My heart skips a beat when I feel a tightness around the skin of my wrists, and I wince slightly, trying my best to take a glance at what he is doing. But he holds me in place, and when I struggle against his grip, he slaps my ass.Hard."Ah!" I yelp, sinking back into the bed as I feel an electrifying feeling course through me, a stinging pain that makes my core slick with juices.Damn, that felt good."That's what you get when you don't do what I say," he rasps, his voice a deep mix of irritation and smugness. But I wanted him to spank me again, so I fought against his grip once more, and this time he slaps my pussy.I moan out loud, arching my back further as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I am on cloud nine, and my body eagerly craves the sensations he gives me."You're enjoying this too much," I hear him say, but his tone holds no annoyance, just fascination. "You're going to regret disobeying me if you keep that up."It is an obvious threat, but I am a fool who loves to tre
LUKE'S POV I had always thought I was a level headed and calculated man, that nothing could ever rile me up to the point where I acted impulsively or out of character. But everything changed when I met her. I was working late on some designs when the head of our HR department called to inform me that an employee had posted unethical content on the company's online platform. I honestly didn't care, nor did I want to bother with such frivolous matters. But when the manager mentioned my involvement in the scandal and the potential threat to my reputation, my interest was piqued, leaving me no choice but to see what the commotion was all about. I certainly didn't expect to find a sex bucket list on the site, neither did I expect to see my name added as a potential partner for completing the said list. It wasn't meant to annoy me, the fact that I was ranked as the third candidate on a sex bucket list of a random employee wasn't enough for my chest to burn with rage. It was beneath me,
THIRD PERSON POV Luke looked up at her, his lips parted, and his gaze glossed with fascination. Aurelia's demeanor had changed in an instant; gone was the girl who stole shy glances at him every now and then.But now, he couldn't explain why his heart rate suddenly picked up as he met her fiery gaze, one that matched the pulsating intensity brewing between them. Amused at her declaration, he decided to tease her a bit. “I'm not fooling around,” he started, and Aurelia responded with a roll of her eyes.She leaned close, grinding against his erection as her breasts pressed against his hard chest. His jaw clenched as he tried to ignore the feeling of her arousal wetting his clothes, keeping a straight face as she towered over him. Aurelia's hands snuck to his waist, ghosting over his belt buckle. Her gaze lingered there, her chest rising and falling with acute anticipation.“Then fuck me.” Her voice was a mere whisper, but her tone was commanding, making her approach even more captivati
AURELIA The next day, I woke up feeling lightheaded. Soft rays of sunlight filter through the blinds of the open window, caressing my face and stirring me awake.I drowsily rose from the bed, a small yawn escaping my lips as I stretched my limbs. I slumped back on the bed, my bones aching with fatigue as I combed my hair with my fingers.I freeze in place as I notice the bandages around my wrists, my eyes widening in realization as the events of last night dawn upon me.Memories of the previous night clouded my mind."You are a lot prettier with my cock deep in you…”My cheeks flared up, and my mouth fell open in shock. Yesterday…I had sex for the first time…With the CEO…..I lost my virginity….to my boss….“Oh my gosh.” I gasped, burying my face in my hands. “Oh my fucking gosh.”I remembered it all, the ravenous look in his eyes, his tantalizing touch, his velvet voice praising me. It was all etched in my mind, reminding me that it was indeed real and not a dream.Straightening u
The silence was deafening. What should I say? How best can I explain the marks on my skin? A few days have passed since the gala, but the marks remained as a testimony of what transpired that fateful night.My neck was still red from the tightness of the choker, and the CEO’s bite marks lingered around it, trailing down to my shoulders like a spreading rash.I was grateful for the fact he couldn't see the marks from the whiplashes that wrapped around my body like stripes in a zebra.Caspian brows furrowed in deep thought, he looked like he was putting two and two together, I could tell from the way doubt and disbelief clouded his gaze.I spoke to save him the trouble of thinking further. “I can't be with you Caspian.” There I said it.I push back from him, keeping a foot's distance between us as I shift my gaze to my vintage boots. “My bucket list……you don't have to worry about it anymore.”Caspian head hung low, and I heaved out a long sigh. It was good to get that off my chest, but
LUKEThis was fun.I leaned back in my seat, stifling my laughter as I gazed at my laptop screen. No, I wasn't watching a sitcom or anything like that, it was something much more endearing, or rather, someone more amusing.I watched Aurelia scamper about the studio through the footage from the company's CCTV cameras. Her desperation to find who sent her those messages was cute, but alas, she would never be able to figure out who it was. Oh, I was enjoying this a little too much, teasing her had become my favorite thing to do, whether it was teasing her pussy or her mind. Damn that tight pussy. I wanted it, craved it, but I kept my horny ass in my seat and just watched. For now.Hacking into her phone had been easy. On the night of the gala, just after she fell into a deep slumber, I sent one of the staff to retrieve her things from the main hall. She didn't have a password on her phone, how careless. it wouldn't have meant much anyway, I would have still gained access. I added my numb
