11 - Yes, DaddyJames“Will you let me fuck you, Mia? If I make you cum like the good girl you are, hm?”Say no. Please. For the sake of my sanity, pull away, slap me, curse me, do anything but agree. “Y-yes,” Mia whispered, her hazel-green eyes dilated and hazy as she answered, “Yes, Daddy.”Fuck, fuck, fuck. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Any of it. I was supposed to bid her goodnight, drive back to a penthouse that’s too big for me, fuck my fist until I spilled all over my stomach and sleep alone on a cold bed then wake up next morning with guilty conscience while dressing up for school. But I’m a sinner through and through. Like father, like son. I brushed my thumb over her plump bottom lip and demanded, “Say it again, Princess.”“Yes, Daddy.” “No,” I tsked. “Tell me what filthy things I’ll do to you if I make you cum.”“I…” She took a shuddering breath and squirmed. Fuck me. Her nipples were hard and slicing through the thin top she was wearing, and I’d sever my own fuckin
12 - Pinky PromiseMiaI didn’t know what to think. How to think. All my motor functions had come to a halt as soon as I had heard a very patient nurse through the phone. Thankfully, Emma and Summer had cornered me seeing my pale face and kept the phone on speaker, hearing the second worst news I’ve ever heard in seventeen years of my life. First one was when my dad brought me into that god-awful hospital room and told me what had happened to Mom. “Mia.”I couldn’t breathe. My arms were shaking, and I wanted to empty my breakfast—oh God, my dad… he had made eggs, and we had joked about something this morning, and we were laughing and he—“Mia.” My vision was getting blurry as I focused on the sharp, intense gaze. His warm hands on my shoulder. “I’m here. Clyde is okay.”“H-He…” I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. I didn’t want to think. I wanted to throw myself in cold water and never breathe just so I could stop the ache in my heart. I didn’t want to feel this emotion a
13 - Bring a SwimsuitJames“Why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?” I asked, trying to rein in the anger and guilt that I felt. “You could’ve told me.”Clyde didn’t look at me. “I didn’t tell anyone because no one was supposed to know.”“Clyde,” I said, sitting down on the chair and facing him. “I can help—”“No,” he answered, finally meeting my eyes. “No, James. You’ve done enough for my family and I can’t—I won’t accept it now. I’ll go back to work as soon as I get out of this damn hospital and it’ll be alright.”I closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair. It was a mess. “I take it Mia doesn’t know that her tuition fees for the next semester aren’t paid yet and her father is paying off his debt, so you can’t pay for your own medications.” I glanced around the room and said dryly, “Or the hospital bill.”Clyde sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. He looked tired and exhausted. At least he was alive. I should be thankful for that. I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Promis
14 - No, thank you, DaddyMia“You like that, don’t you, babydoll? I bet your lil’ cunny is soaked.”I whimpered and closed my eyes to try moaning sultry like the voice actor was doing over the speakers. But I found it awkward and a bit cringe-y that he was faking most of it. He was, right? Or was it real? I couldn’t tell. I was too busy trying to find the right—“Mia.” I squeaked and turned to look at the face of the man who was currently stripping me out of my night clothes in my head. Oh God. Oh, my God. Why does everyone find the perfect time to disturb me every time I try to masturbate?I rolled over in my panic—fueled by embarrassment and a guilty conscious—and fell over the other side of the bed, almost hitting my head on the nightstand. “Are you alright?” He came forward, but I was still in my panic fueled—oh, you get the point. I scrambled away from him, standing up too quickly and tripping with my foot on the blanket that was wrapped around my ankles. I squeezed my eyes s
15 - See Me After ClassMiaThe thing started vibrating in my hand and I almost dropped it. “You guys are insane,” I breathed out, already pressing my thighs together as I stared at the egg thingy and between my two best friends, who were smirking at me.I shook my head and turned it off. “I don’t want it.” Even though it looked… handy. Summer grinned, “Too bad it’s your birthday gift.”“It’s not my birthday.”Emma rolled her baby blue eyes and continued applying a pink gloss over her lips, staring at her reflection in the mirror. “It’s your early birthday gift, babe. We both ordered it a month ago to get it imported here from London, so you better use it and rate the O.”My cheeks burned, and I looked around the washroom again, just to make sure we were alone. It was lunch break and thankfully, the unisex washroom on the third floor of our building was empty. My friends had decided it was a great idea to surprise me with a little vibrator. Spoiler Alert: It was not so little. “Ra
