.There was tension in the way he stood, hands gripping the balcony railing, his shoulders tight, as if bracing himself against something unseen. He hadn’t said much since waking up, and barely even looked at me.A part of me wanted to reach out, to ask him what was wrong, but I hesitated. Maybe I was afraid of the answer.Instead, I forced myself out of bed, pulling the sheets around me before slipping into the silk robe I had discarded the night before.My body ached in places I had long forgotten. I hadn't felt this kind of pleasure, but more than that, there was an ache in my chest.A dangerous, unspoken thing that I didn’t dare give a name to.I stepped toward the ope
Dominic’s pov:After breakfast, I excused myself and made my way down to the private beach.The sand was cool beneath my bare feet, the waves rolling in with rhythmic consistency. It should have been soothing, but my mind was a battlefield. Every breath I took felt heavier, as though the weight of what I was about to hear had already settled over me.The waves crashed against the shore, their rhythmic roar drowning out the thoughts hammering through my skull.The sun was climbing higher, casting its golden glow across the vast, endless blue sea, but I barely noticed. My feet sank into the warm sand as I walked farther away from the villa, my grip tightening around my phone.I needed space. I needed control. Most of all, I needed answers.Pressing the phone to my ear, I waited for the line to connect. The second I heard the click, I didn’t waste time. “Tell me everything.”Ford’s voice came through, tense and clipped.“We’ve confirmed it’s Tavon.He intercepted Kai at school. Surveil
Tavon’s pov:The warehouse was eerily silent, the dim light casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete walls.The only sound was the faint hum of the generator in the next room, a low, persistent drone that filled the empty space.The air was thick with the scent of oil and rust, a perfect backdrop for what this place had become, a prison.I walked toward the small room where the boy was kept, balancing a tray of food in one hand.The metal door creaked as I pushed it open, revealing the little brat curled in the corner, his tiny body trembling but his jaw set in defiance.His big, watery eyes snapped up to me, full of fear, full of hate.Good. Let him hate me. Hate would keep him quiet. Hate would keep him obedient.I set the tray down on the old wooden table in the centre of the room.The plate held a simple sandwich, a bottle of water beside it. He was a child, and a child needed to eat.“Eat,” I ordered, my voice devoid of emotion.Kai didn’t move.He only stared at me, his
Dominic's pov:“Ouu” she moaned. I paused for a second to observe her, she was losing patience and wanted my dick deep inside her.I grinned as she cried, “Dom please go faster… I… n…need you in me or I’ll go insane”. I bent her down and put my dick in her pussy. It was so wet and my dick slipped in sweetly. As I hit her deep inside, her moans became louder.“Ouu… Oh… Dom…” my left hand nibbled on her right nipples and I put my other hand on her throat, licking her neck from behind. I didn't even know this girl I was fucking, but I was going to make sure she could not walk well on her way out.She squirmed and longed for me, I knew I ignited a spark by licking her, it always made them tingle and gave me pleasure.“Say my name baby,” I whispered in her ear, creasing my demonic breath on her, making her squirm. “Dom…” My pace increased as I moved back and forth pounding her deep inside and making her ass sound like sounds of slap. Then I finally came.Leaving her body to fall on the
Suzanne's pov:I woke up that morning, exhausted from yesterday's work but fully determined to do better today.My eyes darted across the room and it looked different. I didn't see Tavons belongings, but he had slept next to me last night, even if I didn't let him touch me. That scumbag!!! Only lord knew where his dick had been.I stood up and checked the wardrobe but his clothes were absent. Then it dawned on me that he had finally abandoned us. I and Kai were now all that we had.My heart broke into countless pieces, but then my phone dinged and I picked it up. I saw pictures of Tavon and another woman. Her face was unrevealing but her physique looked so hot.The caption said: “Tavon and his newfound love”I didn't want to but my fingers mistakenly swiped up and I saw another one.“Tavon and his new love on a holiday” then a video of Tavon saying she gave him everything he needed to be a man.My heart broke more and more as I read this. The room suddenly became so lonely and too sm
