When Sky walked in on her boyfriend with her 18 year old sister, her world shattered. She fled the country, leaving behind every broken piece of her past. One reckless night, she found comfort in a stranger’s arms—a night she’d long tried to forget. But fate has other plans. Years later, she takes a job as the personal assistant to the CEO of Collens Company, only to find herself face-to-face with that stranger… Xavier Collen. Xavier isn’t just a powerful CEO; he’s a man with dark, insatiable desires, a sex addict who takes what he wants and doesn’t play by anyone’s rules but his own. “You’re mine, You're mine to ruin and to fuck,” he growls, his eyes blazing with fierce possession. “Your body is mine, and I’ll do anything I want with you.” He wanted a wife, someone who would bear him an heir. But he doesn't want a partner; he wanted her to fulfill every dark desire. Sky is drawn into a seductive, high-stakes game where every move brings her closer to the edge of submission—and the realization that she might lose herself completely to this man who holds nothing back. But in Xavier’s world, surrendering might be the only way to survive.
View MoreSkye’s world blurred, and her pulse thundered in her ears as she was slammed down to the cold, unforgiving floor. Her skull screamed with pain as the back of her head collided with the hard surface, sending sharp waves of dizziness through her body. Her hair—her long, thick hair—was being yanked so hard it felt like her scalp might tear off. She opened her mouth, a guttural scream of rage and fear escaping her lips, but it was cut short as her breath hitched.“Shut up,” a voice growled, deep and menacing. The sound of it made her blood run cold. Andrew.“Andrew, what the hell are you doing here? Let go of my hair, please!” Her voice was shaky, filled with terror and disbelief. She twisted under him, but his grip was unyielding, his fingers like iron around her hair, forcing her head back.He chuckled, the sound low and twisted, vibrating in the space around them. The laugh was like a slap to her face, mocking, full of cruelty. “You thought you could leave me, huh?” he said, his voic
Sky had crammed the last of her clothes into her suitcase, zipping it up with a snap that echoed around the empty room. She couldn’t stand to be here another minute, not after what she’d seen. Every glance at the couch clawed at her heart, a taunting reminder of her boyfriend, Andrew, entangled with her own sister on that very cushion. The image haunted her like a relentless ghost, replaying itself every time she blinked. This wasn’t a home anymore—it was a trap. The only way to free herself was to leave, to let the walls that bore witness hold the memories she refused to carry.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, vibrating with Andrew’s apologies. Each text dripped with regret and excuses: "It was a mistake, Sky. “It wasn’t me. It was...it was the devil’s work." She rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath, “Blame it on the devil, huh? Typical. Take some responsibility, you son of a...” Her lips twisted into a bitter smile as she wished him the worst—a one-way ticket to misery.
Sky trudged home after her night shift, the ache in her feet a dull reminder of the day’s work. She was exhausted, her mind clouded by fatigue, yet there was a spark of anticipation flickering inside her. Tonight was supposed to be special—it was her birthday, and Valentine’s Day too. She’d spent all day entertaining fleeting fantasies, hoping Andrew might surprise her with something thoughtful. She pictured herself stepping inside to find rose petals scattered across the floor, maybe even a romantic candle or two lighting up their tiny apartment. Something, anything, to show he’d remembered her.But as she pushed open the door, the dream shattered almost immediately. Her eyes fell on the floor near the entrance, where a lacy bra lay, entwined with a pair of men’s boxers. Sky’s breath caught. Her fingers tightened around the doorknob as the air around her thickened, suffocating her in disbelief. A chill crept up her spine, numbing her thoughts as she tried to swallow down the mount
Sky trudged home after her night shift, the ache in her feet a dull reminder of the day’s work. She was exhausted, her mind clouded by fatigue, yet there was a spark of anticipation flickering inside her. Tonight was supposed to be special—it was her birthday, and Valentine’s Day too. She’d spent all day entertaining fleeting fantasies, hoping Andrew might surprise her with something thoughtful. She pictured herself stepping inside to find rose petals scattered across the floor, maybe even a romantic candle or two lighting up their tiny apartment. Something, anything, to show he’d remembered her.But as she pushed open the door, the dream shattered almost immediately. Her eyes fell on the floor near the entrance, where a lacy bra lay, entwined with a pair of men’s boxers. Sky’s breath caught. Her fingers tightened around the doorknob as the air around her thickened, suffocating her in disbelief. A chill crept up her spine, numbing her thoughts as she tried to swallow down the mount
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