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
LUKE’S POV The warehouse was in flames, the acrid scent of burning wood and gunpowder choking the air. Smoke curled around us, thick and blinding, but it didn’t matter. My eyes were locked on one thing—her. Aurelia was on the ground, her body trembling, Will sprawled a few feet away from her, coughing through the debris. Her bruised wrists and the terror in her wide eyes made something inside me snap. My fingers tightened around my gun as I stepped forward. The world had narrowed to a single, unrelenting focus: kill them all. The man coughed, spitting blood onto the floor, his face twisted in fury and disbelief. “Well, well. The bastard prince decided to show up.” He wiped his nose, grinning despite the blood leaking from his mouth. I didn’t hesitate and fired another shot. He barely had time to register what happened before he collapsed, the bullet lodged in his shoulder. His scream echoed through the chaos, but I wasn’t done. I stalked forward, shoving my gun against his
AURELIA POVMy breath came in shallow gasps, each one laced with the sting of panic. The moment the door slammed shut behind them, I lay still, too afraid to move, my body curled in on itself as if making myself smaller would somehow make me invisible.I instinctively reached for my stomach, my fear multiplying by tenfold. Little did my captors know that they threatened two lives and not one. Six hours.That’s all the time I had before they killed me and my baby. A sob built in my throat, but I swallowed it down. Crying wouldn’t save me. They said they had sent a ransom note or Luke, but would he come? To risk his life for me? He had already told me to know my place, and whatever we had ended when I confessed to him. I tried to sit up, trying to my breath steamy as my fingers twitched, testing the ropes around my wrists. I winced and the rough fibers bit into my skin, leaving behind red blisters. But I ignored it. I didn’t want to sit around, waiting like a damsel in distress. Thi
LUKE POVThe words blurred as my vision swam, the ache in my chest deepening into something unbearable. I read it over and over again, processing the words that felt impossible.She loved me?She loved me and not Ezekiel.All this time….and I was too blind to see it, or maybe she was just that good at hiding it. The weight of Seraphina’s words weighed heavy on my shoulders, and there was one part that confused me. My father. He was the one who had taken her in after her father’s death. That was what I had always been told. That was what I had believed.But these words… this confession…It told a different story. She loved me and hated herself for it. All because she thought I was the son of the man who killed her father.A sick, twisting feeling curled in my stomach. Realization sunk in like paint spreading on a white cloth, tainting whatever perception I had been fed before. It was all a lie. My hands trembled, not with grief, but with fury. Rage bubbled in my chest, threatening
LUKE POV“What an unpleasant surprise.”I pushed past Ezekiel and entered his dorm room, my jaw clenching as my grip on the file unconsciously tightened.Ezekiel had just stepped out of the bathroom, casually drying his hair with a towel, while I stood there glaring at him. A few moments of tense silence passed between us before I strode over to his couch and dropped the file.“That’s the transfer of ownership document for the port,” I said, my voice gruff. I had lost the challenge, and now I was here to fulfill my end of the deal.Ezekiel hummed in interest, leaning against the wall with a taunting smile. “I guess you’re a man of your word, then.”I ignored his remark and turned to leave, but my steps faltered when his voice rang out again.“No hard feelings, right?”My patience cracked. I looked over my shoulder, my gaze burning with malice.“Fuck you, Sterling.”***I slumped into my car seat, tipping my head back and staring up at the ceiling. I hadn’t been home for the past week,
Luke waited in the room for Seraphina to wake up, the doctor who had examined her said she passed out from exhaustion, but her situation was stable for now. It made him wonder how many times she had pushed herself so hard. He hadn’t even found out until later, so it only meant that she had been hiding it for a long while now. Enduring the pain in silence and forcing smiles. Maybe that would explain her impulsive mood swings. Luke glanced at her, watching her chest rise and fall slowly. Her hair bun was still in place, and even in slumber, she looked beautiful. He subconsciously leaned in, taking in every detail and curve of her face, from the freckles on her nose to the little scar on her left brow. His gaze flickered to her lips and lingered there. They were painted hot red with lipstick, adding a dangerous allure to her soft features. Luke flinched as her eyes fluttered. Startled, he straightened up, clearing his throat to regain his composure, but his cheeks were flushed with
Seraphina was discharged from the hospital two weeks later, and during the time she was hospitalized, Luke visited her often, but Seraphina never allowed him in. It hurt him deeply, especially when Ezekiel was allowed to see her. The bet between them was still active and Luke feared he might have made a grave mistake. He still watched her from afar to protect her, because now that he knew about her illness he couldn’t afford to slack off. Soon the annual banquet was held as a way for the heirs of influential families to make their debut, and this year, it was held by Montauge’s, Veronica’s family. The night was in full bloom, and both Luke and Seraphina had received an invitation. Luke saw this as the perfect opportunity to finally talk to her, and he looked forward to taking her, but his plans were thwarted the moment Ezekiel came to pick her up instead. Of course, he also got an invitation. Ezekiel stepped out of his sleek BMW, dressed in a tailored white suit and crimson
Veronica planned to make Seraphina jealous, so she accompanied him to an exclusive club in the heart of the city, one that could only be accessible to elite members. Veronica was his date for the evening, and as they reached the location, he began to regret his decision. “How is this going to help again?” He grumbled as they stepped out of his car. Veronica held his arm, dressed in a hot red dress that left little to the imagination, while he wore a black dress shirt and pants to match. Veronica rolled her eyes at his hesitance. “Just follow my lead dumbass.” The club was as sophisticated yet wild at the same time, and Luke was surprised to see Seraphina and Ezekiel making out in the VIP section. Luke’s jaw clenched at the sight, but Veronica tapped his jaw to get his attention. “Don’t look at her.” She scolded him, dragging him to the dance floor. “If not it won’t work.” Luke took a deep breath, stealing one last glance at them before moving on. As they stepped onto t
Third Person POVWeeks later…Luke moaned as he felt her palm against him. He grabbed her hand to stop her, pulling back from the kiss with a dazed expression. “We can’t do that here.” He muttered, his wary gaze darting around the library. Seraphina blinked at him, her brows slightly furrowed in frustration. “Just shut up and kiss me.” And with that she crashed her lips against his, angling her head as she deepened the kiss.Luke gave him, feeling himself get hotter with each passing minute. His hands tightened on her waist, wanting to wander. But he couldn’t because she hadn’t permitted him yet. Seraphina spread her legs, letting him grind against her at least, her back pressed against the wall as Luke's tongue danced with hers. The air between them was hot, and Luke groaned, feeling his erection straining against his pants. Seraphina pulled back from the kiss with a smirk, her fingers combing through his hair.“Beg me.” She demanded, and he gulped his spit, wavering for a bit. L
Luke’s POV “A date?” I was in the gym of the mansion when Seraphina skipped in and started going on about her date with Ezekiel. The topic was none of my business, but she wanted me to tell her more about Ezekiel.“Ask him yourself.” I tightened the bandages on my wrists and swung at the punching bag, my brows furrowed in irritation. That bitter feeling was stirring in my chest again. Ever since they met, Seraphina’s attention was fixated on Ezekiel, and Ezekiel, he was milking the situation with his God damned charm. I raised my hands to deliver another punch, then Seraphina blocked my view. It was a good thing I managed to stop my fist before it made contact with her face.“Careful,” I warned her, already growing tired of the conversation.“Tell me.” She insisted. “I want to know what kind of guy he is.”A dry chuckle escaped my lips. “He’s a man whore.” I say simply. “And you are nothing but another fling to him, so you better stay away.” Seraphina tilted her head to the side.