When Jade discovered that her mother had stolen her educational funds, she decided to pursue the man her mother desired.
It was all a game, but what will Jade do when she discovers Domenico Lombardi is her phone sex client, Dark?
“You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want.
“Yes,” I added a nod to confirm it but cursed internally at my luck. I’ve never had a boyfriend, and here I am trying to tame a man old enough to be my father. It is said that the apple does not fall far from the tree. I guess I am truly Kate’s daughter. I had an internal laugh at my stupidity.
He scoffed, and I responded by nodding once more while watching the darkening of the silvery gray pupils in his eyes.
How come?
I brush it off as his cold eyes wash over me. Domenico Lombardi’s presence makes me squirm. When I’m around him, I get the impression that I’m being judged and ignored at every turn.
“How old are you?”
“18”
“How old is your father?”
“38,” I replied truthfully.
“Well, I’m 37 years old.” He stared at me; his eyes darkened again, and I became terrified. I fiddle with my nails, clipping them together as I lean back on my heels to help relieve some of the anxiety he’s causing me. “You see, I’m like a father to you, or maybe a grandfather or a great-great-grandfather. How many boyfriends have you had in your life?”
“None.” He chuckled as I responded.
“You see, I’ve lost count of how many ladies I’ve fucked, thousands or millions, over the centuries. You are just a little girl to me with nothing to offer; now, get lost!”
“My panties made you hard!”
“You think so?”
“Yes,” I responded confidently.
“Well, I wasn’t hard; I just have a donkey-like cock.”
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~Jade’s POV~
90, 91, 92 This has to be the worst ad ever; how the fuck did I post ads on websites, different websites, to be exact, and yet I haven’t received a call in a week?
93, 94, 95, 96
I always count to 100 every day before switching the damn phone off. “Cheers to yet another productive day, Jade!” I said to no one specifically but myself. I thought people loved phone sex, but I guess I was wrong.
97, 98, 99, 100
I sighed. This shit is outdated; people want the real thing, not some phone sex with a stranger. One does not have to rely on the Internet; it is deceptive. Suddenly, my thoughts were disturbed by the ringing of my phone just as I was about to turn it off. I cleared my throat and swallowed hard while trying to master the most seductive voice that could make a man cum over the phone.
“Thank you for calling The Heart Of Desires; what’s your fantasy?”
“Your juicy pussy.” Straight to the point, I blushed shyly. I don’t know what I’m doing, but if this has to work, I have to go with the flow. I have never done phone sex before, but I need the cash, and besides, it’s not like I’m having real sex. I swallowed hard again, trying to convince myself and answer the man at the other end of the line.
“Straight to the point, I like.”
“How many clients have you got so far?” I should lie, but there is something about his voice that dares me not to. The authority, the power, everything about this voice makes me want to go look for him and lay on a table for him to devour my virgin pussy.
Aargh, Jade, focus!
“Just you. I opened last week and haven’t had calls since then.”
“Honesty, I like. Now, my fantasy. I would like you to give me your phone number, and I would like you not to have any more clients. Just me, what do you say, Juicy J?”
“How do you know my name?” This man sometimes sounds like he’s from another era. His voice was so cold like ice that could freeze a beating heart.
“The ads you posted online, Miss Juicy J,”
“Oh yeah, the ad. So Mr...” I dragged the Mr. part out for a little too long before he told me his name.
“Dark, call me Dark, but when I call you for your services, you can call me Dom.”
“Dom? As in, like Dom Daddy?”
“Even better.” We are engaging, but this man shows no emotion; his words are icy, more like an “I’m the one paying” kind of conversation.
“Dark, I just opened and you are my first client; what if I lose money while entertaining you alone?”
“Dark doesn’t share. Name your price?” Oh God, I don’t know much about money. I mean, I’m only 18; how much is enough?
Shit! This is tricky.
“How much can you afford, Dark?”
“The whole world, I guess?”
“I’m not good with prices, Dark.”
“How about we see how juicy your boobs are for $1000, Miss Juicy J?” I almost screamed at the top of my lungs, but wait, he just said,
“We.”
Who are we? Aargh, who cares? He wants to give me $1000 just for my boobs. I can send him a picture of boobs from the internet. A knowing smile appeared on my face.
