MAE"Who's there? Hello?" I called out with a shaky voice, but the noises just got louder. I was about to call out to whoever was there again until the sound became even clearer. I cussed under my breath after figuring out what it was.Moaning.Loud, carefree moaning like whoever it was did not give a fuck about being disturbing this area. Curiousity held me by the throat. I started to move towards the door that the noise was coming from and stopped in front of it, looking around."Might be the man I'm looking for in there. Should I push this open or not?" My hand gripped the handle and I started to turn it, but stopped midway to look around again.Eventually, I took a deep breath, then twisted the handle with my bottom lip caught under my teeth as I tried to keep this as quiet as I could. I finally pushed it open a little and peeked through the little space that was now visible. The person I saw there almost had me dropping my phone again, but instead, I clutched it tighter and con
OWEN"Trevor and Fred want to contest. They showed interest yesterday at the meeting which you did not show up for." Marco relayed to me. I nodded. I had been stuck in traffic, missing such an important meeting. Not much was done or said due to my absence, which was why another meeting was scheduled for today."Which do you think would be best, Marco?" I questioned, sitting upright.He shrugged, "I… well, Trevor is a great choice. Man is efficient, even better than our last candidate. Not only because he is not just an outsider, but part of The Clan, but also because he has been good. He works well and efficient."I nodded again. "He does. Same with Fred, but Fred is mostly careless about sone things that should not he taken for granted. Cannot trust him with my money."Marco chuckled, "Reason why I did not pick him. I mean, he is fiercer and more… intelligent in a way, but that intelligence just helps him cheat people and I know what would happen if you eventually catch him cheating
MAEI avoided Carter a lot after that.He kept trying to corner me from time to time, looked like he was keeping a close watch on me too, and the thing was that I could not tell Isis, as she would also ask why I was roaming around Owen's chambers.Of course, I could easily lie that I was always going there in search of Owen but that would just lead to more questioning and encouragement to keep pushing or something.As if my problems were not enough, Liam was pressuring me. In fact, he wanted us to see face to face tonight because according to him, I was not giving him a concrete reason why I had given up on finding the man who was going to be the key solution to all our problems.And all these while, I thought this man was only useful in finding my mother. Interesting, I thought to myself. I only had to figure out how to get out of here without bumping into the fucking nosiest and horniest bastard of a security guy I had ever encountered.Isis barged into the room, sweating but with a
MAEI walked into the club with more sass in my steps than the usual. The looks these horny men out here gave me added to my already inflated ego, and I strutted towards the stage like a goddess.I could not afford to steal a glance towards the VVIP section yet. The contesting mayor, Trevor was there, yes, but he was there as well and I knew how many times I missed my steps the last time he watched me even if Scar had called my performance perfect.It would look like that, of course. I had been stripping for clubs since I turned 18. They all blabbed about not accepting anyone who was not up to 21, but they accepted me nonetheless, lying to anyone that cared to ask about my age. Anything for the money, right?It was safe to say I was a bit of a professional now with the years of experience I had.I started dancing as soon as I touched the pole. This night, I planned to dance for Trevor here, and probably ask to give him a private dance if he promised not to ask for sex.I still was not
OWENWas she deliberately pissing me off or did she just really want to get down with Trevor?Trevor turned to me, his eyes dark with want as he questioned, "Is it okay with you, boss?"I searched for her reaction, my lips almost curving into a smile when I saw that she looked a bit pissed at the fact that Trevor had to ask for my permission."You have darker tastes that none of the women here can handle. In your words." I reminded him, but he was adamant.He smirked devilishly, "Yes, but I think she can. She looks like a feisty little thing."He looked back at her but the little minx's eyes were on mine, like she wanted to ask me what I meant by 'darker tastes'.With her eyes looking up to me like that and those blood red stained lips parted slightly, I wanted to get her off that floor and order her to be with me instead of him for the night but I managed to stop myself, moving back further against the chair."Can you handle him, Rivera?"Just like that, she was back to having an att
MAE Owen pushed me aside with a force that had me almost tumbling to the ground and he barged into the room I had just come out of. I was still shaking uncontrollably. Trevor did not have dark tastes. He had devilish, animalistic tastes. He let me know that he did not want sex with me. Trevor pushed me to the bed and instead of taking off my clothes to fuck me or foreplay of something.. he took off his belt at once and began to hit me all over, not caring where he hit. He took out his dick as I screamed, rubbing it whilst growling like a dog. I tried to escape him at first but he held me down with both knees on either side of my body and rubbed his dick above my face. Eventually, he threw the belt to the side and wrapped his hand around my throat, suffocating me. I thought I would die. He would stop at times, but only to hit me across the face and call me a whore. He went back to hitting me with the belt after some time. He punched me in the stomach and chest, call