Tavon’s pov:The warehouse was eerily silent, the dim light casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete walls.The only sound was the faint hum of the generator in the next room, a low, persistent drone that filled the empty space.The air was thick with the scent of oil and rust, a perfect backdrop for what this place had become, a prison.I walked toward the small room where the boy was kept, balancing a tray of food in one hand.The metal door creaked as I pushed it open, revealing the little brat curled in the corner, his tiny body trembling but his jaw set in defiance.His big, watery eyes snapped up to me, full of fear, full of hate.Good. Let him hate me. Hate would keep him quiet. Hate would keep him obedient.I set the tray down on the old wooden table in the centre of the room.The plate held a simple sandwich, a bottle of water beside it. He was a child, and a child needed to eat.“Eat,” I ordered, my voice devoid of emotion.Kai didn’t move.He only stared at me, his
Dominic’s pov:After breakfast, I excused myself and made my way down to the private beach.The sand was cool beneath my bare feet, the waves rolling in with rhythmic consistency. It should have been soothing, but my mind was a battlefield. Every breath I took felt heavier, as though the weight of what I was about to hear had already settled over me.The waves crashed against the shore, their rhythmic roar drowning out the thoughts hammering through my skull.The sun was climbing higher, casting its golden glow across the vast, endless blue sea, but I barely noticed. My feet sank into the warm sand as I walked farther away from the villa, my grip tightening around my phone.I needed space. I needed control. Most of all, I needed answers.Pressing the phone to my ear, I waited for the line to connect. The second I heard the click, I didn’t waste time. “Tell me everything.”Ford’s voice came through, tense and clipped.“We’ve confirmed it’s Tavon.He intercepted Kai at school. Surveil
Suzanne’s pov:The morning air was thick with warmth, the scent of saltwater drifting in from the open balcony doors. Sunlight spilt into the room, casting golden hues over the tangled sheets and the man standing by the railing.Dominic.His robe hung loosely over his shoulders, his dark hair still mussed from sleep.There was tension in the way he stood, hands gripping the balcony railing, his shoulders tight, as if bracing himself against something unseen. He hadn’t said much since waking up, and barely even looked at me.A part of me wanted to reach out, to ask him what was wrong, but I hesitated. Maybe I was afraid of the answer.Instead, I forced myself out of bed, pulling the sheets around me before slipping into the silk robe I had discarded the night before.My body ached in places I had long forgotten. I hadn't felt this kind of pleasure, but more than that, there was an ache in my chest.A dangerous, unspoken thing that I didn’t dare give a name to.I stepped toward the ope
Dominic’s pov:The first thing I became aware of was warmth. A soft, steady warmth pressed against me, moving in sync with my breathing.Then came the scent, something light and sweet, a mixture of vanilla and the faintest trace of salt from the ocean air. It wrapped around me, pulling me from the depths of sleep.And then, I felt her.Suzanne was in my arms, her bare skin flush against mine, her body perfectly moulded to me as if she belonged there.The silken strands of her hair spilt over my chest, a few loose curls tickling my skin as she stirred slightly but didn’t wake.Her lips were slightly parted, her breathing slow and even, her fingers still resting lightly against my stomach where she had unknowingly held onto me throughout the night.I should move. I needed to move.But I couldn’t.I just lay there, my eyes tracing every delicate feature of her face.The soft curve of her cheek, the long dark lashes that fanned against her skin, the way her lips looked so utterly kissable