Part Three“Bend over the desk, Princess. It’s time for your punishment.”16 - Naughty BratMiaI pursed my lips and thought about the choices I had. Option A: I can pretend and lie that I didn’t know what the heck that was, but the chances of James catching my lie were pretty high. Option B: Die from mortification. Unfortunately, it wasn’t plausible in the current condition I was in. Option C: I could nod. Let him scold me for using a sex toy during school, especially his class, and weep in my room for a couple of weeks before changing my name and moving to another country. I’ve heard Europe’s pretty cool about sex toys and walking naked, right?Option D: Make a run for it. Yeet out of the class. I was highly considering sliding open the window and jumping down from the two-story floor, but I feared breaking my bones and then paying for the hospital bills. So I had only one chance of escaping. The door. I slowly stood up from the chair and heard the students talking loudly in t
17 - I’ll do AnythingJamesI glared at her pretty green eyes as they gleamed with tears. I was truly a sadist to find the sight of her crying so fucking beautiful. I wanted to lean down and capture her pouty mouth with a kiss and punish her for her actions. Her lips trembled, and I knew she was still shaking from the vibrations of the toy that was buried deep inside her pussy. Fuck. I wanted to be the one who gave her first orgasm, bury my fingers inside her, stretch her little cunt and make her cum with my mouth, my cock. I was jealous of a fucking sex toy. “Answer me, Princess,” I asked again, my tone soft as her body calmed down from the edge, returning to Earth. As much as I’d love for her to have multiple orgasms through the tiny toy, I wanted to make it comfortable for her. And I was sure she didn’t plan to have her first orgasm on a classroom floor. She could have that bent over my desk. “I…” Mia licked her lips, her eyes dropping to my lips before meeting my eyes again.
18 - You Taste like HeavenMiaBiting my lip, I wriggled my ass, trying to feel his hardened length closer to where I needed him. But I ached everywhere, my body thrumming with the need to be filled, touched, kissed, licked. Whatever adverbs or adjectives there were to perform bodily intimacy with each other. The soft pads of his fingers brushed over the backs of my thighs, making me shiver. I took a deep breath, trying to control the aching need bubbling inside me. They slid over my inner thigh, gliding over to my ass. I stayed still, wishing he’d never stop when I felt the slight shake of his breathing. Was he turned on by this as much as I was? No, it could be that he didn’t like the plain white underwear I wore. Before I could voice out my worry, he cupped my ass and squeezed. Hard. “You’ve a fucking lovely ass.” I took a sharp breath when he slapped one of my cheek, keeping the skirt flipped over my back. “I’m going to turn it into the perfect shade of pink so you remember yo
2 - Be a Good BoyAnnaMy lips parted hearing his filthy words, my thighs clenching at his deep, rumbling voice. No one had ever spoken to me that way in forty-one years of my life.He was hot as hell, and he knew it. His suit looked expensive, his white shirt ironed perfectly as it fit him like a second skin. His slacks were silk and his shoes… made him look young.And even though his tall, lean body was made for the suit, he didn’t seem like he ever wore suits. With the piercings and tattoos, I could guess he looked better in a leather jacket. His shiny long locks made him look like a hot, rebellious rockstar that had pestered me for my number when I was young.What the hell are you thinking, Anna?“I…”“Stop
Dedicated to every one who wanted not one, but two hot and young boyfriends who worship you like a Goddess.Part One“I want to fuck you like a hot milf you are.”1 - Pardon my LanguageCalebSome would say I looked like a fuckboy dressed as a gentleman at my ex’s bachelor party. I turned off my Peach—yes, I named my bike, boo-fucking-hoo—and unclipped my helmet. The ride was smooth with minimal traffic, but a small part of me craved something… dangerous. Or darker. The adrenaline was still running high, and I wished I could turn back around and go ride again.It was happening again, and I was trying my best to be a good-fucking-boy when all I wanted to do was chase addiction. Any addiction.It’s a good day—week for Aaron. You promised you’d be there for him.Shaking my head, I fixed my suit and checked the shoelaces of my Vans. Dad had given a couple of his since they were getting too tight for him. I had a lean muscular body, so they fit me perfectly—almost too perfectly, and I sen