“Miss Juicy J, when you send your boobs, please make sure today’s date is showing. Oh, and I know how to spot boobs from the internet; technology makes things easier these days.” I cursed. Argh, I lost. “Is the number on the ad your number, Juicy J?”
“No.”
“Good, give me your personal number and our business starts when you send me those boobies.” Make sure you create an Apple Pay account." I gave him my number, and he sent me a winking emoji as a text.
Shit! This man is going to be the death of me. I went to my room. I stood in front of the mirror with no T-shirt on and no bra on, staring at my boobs. I turned to the side to be sure my boobs were full enough to be displayed. Call me crazy, but I need that $1000, and if I want more cash, I have to make sure my boobs are worth it.
Great, I’ve got full, round breasts. I’m sure Dark would like it. I sighed and took the damn picture. I closed my eyes and pressed the send button. I threw myself on top of my bed, waiting for Dom Daddy to text me what he thought of my boobs.
Five minutes passed, and there was nothing…..
Did he fucking scam me? Oh my God, I was scammed. I fell for a scam!
How the fuck do I report this? I laughed at my stupidity; I just sent a stranger a picture of my boobs. Holy mother! I will start trending soon. What will my dad say?
I started pacing back and forth, not knowing what to do. I can’t delete a sent message. I have just proven to Kate that I am indeed useless. My dad is going to kill me.
In the midst of my panic, I received a text message on my phone, which I opened to find a fucking $3000!
Holy Christ! It was supposed to be $1000. I took my phone and texted him.
Jade: What happened to $1000?
Dark: Miss Juicy J, this is business, and besides, I am a generous man. You need to learn how to negotiate. I can even pay $20,000 if you can convince me.
He sent a winking emoji again. I smiled and laid back on the bed, thinking of how much more I could make if I just did what Dark asked me to do.
I think I will love this; I will never be broke in college. I will at least get the things I need. I sighed, knowing that I would get to help my dad with his business, too. Kate took everything from him, and now we are just managing. Some mothers protect their children, but my mom is about going after the richest men ever registered. She’s all about being young and marrying rich men. Well, marriage number 7 didn’t work. Who is her next target?
Maybe Domenico Lombardi I laughed; that man is unreachable. I heard he is scary and handsome as hell, and I will be working with the devil himself as his part-time personal assistant.
I went inside my bathroom, took a shower, and rested; tomorrow I have a long day ahead of me. An interview with the devil and going to the bank for my tuition fees.
~Jade’s POV~ I hate the sound. It is the most vexing sound on the planet. I mean, I’m not in high school anymore. I reached for the nightstand to turn off the alarm, but I pressed the snooze button. After 5 minutes, the ridiculous sound came back on again as I was about to fall asleep again. I grumbled, closed my eyes, and drew the blanket closer to my face, hoping to fall asleep. “Wake up, Jade. Don’t forget you have an interview today.” “Just 15 minutes, Dad.” “Baby, no one will take you seriously if you arrive late.” It annoys me he was right. With a deep grunt, I kicked open the blankets. I hate adulting. I mean, I have to find a job. Three months ago, I was a girl with dreams, and working wasn’t one of them. Not yet, but knowing how things are at home, I need to work to help my father. I immediately walked into the bathroom, took care of my business, showered, and picked out what to wear for my interview: a black pencil skirt with a high waist that fit my curves and ended just
~Jade’s POV~ My ride arrived while I was still bawling. How could he be so cruel to me? Why he didn’t even give me a chance to prove myself? I am not worth standing before him dressed like this? Could it be the choker? Why did he have to pass judgment on my personality because I wore a choker? I unzipped my bag and took out a tissue. “Are you alright, ma’am?” As he drove on, the driver inquired. “I’m sorry, bad day.” “It’s too early to have one, but some people are designed to ruin our days, especially the rich ones.” His words made me laugh. “Thank you.” “You are welcome.” The man stated. The rest of the ride was peaceful. The car came to a halt in front of the bank. I went down, rated the man’s service, and tipped him. The bank wasn’t very busy, so I waited a few minutes for someone to assist me. Before gaining access to my funds, the banker began asking me a few questions. As he typed, I noticed a puzzled expression on his face. He then sighed. “How much did you say was here?