OWEN"You let her live." I looked up at Marco, but turned away, saying nothing. He scoffed."Respectfully, boss… what is up with you lately? You always act quick, always rash with your decisions even if I later find out that it was just for the best. But now… Now, it seems like you are too laid back. I'm sure she already believes you are too weak to handle her—""Leave me to worry about that, then. Marco, actually," I looked up at him, my expression hardened, "from now onwards, never interfere with my decisions again. I chose to keep her alive because Trevor assaulted her and she only reacted out of self defense. She did not deliberately want to kill him. I would have done the same with any other woman with us. Only if I did not know about it would I let it slide. Never been a party to any member raping my women, or assaulting them. You sound like you are just fucking finding out."Marco took a deep breath, then after a short pause and some paging about in front of my office door, he
MAE I rushed into Casa Eleganza, after returning from the errand I was sent by Scar. She had asked me to pick up some flowers and deliver them to a partner's office. I did so and well, after that, I had to meet up with Liam. He told me that the guy I had almost killed was very important to Owen for his mafia business and that he was surprised Owen had not killed me because of it. He asked me to be extra careful and watch my back because that was the only way I could survive in there for long. Made me wonder why I was risking my life there, it just seemed like everyday was a step closer to my sure death. But that was not the most shocking thing that Liam had told me. The picture he had given me and tagged the man that had brought my mother to Casa Eleganza was fake. That was the wrong person, and he had left Casa Eleganza for a long time now. The person that brought my mother there was none other than Trevor. Yes, the same man I had almost killed and was sure that would kill me
A FEW MINUTES EARLIER…MAE'S POV“Liam, if you get this message, call me back. We need to talk.” I hit send, my fingers tightening around my phone as I stepped into my room. I needed to know if he was alive. If he was safe. But I knew the chances of him replying were slim. After all, I was screwing Owen while Liam was probably being tortured. Or worse. I felt a sick feeling in my stomach. Did Owen kill him? Did he and his men cover it up, make it look like Liam ran away? I hated that I was even considering it, but I couldn't stop the thought from creeping in. Still, Owen wouldn’t lie to me. He had no reason to. Right? “Oh, nice. You are here.” Eli’s voice cut through my thoughts the second I stepped inside. I barely looked at him as I sank in to the bed, letting out a slow, tired breath. At least I didn’t walk in on the usual horror show—Eli screwing some random man like his life depended on it. Small mercy. “Apparently,” I muttered, rubbing my temples, trying to e
OWEN“Are you sure you’re searching right? Because there’s no way he just disappeared into thin air.” I said to Marco, raising an eyebrow as I watched him puff on his cigarette. He didn’t answer, his eyes showing he was in deep thought as the smoke curled around his face.“Funny, isn’t it?” Marco finally spoke, his voice low, almost thoughtful. “Somehow beat five of our men and escaped. I gotta admit, the little fucker’s actually strong, considering we had him beat to a pulp before his escape.”I rubbed my chin, trying to piece together what had just happened. It didn’t add up. But then Marco’s eyes narrowed, and he started staring at me like I was the one hiding something.“What?” I asked, confusion in my voice as I raised an eyebrow, noticing the way he was studying me.He didn’t answer immediately. Another drag of his cigarette. Then, he tossed out the question with a casual shrug. “Just wondering if you had to let him go for the redhead.”I froze. Surprised by his accusation. Mar
MAE“Um, what?” The question slipped out before I could even process it.I felt Owen freeze, like he was trying to figure out the right response. Girlfriend? Owen wants me to be his freaking girlfriend?How? When? How the hell did we get here? Was the sex that good that he thought we should be in a relationship?Okay, to be fair, the sex was good, divine even. I wasn’t sure if i would ever have a better experience with another man. But Owen?He had been with plenty of women. This shouldn’t mean anything to him. So what the hell was going on here?“I am pretty sure my mind is in the right place right now,” he said casually as I heard the shampoo squirt on my head.He massaged the lather into my scalp, slowly, almost like he was giving me a head massage. It felt… comforting.“Are you sure, Owen? I mean, this is out of character…” I admitted.He didn’t respond, just kept washing my hair, rinsing it off with gentle hands. My heart was racing, anxiety creeping in. I couldn’t process any
