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"If I unknowingly signed to become your slave for life, forget about it," I muttered, flipping through the document. Ethan chuckled, his voice laced with amusement. "I would never do that. I'd never put you in restraints... unless maybe you wanted it." "Perv," I hissed, my cheeks heating despite myself. The pages rustled as I flipped through them quickly, scanning for any hidden clauses or sinister fine print. I wasn’t about to trust him blindly—not after everything. My eyes darted from line to line, my heart racing for no good reason. I wasn't a lawyer, but I could understand enough to know I wasn’t about to sell my soul. "I panicked for nothing," I frowned, slamming the document shut. "There's nothing bad in here." Ethan smirked, leaning back in his chair, the picture of confidence. "I know. I just wanted to teach you a lesson." "A lesson in what? Trusting you? Not happening." I rolled my eyes and shoved the papers across the table, putting as much space as I could between the
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The sound of the front door opening caught me mid-thought. My eyes darted toward it as sharp voices echoed down the hall, growing louder with each step. A chill ran down my spine, a sense of unease settling in my chest. I wasn’t expecting anyone. I glanced at Ethan, who sat casually across from me, his expression unreadable. But the slight tightening of his jaw told me he wasn’t thrilled about whoever had just walked in. Eleanor stood in the living room, her eyes focused on her phone as she muttered to herself. She was neatly dressed in a tight pant suit and her hair was styled in soft waves that framed her face."Be quick, darling. I don't have all day" she yelled at someone who was at the door.My face immediately fell when I saw whom she was speaking to.Samantha walked in, dragging a large designer suitcase that I was certain cost more than my rent.She stood beside Eleanor and they conversed in hushed tones.We hurried downstairs and Ethan looked as pale as a ghost. “Ethan,” E
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It felt like my brain was being split in half. My eyes felt extremely heavy and my body felt like I had been crushed by a truck.The feeling of the soft mattress against my body gave me a little relief, only, this wasn't my bed and I had never made it home last night. I vaguely remember getting into a taxi but I have no idea if I made it out of the club.I turned and writhed in the large bed until I found the energy to stand up.The very unfamiliar room was tactfully decorated with large wooden furniture and floor length curtains that blocked sunlight from entering the room.Aside the standard decoration, there was nothing else.Nothing to give me a clue as to who owned the room I was in. No pictures or paintings or even a jacket or sweater.I sighed and said a short prayer as I grabbed the shiny doorknob..Locked.I really need to find a way to stop getting locked in.I yanked the door knob severally, my frustration rising each passing minute.Who the fuck had done this? I folded t
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~ETHAN~ I always wondered what went on in her thick skull.How can somebody with such high academic qualifications, one of the smartest women I've ever met and a total genius, think like a fucking squirell? Her emotions were always ahead of her, she acted without fucking thinking and she gets hurt at the end. Anger was a meager way to describe the emotions I felt. That sick bastard, he was beyond lucky he didn't lay his filthy hands on my wife.It gave me extreme pleasure to watch him beg for his life as my fist ravaged his stupid face.The scars would always remind him not to mess with what's mine and most especially, not to ever drug any woman. The police arrived quicker than I had expected and in few minutes, the sick bastard was handcuffed and escorted out of his apartment.I would make sure he spends a good time in prison. How did I hire such a sick creep in the first place?Losing his job will render him useless, he'd be plunged deep into debt and he would forever regret the
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The sharp, relentless pounding on the door jolted me awake. My heart thundered in my chest as I blinked, disoriented, the faint glow of moonlight streaming into the room. Maddy stirred beside me, her small body curling further into the warmth of the blankets. For a moment, I wanted to ignore it—let whoever it was stay outside and figure their shit out—but the banging only grew louder, more aggressive. I carefully slid out of bed, tucking the blankets around her sleeping form. She mumbled something incoherent but didn’t wake. Running a hand through my hair, I padded toward the door, my muscles tense. Whoever was pounding like that better have a damn good reason. The moment I opened the door, Samantha shoved past me, her heels clacking furiously against the marble floor. “What the hell is wrong with you, Ethan?” she spat, her green eyes flashing with rage. I stepped in front of her, blocking her path toward the bed. “What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know what time it is? I tho
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~ETHAN The air was thick with awkward tension as I walked into the brightly lit pottery studio. It was an unconventional place for a corporate team-building exercise, but King Enterprises had recently partnered with this studio as part of a local arts initiative. My PR team insisted this event would be good for employee morale and our public image. I wasn’t convinced. The large room smelled of clay and faintly of paint, with rows of pottery wheels and long tables neatly arranged. The studio walls were decorated with shelves of colorful pottery, cheerful and inviting—a sharp contrast to the stiff, uneasy energy radiating from my employees. I scanned the room quickly, my gaze landing on Maddy at the far end. She was standing alone, looking painfully out of place amidst the clusters of coworkers who whispered and laughed amongst themselves. Samantha, of course, was front and center, making sure everyone noticed her. She tossed her hair back dramatically and laughed a little too loud
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~ETHAN ~ "I don't care about Samantha, I've done everything to prove that to you".Madison threw her gaze to the large window."I don't want Harry near you and that's final", I said, turning her chin to face me. "You can't decide who comes near me when you still play house with your darling Sammy" she said firmly."Then I'd just have to kill him" I hissed. Madison’s face turned pale and she gasped at my words."He's your brother" she gasped."And I'd cut off his fingers for touching what's mine" I growled. "I don't belong to you" she said, shifting her gaze."You know that's a lie, Madison" I said as I inched closer to her."It's not" she argued.I wrapped my hand around her small waist and after several attempts to break free, she accepted her fate and relaxed. "You're so fucking gorgeous and it would suck to have my brother's blood ruin this gorgeous blouse" I said slowly as I sniffed her neck.She moaned lightly and cussed under her breath..I loved how sensitive she was. The
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The usual Seattle morning rush had begun and I was more than grateful to God for preventing me from being run over by an angry taxi driver.I wasn’t expecting anything unusual that morning. My routine had been the same for months—grab coffee, power through emails, and shield myself for whatever chaos might erupt during the day. My lock had been jammed again. We had a meeting in a few minutes and it took the maintenance manager an entire lifetime to get to my office.He rattled the keys severally and after several hits, the door unlocked revealing a large box of chocolates and an envelope which sat neatly on my desk, standing out against the usual clutter."You've got an admirer, miss" the maintenance man teased."When waa this delivered?" I asked as I observed the large box."Probably yesterday because we've not had any deliveries today" he shrugged.I paused, my hand hovering over the box. It wasn’t my birthday or any kind of special occasion. The envelope was unmarked, but it was a