~Jade’s POV~ I called an Uber to Mike’s. My best friend Lee was already waiting for me when I arrived 15 minutes later. I hadn’t seen her, but her car was parked outside. Lee waved at me as I stepped in. I smiled at her, but I was still an emotional wreck. Lee and I had hoped to attend the same institution, but I have to tell my best friend that I will not be attending college unless I can find a way to gather funds. I walked right up to the table. Lee rose to greet me with an embrace. She gave me the warmest hug I’d ever received. Lee knows me better than my father does. We’ve been buddies since the beginning of time. I met her when I was eight years old after my mother told me I was a mistake and that I meant nothing to her. I ran off, and I intentionally wanted a car to run me over because I was an unwanted child, a burden that my mother made me be. That’s when Lee saved me, and since then she has been coming to check on me, and, one thing led to another, we became friends. “You l
~Jade’s POV~ I sat and watched Mr. Arrogant stare at me with such hunger, or maybe it was disdain combined with hunger, but I’m not giving up. Kate hadn’t taken her seat yet, so I went to a seat with a better view of Mr. Lombardi. With his gaze on me, I drew my skirt up to my thighs and opened my legs. Since she stole my funds, I have been motivated to do just about anything to piss Kate off. I will steal her next target. Domenico kept his attention fixed on me as he held my scarlet thong to his nose. I parted my legs to give him a better view. “Oh my God, Jade, what have you done?” “Just watch, Lee. Just watch.” I had no intention of giving up. I intended to leave Domenico Lombardi, wanting more of the garbage that wasn’t worthy of standing in front of him. I watched as the man stood up and walked away from Kate. I smiled as he dashed out of Mike’s like he was running for his life. I then drank my wine while closing my legs. Time to face Kate She shifted her gaze to mine. I coul
~Jade’s POV~I was waiting for Dark to call me while lying down on my bed with my head facing the ceiling and my phone tapping on my thighs. It has been a few hours since I have been resting in this position. Dark promised to call every day, but he hasn’t called, and it’s starting to get to me. I have been watching porn for the past three days. Dark seems to be an experienced man, so I had to up my game. When I glance at the watch that hangs on my wall, I see that it is almost one in the morning.I expected him to call today because he hadn’t called in three days. The realization that it was going to be another night of disappointment caused my eyes to start getting heavy, and I let out a sigh as I came to terms with the situation. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, where I did my business. After that, I went to the basin and splashed some water on my face so that I could remain awake for at least an additional hour. I’m not ready to give up just yet. The moment I finished rin
Domenico To say that I was angry would be an understatement; to say that I was disgusted would be more factual. It has to be a dream, a dream that I need to wake up from as soon as possible. I scooped some of the water out of the basin and threw it on my face. My mind has been preoccupied with the thought of morphing for some time now, but how can I do that? Humans are all over the place. As drops of water ran down my face, all I could do was wish it was just dread I saw that day. At the thought of her, I could feel my chest becoming tighter and my breath becoming more labored. At the mere thought of that unworthy thing of a mate, I saw that day blood had already rushed through my body. And now… I couldn’t even breathe without thinking of her. How dare Celine do this to me? A useless human mate. Mate is an understatement, a queen. A fucking queen! How the fuck is she going to lead an entire kingdom when she is just a little, scared human? She makes my skin crawl, and I just can’t s
DomenicoI drove aimlessly around my kingdom for about an hour or so, attempting to calm the restlessness that had settled into me and the tightness that had developed in my cock at the mere thought of my mate.Mate.I tried everything I could think of, but nothing seemed to help. I stepped on the accelerator, reaching the highest speed limit. I was doing everything I could to forget her, or so I thought. The bonds shared by Lycans are significantly more powerful than those shared by a typical wolf, and for me, the king is even more powerful. You start to crave her, smell her everywhere, feel her, and the urge to pup her is very high, but I can’t. Once you meet your fated one, you start to crave her. I have to kill her before she starts to be a distraction in my life. I need a fuck, and I can’t fuck a human in this state. The only kind I can fuck is my kind or she-wolf.The mere idea of the queen is enough to make me seethe to my very core, and all I want to do is fuck; however, I des
