MasukJessica froze as it seemed my words woke her up, but she was far gone because of what I slipped in her drinks. The wine hadn’t been poisoned, not in the way most people would think. I hadn’t slipped her a sedative, but something subtler, something that unraveled inhibition, peeled away her pride, and left her begging, whimpering like a needy slut wanting me to touch her.“You have to earn it,” I whispered, teasing her further.“H… How?” she slurred with her cheeks flushed red.“Suck my toes if you want to cum,” I commanded, my tone flat. I pulled away from her body, letting her hands fall uselessly against the sheets. I sat down at the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other, deliberately out of reach.Jessica crawled, whimpering, as her need took over her. She took my toes in her mouth, sucking on them, wetting me like it was the sweetest thing she’d ever tasted.“That’s it,” I breathed, watching her debase herself, her moans vibrating against my skin. I pressed harder, slid
I had spent my night thinking about how I was going to play my card. I wanted to take control now, even though Jessica was blackmailing me. Now I realized I’d been too weak. It’s time to grow up.That morning I was in a particularly good mood; even James could see the energy radiating from me. Yeah, I was supposed to be in panic but I had it all figured out. The moment James shut the door behind him, silence settled across the house like a held breath. I sat on the couch with my phone in my hand, staring at Jessica’s last message. Her threat woke something in me.I picked up my phone to message Jessica, “Come over. I can’t stop thinking about you.”I knew exactly what that would do to her. Jessica was easy to read; she craved touch, and she was so obsessed with my body, making her believe that she’d already conquered me. What she didn’t know was that tonight, she was stepping into my cage, not the other way around. Playing soft music, I went to shave my legs, taking my time, watching
I didn’t let my emotions win. I smirked.“You’re not the only one with secrets. Be careful.”Her smile faltered for a second. Her hand clenched into a fist, and the sight made my chest tighten. Why had my words unsettled her? Was there more to this than she let on?I straightened, turned my back, and walked out without another glance. She’d stirred something dangerous, and now I needed leverage.The first person I called was the masked man. He was the only one who could put someone on her tail. I wanted Brenda—if that was even her name—watched.“Hey, little princess.” His voice slid through the line, making me swallow hard. I hadn’t even realized the call had already connected.“Could you assign someone to follow Brenda for me?” I asked, nervous, because he never gave without taking something in return.He laughed low, dark. “You want my men to work for you? Fine. But what will you do for me?”I closed my eyes. “Anything you want. Just get it done.”He didn’t answer, but I knew he was
I had just stepped out of the bar, still buzzing from alcohol, the model’s touch lingering on my skin, when I froze. He was there again.Leaning against his car, tall and immovable, the masked man looked as though he had been carved from the night itself. My stomach twisted—not with fear this time, but with something far more dangerous.His head tilted the moment he saw me. He didn’t speak, but I felt the weight of his gaze drag across me, heavy, inevitable. My throat tightened. My body betrayed me with a pulse of heat I didn’t want to name. He gestured for me to come closer.I hated how quickly my legs obeyed. I should’ve turned away, but shame was already my second skin. I walked to him, trying to read his face through the mask, trying to catch some flicker of emotion. What unsettled me most was his silence. He wasn’t mocking, wasn’t threatening—just still.The door of the car clicked open. An invitation. My hands trembled as I slid inside.For a moment, no one moved. The driver ent
Just then James called me over to the dining table to eat. I walked there absent-minded, my head full of questions that refused to settle. I sat down, staring at the food but not really tasting it. My eyes found James, and for the first time in weeks I looked at my husband’s face. It dawned on me that the change in him, in the way he touched me, the way he made love to me, hadn’t been in my head. Something had shifted and with how he was so accommodating of my changes too then I should have known.He was quieter now, his thrusts rougher but emptier,he did hints we never did before and now it’s like his mind was somewhere else while his body was just performing a duty. I chewed slowly, bitterness filling my mouth instead of food.I watched him eat, wondering how much of the man in front of me was mine, how much was left for me. My lips parted to finally ask him about the house, about the things I’d been avoiding but before I could speak, my phone buzzed on the table.A text.My pulse k
The villa was quiet once his men left, carrying files and evidence. The masked man leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, watching me with that predatory calm that always made my skin tingle.“You can leave now,” he said, voice low and commanding. “I have what I need.”I froze, my chest tightening. My fingers trembled, but not from fear. “No,” I said, sharper than I expected. “I *need* to know.”His brow arched beneath the mask. “It’s done. The investigation finished. You’re safe now.”I took a step closer like I wasn’t scared of him.“It concerns me I won’t just walk away because you say so. I’m done being afraid of everything.”He tilted his head, amusement flickering in the dark curves of his mask. “Afraid? Of me?”“Yes!” I shouted, throwing my hands in the air. “Of James, of everything! I’ve been hiding behind fear for too long. Not anymore. Tell me!”For a long moment, he didn’t move. Then he pushed off the doorway and approached me slowly, his presence heavy and commanding. M
I wanted things to work between James and I. I wanted so badly for him to see me as more than just a woman he married, more than just a possession he could bring out, decorate, fuck, and tuck away when he was done. Maybe if he ever looked at me like I mattered, like I had desires too, I wouldn't h
I stared at the text. “Don’t be late.”I knew I didn’t want to find out what my lateness would cost, so I got dressed and left without the driver. I boarded a cab and went there.I was scared and uncertain, but I still went. I got there and walked into the apartment in this lonely off-town place. A
Scared I was exposed. I got up quickly and hid away the package I got and went to freshen up. I was panicking so bad, thinking: who was this person? Who saw me? I had a lot of questions, and I needed to uncover this secret. Nobody was supposed to find out about my secret.James got back. I kept on
I hurriedly got up, but the person had already left. I was wondering who could have seen me. Nobody should ever see me like this. I went to bed and eventually managed to sleep.The next day, I saw Jessica, and I kept looking at her face, hoping to see something. Anything. Who was in the house with