This chapter contains an explicit sex scene, with cuffs and foreplay. If you do not want to indulge in such, please skip this chapter.Suzanne's pov:“Come on,” he pulled me up and wrapped his hand around my lower back, while his other hand fixed into mine. He spun me around like he was dancing, then scooped me up to his shoulders.Soon we were in his room.Then he left me to stand in place. Standing in front of me, he removed his clothes, slowly. His eyes fixed on me, not shifting his gaze for even a second.Thrilling me with his tight abs and broad chest, he then unbuttoned his trousers and rolled them alongside his pants. His cock fell out at first but before I could blink, I saw it standing firm.My eyes widened, as I could see the veins lined across his big, long, firm cock. “Do you love it?” he grinned as he walked closer to me. “Take off your clothes. Gently.” I nodded, biting my lip unconsciously, my fingers found their way to removing my pyjamas. When I was left with my br
Suzanne’s pov:The sun hung high in the sky as Dominic and I boarded a sleek private boat, its white exterior gleaming under the golden rays.The sea was a dazzling blue, stretching infinitely, the waves gentle yet commanding as they lapped against the hull. The breeze played with my hair, whipping loose strands around my face, but I didn’t care.Every direction I turned, there was something breathtaking to see, the lush greenery of the island’s untouched forests, the secluded waterfalls tumbling into hidden pools, the pristine coves carved by nature’s patient hands.It felt like a dream.I lifted my camera and started taking pictures.I wanted to capture every moment, every stunning view. But every time I lowered the lens, I caught Dominic watching me. Not the scenery. Me.His gaze was unreadable, and intense, like he was memorizing me instead of the paradise around us.It made my pulse race, but I refused to acknowledge it.The staff had arranged for stops at various locations, an
Suzanne’s pov:The morning sunlight streamed through the massive glass windows of my suite, casting golden streaks across the lavish room.The rhythmic crash of waves against the shore was almost hypnotic, luring me outside. After tossing and turning all night, haunted by the way Dominic had looked at me during dinner, the fresh ocean air seemed like the only thing that could clear my mind.I stepped toward the grand wardrobe, running my fingers over the smooth handles before pulling it open.I trailed my fingers over the exquisite pieces, my mind flickering back to the boutique in Paris.He had made sure I’d have everything I could possibly need, down to the perfect fit of every outfit. A shiver ran down my spine, a strange mix of awe and something deeper, something I wasn’t ready to name.Pushing the thought aside, I reached for a red bikini with a sheer cover-up. It was bold, striking, and undeniably tempting. The way the fabric hugged my curves made my pulse quicken. This wasn’
Suzanne’s pov:The villa was unlike anything I had ever seen. It wasn’t just luxurious, it was intimate. A place designed for escape, not just opulence.Soft golden lights illuminated the grand space, highlighting the breathtaking architecture of smooth white walls, vaulted ceilings, and floor-to-ceiling windows that opened up to an endless view of the ocean.The sound of the waves was a steady, rhythmic whisper, making it all feel like some kind of enchanted dream.A staff member guided me to my suite, her polite smile barely concealing how well-trained she was to remain professional in a place like this. As she opened the doors, my breath caught in my throat.It was magnificent.The room was massive, yet it felt warm. A large four-poster bed with sheer white drapes stood in the centre, positioned so that the first thing I would see in the morning was the ocean.Soft ambient lighting bathed everything in a golden glow. A private balcony stretched out beyond the glass doors, the salty
Suzanne’s pov:As we taxied to a stop, a convoy of sleek black SUVs lined the runway, their polished exteriors gleaming under the golden hues of the setting sun.The moment the cabin door opened, warm, salty air rushed in, carrying the unmistakable scent of the ocean.It wrapped around me like a whisper of things to come, undeniably beautiful. Dominic unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to me with that same unreadable expression. “Ready?”I wasn’t sure what I was ready for, but I nodded anyway. Because whether I liked it or not, I was already on this journey with him.As we descended the stairs, my heels clicked softly against the steps, but my mind was louder than ever.My heart pounded in sync with the rhythmic crash of the waves in the distance.The convoy of SUVs stood waiting, doors already open, as if every step of this journey had been perfectly choreographed.A man in a crisp black suit gave a slight nod to Dominic before gesturing for us to enter the vehicle.Dominic barely ac