Jade It’s incredible what people will do when they’re desperate enough, above all, temptation. I spent the money I received from Dark in the hopes that I would make more. Well, maybe I am just too bad at everything. Dark hasn’t called for a week now. To drown my sorrows and forget about everything that’s bothering me, all I really need is a drink right now. I took a bus to God knows where downtown. I walked down a street full of lively people, and I was the only one who wasn’t. After what seemed like an eternity of walking, I finally asked a random person if there was a bar in the area, and he said yes and pointed me in the direction of a club. As soon as I walked into the bar, I noticed that it had a sophisticated and unique atmosphere. There weren’t many women in the bar; most of the patrons were dressed all in black and appeared to be security guards. They were all speaking with an Italian accent. There was no way that they could have been security guards; in fact, there was no
GailI followed Dark because I could feel something wasn't right; the man who was supposed to be mine wasn't into me at all. I'm desperate right now, and I don't even know what to do. First, he made me feel like shit in front of the Kate girl who worked in our penthouse for 2 days, and now I'm sensing there is another woman in the picture.Come to think of it, that girl is Kate, and there is another Kate that he's seeing. Do I have to change my name to Kate for Dom to look at me?I really don't know what to do, and I'm running out of time. I should be the queen, not going up and down trying to find out who has Dark’s heart.The way I'm so mad, I should be using my wolf spread to run to wherever he went. I can't believe humans are in denial, and they don't believe creatures like us exist. But I swear to the goddess that if this Kate woman is the one, or worse, his mate, I will not hesitate to kill her. I will not let any human stand in my way of being the queen. Not on my watch.With a
DomenicoThe chandeliers cast a golden glow over the room, turning every glass, plate, and fork into instruments of light, casting prismatic shadows over my brooding form—shadows that seemed to mock the turmoil twisting inside me. The golden hue of the restaurant's walls was supposed to provide a comforting embrace, yet tonight, it felt as if they were closing in, suffocating me with the scent of gourmet dishes and the murmur of contented diners. I sat there, an island of discontent amidst a sea of luxury, flanked by my ever-watchful bodyguards who stood like silent sentinels."Sir," one of them murmured, his voice barely breaking the hum of conversation around us, "will you need anything while you wait?" As if I were waiting for anything meaningful, but nah! My own doom!I glanced up from my clenched fists, knuckles turned white, the fine lines of my suit doing nothing to dispel the disarray of my spirit. "No," I replied, my voice a soft growl that belied the tempest within. "just...
DomenicoI really can’t stand Gail. Women these days are clever. Can't she fucking see that I don’t want her around? Women are clever these days; they don’t stay where they are not wanted, but this mosquito won’t leave me the fuck alone. I know to her it’s never about love; it’s about power. She and her excuse of a father want power and protection because I am the fucking king. But one thing I will never give Gail is my attention. Mother, no matter how hard I try to be a loving fiancé, as humans call it, I just can’t fucking love that mutt.I pull out my phone with the intention of calling Kate, but my fingers have other plans for me. I found myself calling Juicy J. I clung to the phone as it rang, and as I was about to hang up, a beautiful voice almost sounded like one belonging to my little mate answered. If I didn’t know better, I’d say Juicy J was my little Jade, but that little girl is far too innocent to talk dirty like Juicy J.Maybe, just maybe, I need to meet Juicy J and then
Domenico"Oh, baby, you seem so tired; let me give you a massage.” The words slithered from her lips, coated in the syrupy tone of feigned concern. The falseness of it swirled around me like a nauseating perfume. "You are working too hard, Dom.”As the word 'Dom' rolled off Gail's tongue, it was as if she drew it from a well of insincerity, each syllable dripping with the saccharine sweetness of artificiality. The sound of my name in her voice was like a poorly played melody, grating against the walls of my consciousness. However, when another person—a particular young woman whose image flickered like a candle flame in the back of my mind—whispered that name, it resonated with a symphony of desire and possession."Dom," she would say, and oh, how differently it sounded. There was a purity to it, an innocence laced with the promise of something primal. It stirred within me a beast that lay dormant, biding its time beneath layers of control and denial.“At least you are now starting to
