Novels by Ione

Adrian's POV She wouldn't look at me in the elevator, and she still wasn't looking at me by the time the suite door closed behind us."Victoria, who sent that letter?" I asked."I said It's nothing, can't you let it go?" She sighed and set her clutch on the centre table carefully, like it weighed more than it should. "It was a wedding note. From someone I know.""People don't usually go pale from reading a wedding note.""It's been a long day, Adrian." She finally met my eyes, chin up, the same posture she'd worn walking down the aisle that morning. "Don't forget I just fainted on a plane few hours ago. I probably still look pale from that. And I'm super exhausted. So don't let that bother you."Of course she'll try to play that card with me. What did she think I was? 12? Sure, she'd gone pale, almost as white as the seats themselves when she fainted, but the colour had come back to her fair face, and her almond shaped green eyes. Her eyes… it was a remarkable shade I don't think I

Adrian's POV “Mrs Kingsley!” I heard the air hostess scream her name.I turned back and there she was, free falling to the plush carpet. In no time, I caught her before she hit the floor.One second she was walking toward the back of the cabin, the next her knees buckled and she dropped against my arm, her head falling back, her face drained of every drop of color it had."Victoria." Nothing. "Victoria!"The hostess came running with her hand pressed to her chest. "Is she—""Go get a doctor. Now!""We have a flight physician on ground for exactly this, sir, I'll radio him—""You should be doing that already instead of standing there, making silly explanations!"I lowered her into the nearest seat and propped her head against the cushion. “Victoria?”With two fingers placed against her wrist, I could feel her pulse. It was getting weak but it was still there. Okay, at least.The physician arrived in two minutes, a smallish man with a worn leather bag and no interest in my harsh tone.

Seraphina’s POVThe jet was waiting on the tarmac when we arrived, sleek and quiet under the runway lights. I'd never seen a private jet this close, it was massive.I still couldn't believe I was now married to one of the wealthiest bachelors in New York city.Last week, I was feeding on bland overnight oats to survive, this week I was…Mrs. Kingsley. He'd called me that.I was half expecting someone to pinch me out of this unbelievable dream but that never came.“Welcome aboard, Mr and Mrs Kingsley,” the air hostess greeted us. “Please make yourselves comfortable. Our flight takes off in exactly twenty minutes.”She had a clipboard tucked under one arm and a smile that seemed like it was permanently installed on her face."Can I get you something before takeoff, Mrs. Kingsley? Champagne, water, something to eat?""Water is fine," I said. "Thank you.""Of course." She turned to leave and I almost called after her to say thank you again, the way I normally would, but I caught myself jus

Adrian's POV"The Victoria I know is perfectly pleasant." I said to her,I felt her stiffen up against my arm immediately. Had I startled her that much?But it was just a small contraction in the muscle beneath my hand, barely there. And it was gone so fast that if I hadn't been paying attention to her, I might have missed it.She recovered quickly, turning her head toward me with a fake smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Nice to meet you too, my dear husband.”Ouuu, so she did have fire. I like that. I'd take this version over the sad, defeated look she wore all day.“All pleasure is mine.” Without another word, I offered my hand and we walked down the aisle together. Four hundred guests were on their feet, clapping and cheering, like this marriage was indeed lovely.I would have spent this weekend on a solo trip in my penthouse at Colorado or played golf with potential clients or done something more meaningful with my time, yet here I was… playing husband with this strange woman—“

Sera's POVI threw up at five in the morning, kneeling on the cold marble floor of the hotel bathroom, one hand braced against the wall, the other gripping the edge of the sink.Only this bathroom was the size of my entire apartment. Even the tiles were heated, I'd never seen anything like it before. I never even knew such beauty existed. Richard Hale had done his thing and I can't lie, it was impressive. But for some reason my nerves were everywhere.This morning, I get married to the ‘absolute love of my life’ and assume a life as his lawfully wedded beloved wife.I rinsed my mouth and looked at myself in the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked exhausted.Dark circles sat beneath my eyes despite the expensive skincare products someone had left in the room, my hair was pulled back, my skin looked pale, my eyes were dull, no matter how much I tried to force life in them. I barely recognized me.Richard and his cohorts had moved me into The Meridian two days after I signed t

Adrian's POVThe projector had been running for forty minutes now, I was getting real bored of this damn meeting. "Third quarter projections show a fourteen percent growth margin in the Asian market," Henderson said from the far end of the table. "If we move aggressively on the Seoul acquisition before December—""We're not moving on Seoul."Henderson stopped clicking. Around the table, six other people stopped whatever they were pretending to do and became very still. They knew I meant business whenever I spoke in that tone.“Page forty-seven of your own report," I said. "The subsidiary agreement with their logistics partner. There's a conflict clause buried in there that activates the moment we absorb the parent company. We'd be walking into a seventy million dollar legal dispute we had absolutely nothing to do with."Henderson stared at me. "I didn't—""I read your report twice, Henderson. I found it the first time."He closed his mouth and nodded once, bowing his head in shame.N

