After making several mistakes, the director in charge of Indigo's shoot sighed."What’s the problem, Indigo? Are you not feeling well, dear?" he asked gently.Indigo immediately apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm okay, just not feeling too well.""You know we can't delay this shoot. That would be a huge loss for us, ma'am. If you can't do it, please let me know," he said.Indigo knew he was trying to hold back from yelling at her because of her status in the industry. She had never been like this before, making several mistakes."I'll give it another try, Director. I'm sorry," Indigo said, and the director nodded.After her shoot, her assistant rushed to her with a bottle of water. She had almost been replaced because of her mood."Do I have another schedule for today?" she asked after drinking enough water."No, ma'am. The weekend is clear too," her assistant replied."Alright," Indigo said, noticing the stares of others. They quickly averted their gaze when it met hers. She knew what they
Cassius had thought about how he would punish her when he arrived. She was stubborn, disobedient, and his crazy little rebel.So many thoughts dove into his head the moment he saw her draped in just a towel. Fucking perfect.His eyes scrutinized her from head to toe. Her wet hair glued to her face made her look incredibly hot, her skin begging for his attention, and he couldn’t stop himself from kissing those wet lips that had him addicted. The thought of her driving him crazy made him kiss her harder, demanding her response.When she didn’t respond, he went to the next level, pulling up the towel only to find that she had been resisting. She told him to stop, which only added to his anger.He wanted to pin her to the bed and drive some sense into her, but that would be moving too fast.Instead, he held her neck with his other hand and whispered dirty words in her ear. She finally spilled out what she yearned for: "Please, fuck me with your fingers."He drove one of his fingers into h
While they discussed Zero, Tatiana couldn't help but feel helpless. She had thought Cassius would offer her help last night, but he never said anything."I'll go myself," Tatiana said, and the others looked up at her."I'll go with you. I’ve got some stripper moves," Stacy smirked."I'll keep watch," Jolene said, and they all looked at Parker, who sighed."I hope we're not going to die, babes. I’ve got a date with my boyfriend tomorrow, and I don’t want to come back with bruises," he said."It's not a must, Parker, you can—""I'm going too. I never said I wouldn't go!" Parker exclaimed hastily. "Besides, it'll be fun," he shrugged."Let's go get that bastard," Tatiana said, and they all nodded.Paisley’s eyes were closed as the makeup artist worked on her face. She was clad in a sexy gown for the movie project she was working on.Getting up, she went to meet the others."You look stunning, ma'am," the director greeted as Paisley flung her hair to one side."Let’s get started," she sai
Paisley's downfall went viral and became the top-searched news online. Netizens threw insults, demanding an explanation.This incident only brought more attention to Tatiana. However, the media still remained curious about the child. Just then, a picture surfaced—a picture of Tatiana and Dylan at the park."Aww, you both look so cute," Jolene commented. "I miss little lion so much. But, who sneaked up on you like this? Definitely someone with a death wish."Tatiana had always wanted to keep a low profile. It had been that way even back in the day.Even when scandals surrounded her, she remained calm and used that opportunity to build her fame. She had learned the craft of making her enemies stepping stones—until she fell in love with Nathan. She fell deeply.They were friends at first, with Nathan trying to make her fall in love until he succeeded. His dreams and hers were similar—to build a great empire in the entertainment industry, and to focus on this, she had to quit acting.Tati
Zero, a mafia underground dealer in the world of entertainment industry. His work was simple. Pay and he'll deliver what you want. He was a mafia, a drug dealer, ruthless in his ways.Staring at the strippers on stage, his eyes fixed on one particular woman. A definition of sexy. Her curve made his skin tingled with interest.However, the look on his face was unreadable as if he had something rilling in his mind."The pink haired woman," he answered his assistant, who bowed in reply."How would you like me to please you, my Lord?" The pink haired woman whispered, trailing her hand down his member. She felt it hard and ready, begging to be touched.Zero trailed his hand to her hair, his lips parted as he felt her finger rub against his bulge. "Anyhow you want it, my lady,""Shall we play a game then?" She whispered and buried her face on the crook of her neck. "I'll do the touching."Zero rolled his tongue in, and a dark smirk crept his lips."How about I do the touching?" He asked in
Jolene, who heard the shocking confession, froze, her eyes widening like the moon.“B…big B…oss?” she stuttered, her face paling.“Jolene?” Cassius’s voice sounded from her speaker. She had forgotten she had already called him. “Is everything alright?” he inquired.She couldn’t reply and just ended the call, her hand trembling. She shook her head.“That can’t be right,” her lips trembled.__Meanwhile, the room turned dead silent after a word. One could hear a pin drop.Mr. King?!Cassius King?!The father of her son?!Tatiana felt the world around her slow down as Zero’s words sank in. Her mind went haywire, her face paled, and her heart pounded hard.Not Cassius of all people! He’s lying! Zero is lying!“Your look shows you do not believe me—” Zero scoffed. “What did I expect, anyway? Of course, no one will believe the King that dominates is a devil in disguise…”“You’re lying,” Tatiana retorted, her voice barely audible. She was already tearing up. This was just too much for her to