DomenicoThe moment I crossed the threshold, Gail's voice slithered through the air like a serpent draped in velvet, each word dripping with the saccharine sweetness of fake. "Honey, I made pasta for supper," she cooed, her syllables curling into my ears with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to crystal. A voice so fake that even the dumbest child could see through.With a dismissive grunt, I shrugged off the weight of her words along with the tailored suit jacket that clung to my broad shoulders; it fell to the floor in a heap of expensive fabric and unspoken disdain. I didn't give Gail the satisfaction of my attention, didn't let her see the flicker of irritation that danced behind my eyes—because if I did, if I allowed myself to truly acknowledge her presence, I would be compelled to send her away once more, to cast her out into the cold reality from which she desperately sought refuge. What I need is for her to leave me the fuck alone and return to her father’s house. Well, the probl
JadeA sigh escaped my lips, heavy with the weight of unspoken thoughts, as I retreated into the bathroom. The room was dimly lit, suffused with a gentle glow that seemed to soften the edges of reality. My hand turned the faucet, releasing a cascade of warmth that filled the space with a comforting hiss. I stepped beneath the shower's embrace, letting the water envelop me in its liquid caress.“Fuck you!,” I murmured to the ghosts of memory that lingered at the periphery of my consciousness, insisting on their presence like unwelcome specters at a feast. As the warm droplets beat against my skin, each one felt like a tiny hammer, driving out the images and whispers of those who no longer held a place in my world. And yet, as much as I tried to banish them, one specter remained defiant, clinging to the recesses of my mind."Why now?" The question slipped from my lips, mingling with the steam rising in spirals around me. It wasn't just any him, it was him – the man whose very essence se
JadeSunlight danced on the cerulean waves, a glittering symphony that played upon the infinite expanse of the ocean. The horizon stretched beyond the limits of sight, unfettered and wild from the vantage point of my new apartment, a sanctuary perched high above the world's mundane clamor. Life was undeniably sweeter here, each breath imbued with the briny zest of sea air, promising a day unshackled from yesterday's shadows.Yet, as I lay there, ensconced in the soft embrace of Egyptian cotton sheets that whispered against my skin like the gentlest of lovers' caresses, my mind drifted—unbidden—to Mr. Lombardi. The thought of him ignited a tempest within me, a maelstrom of desire and indignation that clashed with the tranquil morning. "How dare he call me unworthy," I murmured to the empty room, the words falling flat against the backdrop of rolling waves. His rejection stung, an incessant throb in my chest, but it was his craving, the way he devoured my pussy with such ravenous hunger
JadeThe golden hues of the setting sun spilled across the polished hardwood floor of our new apartment, bathing it in a warm glow that should have felt welcoming. But the air held a strange tension, like the stillness before a storm. I zipped up the last of my suitcases, the fabric straining against the bulk of hastily folded clothes. A glance around confirmed the practical sterility of the place—impersonal yet oddly comforting with its ready-made homeliness. All we needed were our belongings, and I had just finished transferring mine into this anonymous space that would soon echo the patterns of our lives.Taking a breath to steady the fluttering in my chest—a curious mix of excitement and an unnamed dread—I crossed the threshold into Lee's room, the door creaking softly on its hinges as if reluctant to reveal its occupant's secrets. There she was, Lee, framed by the window, her silhouette etched against the canvas of a city we were yet to call home. Her eyes, those windows to a sou
JadeThe salt-kissed breeze wafted through the open window, carrying with it the distant cries of seagulls and the relentless murmur of the ocean. I stood there, inhaling deeply, the briny air filling my lungs and cleansing away the acrid taste of past regrets. A fresh start—that's what danced on the horizon, shimmering like the sun-dappled surface of the sea before me. My life, up until this point, had been a relentless mire of chaos—a fool’s errand chasing after a love that turned out to be nothing more than a mirage orchestrated by a nut head whose name I now refused to let stain my thoughts. But here, at this moment, with the vast expanse of possibilities stretching out as far as the eye could see, I felt the tides within me begin to shift."Isn't it just perfect?" Lee's voice tinged with an uncharacteristic tremor of excitement, broke through my reverie. We were standing side by side, our reflections mingling in the glass panes that framed the perfect view."More than," I murmure