MAEThis was insane….way too fucking insane. And all I could think about was how many orgasms my body could handle before it gave out completely. If this was punishment, then maybe committing a sin wasn’t such a terrible idea after all. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. My cheek was pressed against the soft mattress while my arms were pinned behind me with one of Owen’s strong hands. He slammed into me from behind, relentless and unforgiving while bended in a doggie position. "Ahhh, shit," I cursed, feeling every inch of him stretching me to the limit. My body jerked forward with every deep thrust, my ass bouncing against him. "Fuck, Owen!" I moaned loudly, my voice shaking as he delivered a snap on my ass. He gripped my hands behind me tighter, pulling me back into him as though I belonged to him and I didn’t mind. Not one bit. He picked up his pace, his thrusts growing rougher. His thumb found my clit mid-stroke, teasing it gently, making me gasp a
OWENHow much longer could I hold myself back? Watching her spread out in front of me, vulnerable and perfect, was enough to destroy whatever control I had left. Her gorgeous, wet cunt had just been mine to feast on…I loved seeing her like this, her hair scattered across the pillow, some strands clinging to her sweat-dampened skin. Her chest rising and falling, her nipples hard and glistening, practically begging me to take them in my mouth. I couldn’t help it anymore. I needed to be inside her. I needed to feel her wrapped around my cock. I wanted to bury myself so deep inside her that she would scream my name all night until she forgot everything—her own name included. Watching her orgasm had been a masterpiece. she had drenched my fingers, her chest arching as she came so hard I knew she saw stars. Pure art. I dragged my fingers up her stomach, tracing the trail to her breasts, which were on full display for me. I grabbed them softly, just how I had imagined they would fe
MAE“Fuck, what are you doing to me, Owen?” I cried out, feeling his lips against my inner thighs, leaving small, teasing kisses as he moved closer to my wet, throbbing core. He bit down gently on my thigh, his teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me shiver. I bit my lip hard, trying to suppress the moan that begged to escape. How long was he planning to keep me like this? His kisses moved lower, trailing from my thighs until he was so close to where I needed him. He placed another soft kiss on the inside of my thigh, his hands gripping and spreading me further apart. “You know exactly what I am doing, Mae,” he said, his voice low and rough, making me feel different emotions at that moment. “I am making sure you understand one thing, this is mine. You are mine.” He chuckled, the sound deep and vibrating against my skin, right before his lips brushed over my most sensitive spot. The flick of his tongue against my clit made me lose the battle i had been fighting to stay
MAE“Fuck, what are you doing to me, Owen?” I cried out, feeling his lips against my inner thighs, leaving small, teasing kisses as he moved closer to my wet, throbbing core. He bit down gently on my thigh, his teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me shiver. I bit my lip hard, trying to suppress the moan that begged to escape. How long was he planning to keep me like this? His kisses moved lower, trailing from my thighs until he was so close to where I needed him. He placed another soft kiss on the inside of my thigh, his hands gripping and spreading me further apart. “You know exactly what I am doing, Mae,” he said, his voice low and rough, making me feel different emotions at that moment. “I am making sure you understand one thing, this is mine. You are mine.” He chuckled, the sound deep and vibrating against my skin, right before his lips brushed over my most sensitive spot. The flick of his tongue against my clit made me lose the battle i had been fighting to stay
MAE“You have to knock when you enter a lady’s room.” I snapped, wrapping the towel tighter around my body. His reaction was weird, no words, just a look. No, not just a look, pure hunger.And oh, he wasn’t subtle. The bulge in his pants was as obvious as a neon sign, and his eyes? They practically removed the towel around me on the spot. If he were any more desperate, he would be drooling.I cleared my throat, trying to shake off the awkwardness. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “If you have got something to say, just spit it out and leave.”He didn’t answer. His dark eyes slowly raked over me from head to toe, lingering a little too long in places that made my skin heat up. A smirk played on his lips as he shut the door behind him, locking us in.“Are you trying to drive me insane, Mia Cara?” he finally said, his voice low. He slid his suit jacket off with ease, tossing it on the chair like he owned every inch of the room and me. “Standing there, looking like that… a man can onl
OWENI slept with her already. She should be out of my system, irrelevant.That was the plan all along—to have fun with the sexy redhead who caught my attention from day one. I did it, had a good time, so why the hell won’t she leave my head? Because of course, I was lying to myself. All along, I knew this would be more than a one, two or three time thing.I knew Mae Rivera was going to be special. More than just a lay, and now, I was only trying to calm myself because shit was starting to look scary.I took a big gulp of alcohol, trying to calm myself, but it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, thoughts of her kept creeping back in.“Why the fuck does something as stupid as that hurt this much?” I muttered under my breath, the memory of her words replaying in my mind.I wasn’t the type to feel hurt. Pain, emotions—they were pointless, stupid even. But with her, it felt different. For a moment, I wondered if I was losing my damn mind.“The bastard still won’t talk,” Marco said as