Bonus Scene of Billionaire BossNote: This scene happened in the middle of the book, after they signed the contract.SummerMy heartbeat hammered in my ears as they called my number. I couldn’t believe I was doing it. I had seen the email from the sex club, the one where I had a one-night stand with Damon, about the auction night where all the proceeds would go to charity for homeless people.I showed it to Damon after a late night at the office.“What?” Damon had asked, quirking his brow. “Do you want to parade your body and make me bid on you?”I had agreed because I loved the auction trope in mafia romance, and I’d be lying if I didn’t want to try it.“Look at her!” The host cheered when I stepped out of the curtains and onto the stage.Bright lights blinded me, and I almost lost my balance in the heels as patrons
EpilogueSummer“What the fuck are you doing—”My eyes widened and a small gasp escaped my lips when Damon wrapped his hand around my throat. His stormy gray eyes glared at me, his face dark.“Shut the fuck up,” he said, his eyes lowering to my lips. I licked them. The hand around my throat tightened. “I’m going to kiss you.”Before I could utter another word, his lips captured mine in a hot, fiery kiss. My hands came up to his shoulders to push him away, but when he angled his head to deepen the kiss, all my thoughts of pushing him vanished and instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck.A small whimper elicited from my throat when he bit my bottom lip. My fingers curled in his hair. He groaned, angling my face to him as I pressed my body against his, feeling his wild heartbeat through the layers of clothes between us.As if sensing my thoughts, he pull
44 - Broke the RuleSummerI fell for her first.His words rang in my ears as I made my way out of the studio with shaky legs.“Summer!” Damon called, following me as I hurried my pace. “Summer, wait!”I turned around, all of a sudden angry at him. “What do you want?”He looked around at the employees that were in the building and held my hand, dragging me to his private elevator. He pressed the button for the highest floor and asked, “Why did you run away?”I pulled away and stood as far as I could from him. “I didn’t know you could lie so well in front of the camera.”He clenche
43 - I Fell for HerDamon“Fuck,” I said, pulling out of her and fixing my shirt. “I have to take this.”She cleared her throat before I could accept the call, looking hot as fuck straightening her blouse and skirt.“What is it?” I asked, knowing she wanted something by the look in her eyes. I’d have to force my wet dick down and suffer through blue balls the entire meeting.“Sorry, I had something in my throat,” she said, clearing her throat again and eyeing me as if I was a piece of meat. “Unfortunately, it wasn’t you.”I raised my brow. “You want to suck my cock, dirty girl?”She bit her lip and nodded. “I came, but you didn’t…”I sat in my
42 - My Silly GooseSummerDamon was absolutely adorable when he was drunk. He made jokes, which was surprising, and he laughed more, his dimple making more appearances than ever. I took a couple of pictures of him so I could show him why he should smile more.Thankfully, Cillian helped me take him to his room in Moore’s mansion that belonged to Emma. They both said their goodnights and went to Cillian’s place as Caleb, his son, and Emma’s ex-boyfriend, was in New York.I helped Damon brush his teeth and remove his shoes. He was way too heavy, but I managed to unbutton his shirt and remove his belt. He mumbled something when I tried to remove his shirt.“Stop!” he said, looking at me with half-lidded eyes. He covered his chest and said, &ldq
41 - Particular PersonDamonWhen Summer’s nana said she wanted to talk to me with her serious face, I thought I knew how it would go. After all, I had watched enough K-Dramas with Emma and Mia to know how this works.So, before she could say a word, I set my intentions straight even though there wasn’t a glass of water or coffee nearby for my parched throat.“I’m sorry, but I like Summer, and I won’t accept any money you offer to break up with her,” I said, bowing my head.There. Nailed it.“What?” she asked, and I raised my head. “Why would I give you money to break up with my granddaughter?”I blink
40 - A SecretSummer“When’s your boy coming over?” my nana asked me for the umpteenth time as I helped stir the secret sauce my mom was making for dinner.“He’s not a boy, nana,” I said, knowing how much of a man Damon was. “He said he’ll be here. Why are you asking me so much about him?”“Because she wants to interrogate him,” Mom said, coming over to help me and side-eyed Nana, who was sitting at the dining table, looking out of the window so she could see who’s coming. “She interviewed your dad when he picked me up on our second date. When I came back home, she told me to marry him.”“Aww,” I cooed, giving a side hug to Mom. “I hope I find love like you two.”Mom narrowed her eyes at me. “What do