"You've been running your mouth too much, Zade," Cassius called him by his real name.Zero laughed, even with the pain coursing through his mouth. He glanced over at Cassius."It's been a long time since I've seen your Devil. What a breath of fresh air.""You killed Isabella Wallington. Why?"Zero laughed harder, a sound that made Cassius's jaw clench with anger. He moved swiftly to grab Zero's collar."Spill it out, Zade. You’re not going to like my next move," he growled."C'mon, Cassius, I know you well. Stop pretending to be so innocent, like you've never had blood on your hands before..."In the next moment, a knife was at Zero's neck, drawing out a small trickle of blood."I don't mind adding another," Cassius glared."You know damn well you can't kill me. I won't spill, even if I die. That's just how I roll.""It must be someone pretty powerful, huh? Or are you just trying to piss me off?""Both," Zero chuckled, and Cassius let go of him."Well, that would be pretty fun. Your d
Cassius was on his way back to his mansion when Tatiana's call came in. She hadn’t called him since the day he left, and he hadn’t called either.The fact that she had thought, even for a moment, that he was behind her sister's death made his blood boil. He understood her part, but he couldn’t help the anger he felt.When he answered the call, he was greeted by Tatiana's whimper and a familiar voice: Zero.Without hesitation, Cassius tracked Tatiana's phone and saw she was close by. He sped up, parked his car in a discreet spot, and made his way to them."Your punishment just doubled, woman. Do you think he'll be that quick to save you?" Zero taunted, but a cold, deep voice interrupted him, making his heart skip a beat."I'm already here, asshole," Cassius growled, his eyes cold as he saw the blood on Tatiana's head.Zero immediately drew a knife from his pocket and swung it behind him, but it was a fatal mistake. Cassius twisted and broke Zero's arm, his eyes darkening further as he
Milena woke up around evening time. Her eyes fluttered open to the strange room. The memory slipped in, and she recalled having a fist training with Angie, getting hurt, and Rosa taking her to the doctor before she passed out.Slowly, she sat up, feeling the pain already fading away. All she had were small aches in her bones… part of her was wrapped in bandages, covered so well as she healed.Milena sighed. The fight in the morning had been pretty scary. For a moment, she thought she was going to die.She was relieved that Rosa stepped in, but then her heart clenched in a strange way. Was she that weak?“Little flower?” Rafael's voice caught her attention; her eyes flicked in his direction in surprise. He stepped into the room, looking worried.“Rafael?” she whispered, feeling her worries wash away at the sight of him.He moved closer, holding her hand gently. “Hey, are you okay? Are you feeling any pain?” The way he stared at her in concern surprised her.Milena nodded. “I’m better.
Rafael decided to check on Milena. He did that sometimes whenever she trained. Though, she didn't see him whenever he visited. It was a sneak peek. His little flower was really trying her best to be strong.The sight of her determination brought a proud smile to his face sometimes.After he was done with his own work, he headed to the training center. However, what he heard sent a shock through his bones.Milena was hurt and had been taken to the clan doctor.“Who trained her today?” Rafael asked one of the mobsters, his voice rougher than usual.“Miss Angie,” he replied, and Rafael's jaw clenched. Without a word, he spun around and headed to the medical center.Reaching there, Rafael's eyes darkened at the sight of Milena. She was lying on the bed, eyes closed, her skin bruised, and her face slightly swollen.As he rushed in, the doctors in the room stood and gave him a light bow.“How is she?” he asked, his eyes not leaving her for a moment.“She has several bruises and a broken rib
The trainees aligned in a cue, hands behind their backs, heads straight up, and shoulders squared. Milena took a deep breath, trying her best to control the storm within her.Angie disliked her. She admitted it clearly the moment she came into the room and threatened her. Milena could only hope she would survive today and not end up with bruises.Besides, there was a party to attend on Friday night, which was two days away.Angie walked toward them with slow, deliberate steps, her eyes scanning each trainee like a predator sizing up its prey. Her gaze lingered on Milena a second too long, making her skin prickle."Alright," Angie said, her voice sharp and commanding. "Today’s going to be different. Viktor might have gone easy on you before, but I won’t. If you want to survive in this world, you’ll need more than just willpower. You’ll need strength, endurance, and above all—discipline."Her eyes narrowed on Milena. "And some of you… have a long way to go."Milena’s stomach knotted. Sh
