Dante POVAs I open the door and step inside, my eyes immediately search for her. The tension in my chest tightens as I see her. Luna’s sitting on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket, looking small and tired. Her head lifts when she hears the door, and the moment our eyes meet, something inside me shifts. She looks relieved but also worried. “Dante…” she whispers, her voice hesitant, unsure. I walk toward her, every step heavy with everything I’ve been trying to run from. All the anger, the love, the confusion—they’re all still there, but seeing her reminds me of why I’ve been fighting so hard. Wrapping my arms tighter around her, I lift her effortlessly against me and sit down, holding her close. My face buries into her hair, the scent of her calming the storm that’s been raging inside me. The silence between us feels like the only thing right in the world right now, and I let myself sink into it. The longer I hold her, the more everything inside me settles, and slowly, I can thin
Luna POV I kick and squirm, but his grip is ironclad. “You can consider yourself getting three extra spanks for running. Even if it was fun to chase you,” he growls, his lips brushing against my ear. I swing my head back, trying to hit him, but he easily pushes me forward, keeping me pinned. My body bucks against him, but it’s useless. He’s too strong. As he bursts through another door, the room falls silent. I’m too busy fighting to notice the eyes turning toward us, too consumed by my desire to escape. But the click of metal cuffs around my wrists makes me pause. My arms are pulled up above my head, leaving me dangling helplessly in front of him. “Shit,” I mutter under my breath, glaring at him. I'm back in the same room again, the one with the spanking bench and bondage chair I've previously been tied to. The swingers club. Dante grins, amusement dancing in his eyes as he secures the restraints. “You wanted to be punished and fucked in front of everyone, right? Then you punch
Luna POVDante steps back, a slow smile curling on his lips as he surveys the room, letting everyone’s eyes drink in the sight of me bound and exposed. My skin tingles, every nerve alive with anticipation. His presence is magnetic, and I can feel every pair of eyes glued to us, watching, waiting to see what he’ll do next. My body trembles under the weight of their collective gaze. He paces slowly, gathering the items he plans to use, his movements deliberate. The room has grown quieter, the only sounds being the soft shuffle of feet and murmurs of intrigue. It feels like no one has ever seen Dante like this before—commanding, dangerous, in complete control of someone in this room. His voice cuts through the room like a knife. “This...” He points directly at me, my body stretched out and vulnerable before him. “This is what happens to naughty little kittens who think they can be brats and get away with it.” A shiver runs down my spine as his words sink in. I can feel the weight of t
Luna POVThe pleasure is overwhelming, my body responding to his every movement, but just as I feel that familiar tightening in my core, he stops. I gasp, my body trembling with the need to release, but he pulls back, watching me with a smirk. “Look at that,” he laughs, turning to the onlookers. “She was right there, so close, and now she’s practically shaking with frustration.” His voice is dark, dripping with satisfaction as he runs his fingers across my trembling skin. “She’s going to break soon. I can feel it.” He steps behind me, his breath hot against my neck as he speaks low in my ear, just loud enough for everyone to hear. “You want it so bad, don’t you, little deer? But you don’t get to come until I say so. You know that, right?” I nod, biting my lip to stop the desperate plea threatening to spill from my mouth. I can feel the heat between my legs growing unbearable, my entire body aching for the release he keeps denying me. He slips his fingers back inside, this time movi
Luna POVOut of the corner of my eye, I see Lilly smirking, clearly enjoying the show. “She’s tougher than I thought,” she muses, but her tone is laced with mockery. “Is she?” Dante’s eyes gleam with challenge. “We’ll see how long that lasts.” His words hang in the air as the wand is pressed against me again, harder this time, the vibrations more intense. My hips move involuntarily, chasing the sensation, but before I can even get close, he pulls it away once more. A sob escapes me—pure, raw frustration—and my body collapses in on itself. “Please,” I whisper, hating how weak I sound, but the need is too overwhelming to resist any longer. Dante tilts his head, feigning curiosity. “What was that?” My pride holds on by a thread, but my body is too far gone. “Please…” I repeat, my voice breaking. “I’ll do anything.” He grips my head pulling it back as he steps in front of me, his eyes locking onto mine. “Anything?” I nod, barely able to meet his gaze. “Yes.” A slow, wicked smile s
Dante POV I step back from her, taking a moment to just look at her body, utterly spent and exhausted. There’s a raw beauty to it, a reminder of how much she trusts me, how much she lets me push her to the edge. My chest tightens with a mix of possessiveness and something else—something deeper that I’m still trying to figure out. But this... this moment is everything. I adjust my clothes, my eyes never leaving her. She’s still trembling slightly, her body worn out from everything I’ve just done to her. There’s pride swelling in my chest—she’s mine, every part of her, and no one else will ever get to see her like this again. Stepping in front of her, I release the cuffs on her ankles, letting her legs fall free before I lift her into my arms. Her legs instinctively wrap around my waist, her head resting against my shoulder, her breath still coming in shaky gasps. I press a kiss to her lips, slow and deliberate. She gives me a small, exhausted smile, and it takes everything in me no