AURELIA“Cheers!” The round table is brought alive with bubbly laughter as glasses were raised in the air to give a loud toast, celebrating the success of my award. I forced a smile and brought my glass to my lips. My colleagues had taken the time to surprise me with this nice get-together, there was tasty food, nice drinks, and even a cake.But despite the happiness that radiated from everyone, it never reached me. I was there, sitting among them physically, but I couldn't take part in their joy.I jolt in my spot as Kendall points at me, demanding a speech. I wanted to brush him off since they had already heard most of it at the gala, but that wouldn't be right. So I stood to my feet, and everyone gave me a soft round of applause as I did so.“Thank you all. I appreciate your endless support and companionship. This award isn't just for me, it's a collection of everything we've put together, it's an award that recognizes our team as a whole.” My throat worked as tears clouded my vis
I winced as I felt my body rebel against my will. I felt so heavy, like my joints had been locked in place. Maybe I was drugged, drugged and vulnerable.I looked down at myself and was glad to see my clothes were still on. I forced myself to get out of bed, my gaze darting about the room to take in my surroundings. I didn't know what a stalker's bedroom was supposed to look like, but I had expected the walls to be covered in pictures of me, pictures he'd taken without my consent while watching me.But instead, posters of famous baseball players decorated the walls. The curtains of the room were a bright pink, which stood out like a sore thumb against the otherwise neutral decor. A simple wooden desk, neatly organized with a few notebooks and pens, stood against one wall. A small bookshelf held an assortment of novels and textbooks, with a quirky lava lamp sitting on top, its blobs slowly drifting up and down. The bedspread was plain blue, contrasting with a few brightly colored thro
“P-pregnant?” Aurelia gaped, her jaw scraping the floor. Ezekiel nodded solemnly, shifting on the hospital bed so he could take her hand. “The doctor said you're two months gone.”Aurelia looked down at her stomach, unable to believe a baby was growing inside her. Her baby. Luke's baby.Her vision blurred, and she felt like she was floating outside her body. She heard Ezekiel's concerned voice, but it sounded distant, muffled. The hospital room spun around her, a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds.Luke's baby.The words echoed in her mind, refusing to sink in. “This…” she suddenly felt dizzy again. “This can't be real.”She must be dreaming. It can't be possible.Because she can't……she can't get pregnant. A few years back, Aurelia had discovered she couldn't conceive during a mandatory check-up for college. Her ovarian reserve was low, so there was a 0.9% percent chance her eggs would fertilize to bear a child. It didn't mean much to her then, because she was devoted to her studie
Aurelia hunched over the sink, her throat dry from puking her breakfast. “Did you eat something bad?” Olivia's brows knitted in worry as she rubbed Aurelia’s back. “No.” Aurelia coughed out. She filled her hand with water and splashed it against her face. It helped calm the burning sensations on her skin. “It’s probably jet lag. The flight back to New York was long.”“Hmm. All the more reason why you shouldn’t have resumed work immediately after getting back.” Olivia scolded her. Aurelia straightened up, forcing a smile to persuade her friend. Oh if only Olivia knew why she couldn’t possibly sit idle in her apartment. Her brooding thoughts would not let her rest and she’d thought of reaching out to the CEO multiple times. It drove her crazy. Although she had gotten a two-week break off work, she returned three days after arriving in New York. Work helped get her mind off things—off him. And that was what she desperately needed at the moment. A distraction.Aurelia wanted to slowl
Aurelia huffed as she looked down at her watch. 6 am. The airport was filled even at such an early time, and as she made her way through the crowd, her mind drifted off to the night before.She had taken a bold step, confessing her feelings to get out of the contract with the CEO. It was out of impulse. His words stabbed her more than his reaction, and she wasn't strong enough to just sit and bear the pain. She was done feeding into his ego, dancing on his palm like a puppet. Luke had talked about owning her fully, and it was nothing but an insult. Maybe it was her mistake for falling for him, for setting herself up for heartbreak, but she had enough. Although she was somewhat satisfied, seeing the shocked expression on his face was like a soothing balm to her wound. She had completely caught him off guard, and among her bountiful losses, this was a fair win. She left the restaurant without looking back or waiting for a reply. Luke didn’t stop her, and she was grateful for that. If