The sound of his name on her lips was like an addictive song to him. The taste of her folds was like an addictive meal.Where the hell has she been all his life?!Rafael took her greedily, nibbling her sensitive flesh and licking her fluid. So good.His tongue parted her walls, then he shoved it in and out of her.He could tell she was over the moon, judging from her loud moans. The way her body slammed back to him when his tongue went in was the best sight.He took his time savoring her and tasting all of her. Her hand reached for his black hair, tangling her fingers through it and pulling him closer for more.“Oh fûck!” she cursed under her breath, lips parted as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.Her thighs tensed under his hold, and soon she released her wetness.Rafael took all of it, not missing a drop. He licked her dry and kissed her stomach.However, Milena, who had just experienced something out of this world, lay down on the floor breathing hard.Whatever had just hap
Fuck!Fuck!She did it! He wanted her to be the one to submit, and she did. Rafeal's mind went wild but he kept them in check.Her lips remained pressed against his, unmoved. She was inexperienced. It was her first time.Why was she so pure? So pure and trapped with a devil like him. Trapped in his own world. His domain. His hell.He wanted to spoil her… to feel every inch of her. Milena was inexperienced, waiting for his reaction, but he did nothing. She made to pull away, but he slammed his lips back on hers, this time taking the lead.He nibbled her soft lips one after the other, taking each turn to savor the sweetness of them.It was good. Too good. How the fuck did she taste this good? Slowly, she got the hang of it, moving her lips against his and mimicking his movements. She was a fast learner, and… damn! Why the hell was it driving him so crazy?He could kiss her all day.Addictive. He wanted more. Rafeal reached to hold her face in place; his tongue shot out, parting her l
Angie delivered a punch to a man's face. He staggered back with a bleeding lip. Just as he was about to fall, Angie held his collar, pulling him closer with a glare.“How could you let her in when you clearly know the rules? Rafael never lets anyone in.”The man with the bleeding lip gasped in fear. “I'm sorry, madam, but she mentioned you had summoned her and that Rafael needed to see her for an important reason.”Angie frowned at his words. What a tricky little girl she was.“And you believed her?” Angie questioned, her eyes growing colder.The man hesitated before speaking. “Well... I heard she sleeps in the Boss’s room, so I thought she might be special and wasn't lying. So I let her in... I'm sorry,” he said, his words tumbling out quickly.Angie shut her eyes, taking a deep breath to ease the anger in her chest before finally letting go of him.“You're very lucky that I'm in a good mood today because I badly want to gouge out your eyes right now,” she threatened, and the man bow
Milena asked around, tracing Angie but found herself at the gate of a new place. She hadn’t seen much of the Deathroll's confinement yet, only the training grounds, the common halls, and gym. But this… this was different.The pathway was made up of smooth stones, leading her to a garden.The sight brought a smile to her face. Oh, she loved the garden. The smell of fresh flowers filled her nostrils, and the rooftop was made of transparent glass that revealed the night sky above.The place was a breath of fresh air, an aura of tranquility she didn't want to leave.She spotted a pool—it was crystal clear, beautiful. Who would have thought a place like this existed in a clan?The fancy light in the room cast a soft glow, accentuating its beauty.In awe, Milena absorbed all the amazing features in the room. Her lips parted in wonder, but she gasped as a deep voice sounded behind her."What are you doing here?"Rafael stood a little distance from her with his hands tucked into his pockets.
Rafael stepped into his personal gym, stripping down his upper clothing, revealing his thick muscles that rippled beneath the surface.He wore his bouncer gloves and faced the punching bag with a hard look on his face.His jaw was tight, his muscles tense. Without hesitation, he threw the first punch, the impact making the bag jerk violently.Another punch. Then another. His knuckles ached, but he didn’t stop. The frustration boiling inside him needed an outlet, and this was the only way he knew how to deal with it.It was happening again... the stupid nightmare of him killing his twin brother years ago was beginning to mess with his brain. The fact that they still haunted him was driving him mad.Rafael kept hitting the bag as if his life depended on it. Each punch was brutal and full of anger and frustration.Silence had left for the mission to gather more information about the hidden alliance of the Wallington… he wanted it to be his own mission, but Silence had left refusing to le
Rafael caught up with Milena, walked past her, and led her through the passage.Milena stared at his back, the words she had said last night lingering in her head. Should she apologize for it?She couldn't help the unsettled feeling growing inside her.Up ahead, Milena could hear gunshots, indicating they were close to the training ground. The sounds grew louder, and it took all of Milena's will not to hold her ears to block out the noise.They reached the training ground, the sharp sounds of gunshots filling the air. The atmosphere was tense, with men scattered around, either practicing with weapons or sparring with each other.Milena's palms turned sweaty as she tried to focus, but it was hard not to feel the weight of their eyes on her.Rafael moved toward the table stacked with weapons, grabbing a handgun.“Put this on,” he said, pointing to the protective gear hanging nearby.Milena nodded, feeling the familiar knot in her stomach as she grabbed the vest and helmet. Her fingers f