LOGINChapter 6Claire’s POVMonths of legal battles and family backstabbing finally ended in a quiet conference room where Ronan crushed every challenge my uncle threw at him. The inheritance was mine now, fully released, but I hadn’t touched a single cent without talking to him first. Most things had changed between us after all the secrets came out. The hatred was still there,m, but it was something hotter and deeper.I stood in his penthouse bedroom that night, wearing a thin silk robe. Ronan had summoned me here after the final court papers were signed. “It’s over,” I said as he walked in, loosening his tie. “You won. I got everything back. So why do I still feel like you own me?”He closed the distance in two steps and untied the robe, letting it fall open. His eyes ran over my naked body, hungry and possessive. “Because I do own you, Claire. Not the money. You.”I shivered as his hands cupped my breasts, thumbs circling my hard nipples. “You’re still such an arrogant prick,” I wh
Chapter 5Claire’s POVI tore open that sealed document with shaking fingers right there in Ronan’s office, cum still leaking down my thighs from how hard he had just fucked me. The papers spilled out the truth to the face. Mom had been siphoning money for years through shady side deals with my uncle and other relatives, burying debts that could have ruined the entire estate. Ronan had stepped in not to steal from me but to cover it all up and keep everything from collapsing.“You knew,” I whispered, looking up at him as he stood there watching me. “All this time you let me think you were just some power hungry asshole controlling my life.”Ronan stepped closer, his eyes intense. “It wasn’t that simple, Claire. Your mother asked me to protect you from the mess she created. The will gave me the tools to do it without the rest of the family tearing everything apart.”“Protect me?” I laughed bitterly, but my pussy clenched again remembering how deep he had been inside me minutes ago.
Chapter 4Claire’s POVI burst into Ronan’s office again, my hands shaking with fury and confusion after another family member called me earlier accusing him of hiding things about Mom’s dealings. “What the hell are you not telling me, Ronan? My uncle just said Mom had shady loans tied to the estate and you knew all along. Is that why you’re gripping everything so tight?”Ronan stood by the window, turning slowly to face me. He looked composed as always but something darker flickered in his eyes. “Claire, some truths are better revealed carefully. Your mother made deals to keep the family afloat. Deals that could destroy reputations if they came out now.”“Bullshit,” I shot back, slamming the door behind me. “You’re using those secrets to keep me under your thumb. Tell me everything or I swear I’ll make your life hell.”He crossed the room in a few strides, grabbing my arm and pulling me against his chest. “You want the truth? Fine. But you’re not ready for all of it.” His breath wa
Chapter 3Claire’s POV“Yes. I don’t like being managed by an asshole like you.”“You better learn to then.” He replied giving me that look I hated most. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the office.The next week, I stormed into Ronan’s office without knocking. My blood was already boiling from the email he sent me yesterday cutting my allowance in half because I bought a new pair of shoes without asking. Who the fuck did he think he was?“You’re a controlling asshole,” I snapped the second I saw him sitting behind his desk, looking too damn good in another fitted black shirt. “Halving my money over shoes? Are you serious right now? I needed those for meetings, not some frivolous shit.”Ronan didn’t even flinch. He just set his pen down slowly and fixed those cold eyes on me. “Sit down, Claire, and watch your tone. You agreed to the rules. So breaking them has consequences.”I stayed standing, hands on my hips, my tight red dress hugging every curve. “Fuck your rules. I’m not you
Chapter 2Claire’s POVI slammed the door to my bedroom so hard the walls shook, then screamed at the top of my voice until my throat burned. “That fucking bastard! He thinks he can just own me like this?” My hands shook as I paced back and forth across the carpet, my black dress from the will reading still on, now crumpled. Every step made the dress ride up my thighs, reminding me how exposed I felt. My pussy was still throbbing from being near him earlier, slick and aching even though I hated him now.I grabbed my phone and dialed the number the lawyer had given me for Ronan’s direct line. He picked up on the second ring, his voice calm and deep as if nothing could touch him.“Claire,” he said smoothly. “I expected your call sooner.”“You controlling prick,” I spat, my free hand fisting at my side. “You really think I’m going to let you dictate every penny I spend? This is my money and my life. Not some game for you to play power with.”There was a pause, then a low chuckle that s
Chapter 1Claire’s POVThe lawyer’s voice came through the stuffy office, every word sounding strange to me. I sat there in the chair, my black dress clinging to my thighs from the nervous sweat that had been building since I walked in. My mom was gone. Just like that. And now this.“…and in accordance with the final wishes of Mrs. Eleanor Hargrove,” the lawyer continued, adjusting his glasses as he read from the document, “the entirety of the estate, including the family holdings, properties, and liquid assets totaling over two hundred million, shall be placed under temporary control of Mr. Ronan Blackwood, business partner to the late Mr. Richard Hargrove.”My head snapped up. What the fuck did he just say?I gripped the edge of the table so hard my knuckles turned white. The room felt smaller, and the air thicker. Ronan sat across from me, his dark suit stretched across those broad shoulders, his jaw sharp and unforgiving, eyes locked on me with that cold, calculating stare that
Chapter 3Riley’s POV“Dangerous how?” I asked, my voice coming out husky as I turned my face up to his in the dim firelight. My hand stayed pressed on his chest feeling his heart thump under my palm. My pussy was still soaked from all the touching and teasing earlier, my nipples tight and begging
Chapter 3Irene’s POV“What the hell were you doing down there?” my stepfather asked sharply.“Nothing. I couldn’t sleep, so I took a walk around the house,” I replied nonchalantly.“Nothing? Dressed like that when Victor is still here?” His eyes narrowed as I went upstairs.Victor appeared in the
Chapter 2Irene’s POVThe next few days were hell. Every time Victor came over for those late-night meetings, the air in the house felt thick.I could barely breathe around him. My n!pples would tighten the second I heard his voice in the hallway. My p*ssy stayed wet, like my body still remembered
Chapter 1Irene’s POV“You think you can just walk around this house like you own the damn place now?” my stepfather barked, slamming his hand on the kitchen counter.His face was bright red. “Ever since you turned twenty-two you’ve been nothing but disrespectful and reckless. Parading around in th