“Do you have feelings for me?”The question cut deep, reopening the wound from last night. She had slapped a bandage on it to face him, and here was, mercilessly ripping off the fragile bandage. Luke wet his lips, his expression grace. Aurelia didn’t know which was worse, was it the expression on his face or the coldness in his tone? She didn’t want to remember that he despised the thought of her. She didn’t want him to say it openly, to reject her officially.But was she hoping for? Aurelia knew the complication of her feelings, she knew it would break the final thread that held them together. Yet her heart ached. Her despair was determined from the moment he came into her life, like a rippling tornado, fast and powerful, shattering the beliefs she’d believed in and leaving just as quickly as it came. She hasn’t forgotten how he’d acted throughout the week. While she yearned for him, even after their fallout, he ignored her like the plague. Aurelia wanted to laugh at her foolish,
Aurelia didn't sleep a wink. Dragging herself out of bed, she sat up and just stared. Her mind was blank, the events of the previous day dawning on her. Ezekiel’s confession. Luke’s rejection. And Veronica’s……Aurelia winced as she recalled the kiss, her fingers absentmindedly skimming over her lips.‘I prefer women.’Aurelia squeezed her eyes shut, then she opened them. She slapped herself out of her daze, hoping to dispel the warmth that tickled her cheeks. That damned Veronica, she thought, recalling the satisfied smirk on the model’s face. The boldness of that woman. Kissing her out of the blue like that. It was the biggest plot twist in her mangled story, one that she had never seen coming. A subtle knock on the door cut through Aurelia’s thoughts. Her brows furrowed. She didn’t order room service, so who could be knocking at her door at this time? Wait…she paused. What time was it? Aurelia’s lazy gaze searched the walls for the clock, and when she spotted it, a gasp esca
“Here.”Aurelia hesitated before taking the cup of water from Veronica, staring at it like it would come alive and bite her. “I didn't poison it if that's what you're thinking.” Veronica mused, sarcasm dripping in her tone. Giving the cup one last wary stare, Aurelia accepted it, and Veronica flopped on the sofa beside her. They were in Veronica's hotel room, and the supermodel had taken it upon herself to tend to Aurelia's wound, taking responsibility for her fall. Veronica observed Aurelia's scraped knee, then she moved to her closet, returning with a tube of ointment. Aurelia silently watched as she squeezed the open cut, her fingers spreading it against her skin. “That will do.” Veronica nodded as she sealed the cap on the ointment, letting out a small yawn as she straightened up. “Thank you.” Aurelia kept her head low, spacing out as she looked down at her feet. “Now that's out of the way, shall we begin?” Veronica suggested, leaning back in her seat as she crossed her legs
Ezekiel was in high spirits. The final event of the Fashion Week had ended at the crack of dawn but he wasn’t the least bit tired. After escorting Aurelia to her hotel room and bidding her goodbye, he skipped happily to the hotel bar to get himself a drink. Now that he knew he had genuine feelings for Aurelia, his constant struggle with denial was over, lifting a load off his chest. He was as chirpy as a schoolboy in love. “Oh?” On spotting a familiar face, Ezekiel stopped at the entrance of the bar, a mocking smirk playing on his lips as he leaned against the door frame. “Who do we have here?” Luke ignored him, pouring himself another glass of whiskey. They were the only ones in the bar. “Mind if I join you for a drink?” Ezekiel straightened up, and Luke side glanced at him, his gaze sharp. But he remained silent. Taking his silence as a go-ahead, Ezekiel sighed in contentment as he slipped onto a stool beside Luke, signaling for the bartender to serve him a drink.
THIRD PERSON POV Luke was tired. Tired of forcing smiles and empty pleasantries. The fashion week had worn him out and he couldn't wait to return to New York. “Your bitch face is showing.” Veronica teased him, noticing that he had already drained his social battery. “Wouldn’t be the worst thing.” He sighed, looking down at his watch. For how much longer did he have to be here? Luke looked over his shoulders, his eyes searching for Aurelia. His jaw clenched as Ezekiel came up beside her. He watches Aurelia’s face brighten up on his arrival, and Luke’s brows furrowed, his chest burning with jealousy. “You guys are so typical.” Veronica rolled her eyes, following his line of sight. “It’s boring to watch the same thing happen again.”Luke clicks his tongue in annoyance, facing forward. “Then why did you insist on coming along?”“Isn’t it obvious?” Veronica smirked as watched Ezekiel and Aurelia. “I also made a bet on who would win, and I’ll be damned not to see it for myself.”“Tch.”
AURELIA’S POVI threw my head back, my moans constricting against the gag in my mouth as my whole body trembled in painful pleasure. My wrists burned as my arms were bound by a tight rope, banishing any chance of escape. I looked up at him as tears welled in my eyes, begging him to put me out of my misery. He only smiled, leaning down to roughly grab my chin. “Had enough yet?” His husky voice rumbled in my ears, his hot breath fanning against my face as I writhed under his hold. “Or do you want me to punish you more?” A normal person would have easily refused, but I was far from normal. I nodded my head slowly, and he smirked. I yelped loudly as I felt the whip slash against my most sensitive part, eyes rolling to the back of my head as waves of ecstasy clouded my mind. “You fucking slut.” He whispered tentatively, and my gaze found him as he settled between my legs, spreading my thighs apart with his sturdy hands. His dark eyes soaked in the sight of my throbbing wet pussy, bur