Isabella's POV I knelt blindfolded in the center of the dusty attic. The silk scarf over my eyes heightened every sound and touch. The six girls surrounded me. Their presence filled the space with warm anticipation. Aurora stroked my hair first. "You are our good girl Isabelle. Start with me."I leaned forward. My tongue found her wet folds. I licked eagerly. "Awww. Aurora, you taste so sweet. I love your taste and smell so bad."Celestine praised me next. "Good girl. Your mouth feels perfect. Ohhhh. Keep going just like that."Dream moaned softly as I lapped at her pussy folds. "Awww. You are learning so fast Isabelle. Such a good girl for us, you're taking us so well. Your body was made for this kind of pleasure. Tell us how full you feel.”"I feel so goood. This is what I've always wanted.”Evangeline gripped my hair gently. "Ohhhh. Your tongue is eager baby. Praise us while you lick our clit"I moaned in her pussy. "You all taste so good, I feel so wanted here. Please let me plea

Isabelle's POV The dusty school attic felt like a secret world. Six adventurous girls had claimed this space as their private sanctuary. I was the new girl Isabelle. Eighteen and full of curiosity. They invited me here after weeks of persuasion by being extremely friendly to me. We sat together in a circle on soft cushions. Aurora the natural leader smiled at all of us. "Let us begin with something personal. Each of us shares a short story about our family. I believe it can help us trust each other before we play. Isabelle you start."I took a deep breath. My voice sounded eager. "My family is just me and my mum back in Lyon. She works as a librarian. We spend quiet evenings reading books together or any other article we can place our hands on. I always felt a bit lonely though. Coming to this school felt like my chance to find real friends and real connections. What about you Aurora?"Aurora leaned forward. "My family runs a vineyard. My parents argue about everything from harvest

Juliette's POVThey dragged me back into the secluded prefect lounge and locked the door with a heavy click. Victoria and Genevieve looked at me with determined eyes. My defiance still burned bright but a flicker of uncertainty stirred inside me. What would they do as they had decided traditional methods were not enough?Victoria's voice remained elegant but cold. "You have pushed us too far Juliette. You really want to see what we can do huh? We will show you Juliette. We will use our stronger methods. Now Strip!"I trembled slightly at the sound of her sharp command, as my hands moved to obey. Normally I would have disobeyed again but I was really really curious.I watched Victoria pull out firm ropes and whips from one black purse. At that I threw my head back and laughed, "You think ropes and whips will break me? Go ahead. I will still insult you however I want."They worked quickly. She and Genevieve used the firm ropes to tie my wrists and ankles. The fibers dug into my skin as

Juliette's POVI stepped out of my classroom to the take some fresh air. We just concluded a three hours lecture and all my bones felt cramped and wound up tight.I could feel my irritation growing. I hated long sessions and no matter how much I wrote petitions to the school board, they did nothing about it. Talking about we need to dedicate our time to education at this point in our lives. Rubbish.I headed to the lounge to see if I could relax a bit before heading back for my next class.I could hear sounds coming from the secluded prefect lounge as I approached. Oh, The private party is today! I'd almost forgotten that.The monthly private party was supposed to be my initiation as the obedient submissive. Prefect Victoria and Genevieve waited for me in their elegant uniforms and watched me as I approached.These were two insufferable perfects I hated so badly.Victoria the strict leader stood tall and composed. Genevieve the sharp tongued one watched with sadistic glee. They expec

Hannah's POVI lay naked on the study table. My body served as their living desk. Books and notes surrounded me. Seraphina Calista and Elara stood ready to begin the full punishment while my heart raced with nervous excitement.Seraphina positioned herself over my face first. "We start now Hannah. Lick me while we continue our review. Your mouth will be busy but your mind will learn."I extended my tongue and tasted her. "Seraphina you taste so rich and sweet. I love how you press down on me. It makes me feel so useful as your submissive."Calista took my right hand and guided my fingers inside her. Elara did the same with my left. At the same time Seraphina and Calista began scissoring above me. Their pussies rubbed together while I licked and fingered. The wet sounds mixed with the rustle of pages as they took notes.I moaned actively. "Your clits are sliding so perfectly together. I can see and taste everything. This punishment feels so right after my mistake."Elara spoke quietly

Hannah's POVDust motes danced in the beams across wooden desks in the empty classroom. We sat around a large table covered with open books and scattered notes. Seraphina, the sharp witted leader reviewed key themes from our advanced literature text. Calista, the poet added emotional insights, while Elara the quiet analytical member of the group pointed out structural details.I tried to focus on the discussion but anxiety gnawed at me.Seraphina leaned forward, her voice carried natural authority. "Hannah, what do you think about the symbolism of the forbidden garden in this chapter? How does it reflect the character's inner conflicts?"I shifted in my seat. My notes lay open but incomplete. "I see it as a representation of lost innocence. The characters enter knowing the risks yet they cannot resist. It mirrors the pressure we all feel here at this school. The expectations to excel no matter the cost."Calista smiled warmly. "Exactly. The garden represents temptation and consequenc