Dante POVCallum sighs, leaning back as if he’s been holding onto this for too long. “There’s nothing to talk about, really. Me and Sasha went out a while back, she invited me. She came back here, we slept together, and the next day when I tried to talk about it, she laughed it off like it was nothing. She acted like it didn’t even happen.” It hits me then—why would Sasha act so distant after sleeping with him? It doesn’t add up. “Anyway,” Callum continues, “I waited for her to change her mind, but she never did. She was stuck in her decision. So, I moved on. Me and Lilly have always been close, you know that. But it was never anything more. Then, one night... it just happened between us. I thought about telling Sasha, but she was still on her whole ‘nothing happened, we don’t need to talk’ bullshit. Then she comes here, sees Lilly answer the door, and loses her mind. Slapped her right across the face.” My eyes narrow as I lean forward. “You didn’t fucking tell me that,” I say, mor
Dante POV“You’re right,” Callum says after a long moment. “I’ll talk to her. I’ll figure it out. But Dante...” He meets my gaze, his eyes serious. “You need to sort out this shit with Sasha too. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of her. And we can’t afford to be distracted right now.” I nod, knowing he’s right but not sure how to tackle it. “I’ll deal with it. One way or another.” Callum stands, giving me a firm nod before heading for the door. “We’ll figure this out, Dante. But right now, we’ve got work to do.” We leave and head downstairs, my focus shifting to finding someone who can replace Sasha. Wait. “Callum!” I shout, and he stops, turning to face me. “Offer Lilly Sasha’s job. I’m not sure if she’ll agree or be comfortable, but I need to fill it. See if she’d be willing to be the women’s voice.” He nods but the tension doesn’t leave his face. “Even I know she won’t, Dante. She’s not the type to confront shit. Honestly, I’d suggest offering it to Luna. I’ll ask Lilly, but i
Serena POVWe sit for a few more minutes, and slowly, the tension begins to bleed from my body. I feel like myself again—or at least the version of me that’s manageable. My muscles unclench, and the static in my head fades. A smile tugs at my lips as I climb onto his lap, curling against him.“Your drinks,” the waiter interrupts with a polite smile, placing them on the table.I reach for my bag, ready to grab some cash for a tip, but when I open it, there’s nothing. My hand freezes.“I…” My fingers scramble through the bag, but it’s empty. Rubbing my head, I try to think. Where did I put the money?“Everything okay?” His voice is soft, but his lips press against mine quickly, a fleeting kiss that feels more like a distraction than affection.“I’ve lost the money,” I whisper, my voice trembling with frustration.“Did he pay you?”“He always pays, Dale.” I frown, trying to pull the memory from the fog in my brain. “I remember him giving it to me… maybe I dropped it outside?”Dale leans
SerenaMy body sinks into the car seat, my arms heavy and my head swimming in a fog. I can feel his eyes on me—watching me, dissecting every movement. I try to force a smile, but even that feels like too much effort.“Pixie Doll,” his voice is low, rough, and the nickname he uses makes my skin crawl tonight for some reason. His fingers grip my chin, firm enough to hold me in place but not enough to hurt. He tilts my face toward him, and I catch the flicker of something behind his eyes—concern?“You good?” he asks, his voice soft but probing, and I nod quickly, even though my body feels like it’s trembling from the inside out.“Perfect,” I lie, my voice barely above a whisper. My mind, however, is screaming. It’s clawing at the edges of something—something I can’t quite grasp. He’s planning something. I can feel it.“Are you sure? You look a little high right now. You think you can ride safely?” His tone shifts, but I'm not sure it's worry, and I hate the way he looks at me—like I’m fr
Jace“Okay, tell me everything I need to know. I doubt this file lays it all out, no secrets, no matter how small,” I say, leaning forward, my eyes locked on him.William exhales heavily, leaning back in his chair, his gaze sharp and assessing. “She was supposed to make you aware of all this, but she never did,” he says, his voice low and clipped.I stiffen. Of course, she didn’t. She couldn’t. I ran before she had the chance. I nod, motioning for him to continue, though the knot forming in my chest tightens with every second of silence.“She was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, Jace,” he says, his words deliberate, each syllable dropping like a stone. “She came to tell you one night, around the time everything between you two went crazy. She came back after seeing you and said you didn’t care, so she didn’t bother telling you.”I feel the air leave my lungs in one sharp exhale. Didn’t care? That’s a lie. It has to be. Had she told me, I would’ve cared. I would’ve done something—anyth
