Cattleya’s POVI held my breath, my eyes fixed on him. As I waited for him to move, he remained still in the missionary position. "I'm gentle," he assured me, but his words purely countered the sensation.I gripped the bedsheets, my tears silently streaming down my face. His movements felt invasive as if he were tearing me apart. And my heart pounded in my chest, even the pain was overwhelming.He filled me with his big cock, causing me to gasp and moan in pain. I couldn't even move; my body felt numb, and all of a sudden, he slowly moved inside me to ease the pain. My nails dug in so badly behind his back, but that didn't stop him from thrusting himself inside me."Ugh…" I groaned as the sensation gave way to pleasure.Each time we collided, I could feel the wetness in our bodies. A wetness that gives me pleasure and a strange feeling of wanting more and more. He opened his mouth and twirled it around my nipple as he kept moving inside and out. I don't know how many times I mo
Cattleya’s POVI couldn't help but smile as I asked, "Are you Nikolai Stone? The one I spoke to on the phone?"He nodded, gesturing toward a chair. "Have a seat," he said.I sat down, a smile still playing on my lips. He sat across from me, folding his hands on the table. "I've been following the case of your twin sister, Ms. Sullivan," he began. "It's a puzzling one, even for the police."Oh, yeah?" I said, opening my bag to show him some photos. But my stomach started growling, and he even heard it.I bit my lip and sighed, "Actually, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."His sharp jawline clenched as he smiled at me. "Oh, me too. Let's eat breakfast first."I stared at his piercing blue eyes and wondered why retired Detective Lew Maxwell had given me such a handsome detective. I should focus on my sister's case instead of thinking about why I had a young, handsome detective! Get a grip, Cattleya.He raised his hand to signal the waiter for our food. After we ordered, we chatted a little
Cattleya’s POV"He's my detective. I hired him for Ariella's case. I just need some answers, or else I'm going crazy. You know why I married you, and you get what you want from me. We're even, and there's nothing to lose anymore. I have to risk everything for my twin sister because no one… no one cares for her but me." I said, my voice trembling as I thought about Ariella.Jaxon sighed, "Well, if you think that the person who killed her is in my organization, you're free to investigate. But... you have to give me whatever I want, whenever I want it."I sighed nervously, staring at him. Before I could say anything, he leaned in and lifted my chin with his finger, then kissed my lips. He planted a sweet kiss and then put on his seatbelt. "We will have lunch today with the Morreti family. They want to meet you."I nodded, "So, we're heading there now?""Yeah, it's still 12. Lunch is at 2 PM. And when we arrive, we have an hour to do something." He said, a glint in his eye.My heart bega
Cattleya’s POVI bit my lip, feeling embarrassed and self-conscious. The wetness between my legs was a constant reminder of what had happened. Jaxon wrapped his arm around me and led me to a seat. He answered his uncle's question with a wink, "Oh, Uncle, you know, newlyweds..." Everyone laughed, their teasing smiles making me blush.Anita, Fred's wife, approached me with a warm smile. "Hi, I'm Anita," she said, kissing me on both cheeks. "Don't mind them, sweetheart.""Nice to meet you, Anita," I replied softly.A woman around my age walked over, raising an eyebrow. "I'm Grace," she said, sitting down with a forced smile.Fred announced, "Let's begin our lunch. We're so happy you're here, Jaxon and Cattleya. It's been ages since we've had a family dinner with my nephew. He's always so busy with work. That's why we're thrilled to have you here, guys.""Thank you," I said, trying to act casual. But deep inside, my pussycat is so wet that I still want to have Jaxon's dick. Jeez! Why
Cattleya’s POV"You don't have to know about it," Jaxon said, his gaze hardening.I knew he was hiding something. I was about to ask for more, but he put his thumb over my lips. "Who told you about it?"I smiled at him. "Why would I tell you? If you can't tell me anything about The Crimson Circle, then I won't tell you who told me about it.""Fine, I'll introduce you to it. Just tell me who the hell told you about this information," he asked, his face darkening.I placed a hand on his chest and another on his neck then tiptoed closer to whisper, "Your one and only capo, Leo Petterson." I bit my lower lip and smiled widely. Why should I protect that crazy man? He's a criminal, working for the devil.Jaxon's jaw clenched, then he let go of me. He kissed my forehead. "I know you're tired. Would you mind if I take you home first?"I nodded. "You'll drive me home?""No, my driver will. I just need to fix some little problems. And I don't want you to see how I fix my problem," he said, his
Jaxon’s POVI smirked at her, a knowing glint in my eye. How could this woman know so much about me, even without me saying a word? She knew too much!"I got rid of him. He's a problem I needed to fix. It blows my mind that he's a fucking traitor." I said calmly.She stepped back, her gaze filled with doubt and confusion. "What do you mean by 'getting rid of him'?"THREE HOURS AGO, I watched Cattleya as she gracefully exited the room; her sophistication really mesmerized me more.But there was something about her: a desire to protect and cherish her.Yet, a nagging doubt lingered. Could I truly trust her? What if she turned on me? The thought was killing me, contradicting my thirty-two years of never being let down.I put my hand in my pocket as Cattleya left the Shadow Manor Residence.Then I walked down the stairs, sharpening my eyes as I scanned the area. There he was! The traitor. "Leo, a word." I said, demanding in a dangerous tone.Leo looked up, his jaw clenched and his f
Cattleya's POV ROME, ITALYI couldn't help but wipe my tears with my bare hand. Then my driver slid open the van's door and said, "My condolences, Ms. Cattleya." I bit my lower lip and walked down the aisle with a heavy heart, and as I looked around, everyone was dressed in black; I couldn't believe that it was really my twin sister's funeral. But being here with relatives I barely know makes me feel suffocated. Whispers and forced sympathies fill the air, and each person gets on my nerves that I want them to be kicked away from my twin sister’s funeral, so they can have a place for their gossip. I stare at Ariella’s smiling photos in the center and then I glance down at the closed casket, a heavy oak barrier that will separate me from my sister forever. “Ariella…” I said trying to stop myself from breaking down. “Catt…” My mom walked towards me and I hugged her tightly, bursting into tears. She sobbed softly, "It was all my fault." "Mom, it's not your fault." I said, and ask
Cattleya’s POV"What do you mean? What about this club? Do you know this club?" I showed him the flyer.He sighed and said, "Yes, Jaxon Moretti owns this nightclub. It's a nightclub catering to the most exclusive clientele, and when I say elite, what I mean are affluent, well-connected people."I gasped softly and sat in the chair while thinking about what just happened to my sweet twin sister. “Do you think Ariella….” “Yes,” he said. "Then how come the authorities didn't dig deeper into my sister's death?! They need to do their job! They need to look into this guy, the club, and everyone else!" I yelled, trying to hide my tears. "It's because Jaxon Moretti is the boss of a powerful mafia family known for being cruel and strict. Getting close to Moretti is an act of pure risk-taking. People have gone missing, received harsh sentences, and even faced death." My heart skipped a beat, and the picture of that handsome man in the picture broke in my mind. Then fear prickled my skin as