This is the start of Jace's Story - His Little Hellion.JaceThe file feels like it’s searing through my palm, its weight a constant reminder of everything I’m trying to avoid. A month. I’ve been here a goddamn month, holed up, barricading myself behind work and excuses. I haven’t reached out. Hell, I haven’t even stepped into her orbit. Instead, I sit here, combing through this damn file over and over, as if it’s going to tell me something I don’t already know.The truth? I’m fucking terrified.Serena. Just the name is enough to tighten my chest. A walking nightmare with a smile that could burn the whole world down. When Dante asked me to help run this location with Rich, I had one condition—I wasn’t sure about Serena. I told him straight up. She’s a loose cannon, the kind that could unravel years of work with a single reckless move. But here I am anyway, stuck in this office, tethered to her name like a goddamn noose.The knock on the door makes me flinch. Rich steps in, wearing his
Lilly POVLuna is doubled over laughing. “If only someone had filmed that,” she teases, wiping her eyes.“I would replay it over and over,” I say, joining her laughter. And I mean it—I absolutely would. “I’m going to get home,” Luna says, lifting Elouise into her arms. She gives me a warm smile before heading out, the door clicking softly behind her.I turn my attention to Zade, scooping him up with a playful smile. “Alright, little man, time to get you ready for bed,” I say, carrying him to the changing table.“Why is it always me?” Callum’s voice comes from behind me, dripping with mock frustration.I glance over my shoulder to see him leaning against the doorframe, a weary expression on his face. Laughing softly, I reply, “You’re clearly his favorite. Isn’t that right, Zade?” I tickle Zade’s tummy, and he lets out a giggle.Callum groans, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’m his favorite target. The vomit earlier proved that.”Smirking, I focus on getting Zade changed. “Whe
Lilly POVZade crawls across the room, his tiny hands and knees making soft pats against the floor as he moves with determination. He pauses near Elouise, sitting up and grabbing one of her small toys before shaking it frantically, giggling as the sound fills the air. Watching him like this—so carefree, so full of life—brings a bittersweet warmth to my chest.It’s days like today that I can’t help but reflect on how much has changed in the last sixteen months since my scan. Everything feels like it’s shifted, like our lives have been rewritten in the best ways.Zade’s arrival wasn’t exactly by the book. He came two weeks early, catching us all completely off guard. Dante and Luna had gone for one of her routine checkups, Callum was at the clubs, and I had convinced myself there was still plenty of time.I was wrong.One moment, everything was calm—quiet, even—and the next, I was gripping the phone, sobbing into the receiver as I called Callum, barely able to get the words out between
Callum POV He’s planned this, weighed the risks, and now he’s looking to me for input.“That’s a big move,” I say, leaning back, my mind already racing through the possibilities.“It is,” he agrees. “But it could save lives. Just like we’ve done here.”Dante isn’t one to take things lightly, and this is no exception. As much as I want to argue about the risks, part of me knows he’s right. The work doesn’t stop—it just shifts to where it’s needed most.“Well...” I start, but the words die on my tongue. I’m completely at a loss. Everything Dante’s telling me feels like it’s spiraling into some crazy scenario, and I can’t find a foothold to ground myself.Dante smirks, clearly enjoying my confusion. “Not only do the local police back it and agree to turn a blind eye to the more... questionable aspects of our operations, but the local MP is onboard too. Apparently, his daughter is causing some chaos. She works on the streets, proving to Daddy she’s not his little princess anymore.”He dr
Callum POVLilly’s weight is soft and comforting against me as I carry her back upstairs. Her body molds to mine, her arms draped lazily around my neck, her head resting on my shoulder. She’s half-asleep, clinging to me as though letting go would pull her from the warmth of the moment.As I step into the apartment, the quietness settles around us, broken only by the soft rustle of her breathing. I push the door to our bedroom open, slipping inside. Gently, I shrug off my robe and remove hers, ensuring she stays warm as I lay her down on the bed and cover her.Sliding in beside her, I feel her instinctively shift closer, her body curling into mine like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Her arms wrap around me, holding me tightly as though she never wants to let go.Grasping her in return, I press a kiss to her hairline and pull her impossibly closer. She nuzzles into my chest, her warmth spreading through me in a way that feels grounding.“Thank you,” she whispers, her voice so
Lilly POVThe couples on the bed welcome us warmly, making space as we join them. Hands reach out to caress us, and I gasp at the sensation of unfamiliar touches on my skin. Callum keeps me close, his presence grounding me as we’re drawn into the tangle of bodies.“Remember,” he whispers in my ear as we begin to lose ourselves in the pleasure. “I’m right here with you. Always.”With that reassurance, I let go of my last inhibitions and give myself over to the experience, ready to explore new heights of pleasure with Callum by my side.The sensation of multiple hands caressing my body is overwhelming at first. I close my eyes, focusing on the feeling of Callum’s strong arms around me as we sink into the plush mattress. His familiar scent helps ground me as unfamiliar fingers trail along my skin.“Open your eyes,” Callum murmurs. “I want you to see everything.”I obey, my gaze meeting his intense stare. He smiles encouragingly before capturing my lips in a deep kiss. As we kiss, I feel