LOGINSophie’s POVHe pulled away from my neck just enough to look me in the eyes. His gaze was dark and hungry, but there was still that careful patience in it, like he was giving me every chance to stop. “Do you want me to touch you?” he asked, his voice rough and low.“Yes,” I whispered without hesitation. My voice sounded small and needy.His eyes stayed locked on mine. “Where do you want me to touch you, Sophie? Tell me. I want to hear you say it.”I took his hand from my waist and guided it down between us. I placed it right over my crotch, right where I needed him most. Even through my dress and panties, I knew he could feel how hot and wet I was. His thumb pressed gently against me, rubbing slow circles over my clit through the layers of fabric.“You want me to touch you here, baby?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. His thumb kept moving in those slow, deliberate strokes that made my
Sophie’s POVI felt my cheeks burn hotter. I tried to laugh it off, but the way he was looking at me made it hard to breathe normally. “I was joking,” I said quickly, but my voice came out softer than I intended.He didn’t look away. Instead, he leaned in just a little closer. His thigh pressed more firmly against mine on the couch. “What if I’m not joking?” he said quietly. His eyes dropped to my lips for a second before coming back up to meet mine. “What if I bought you that giant tub of strawberry ice cream and then asked you to marry me for real? Would you say yes?”My heart was racing now. I could feel the heat spreading through my body, and it wasn’t just from embarrassment. There was something about the way he was looking at me, the way his voice wrapped around me, that made everything inside me feel awake and alive. I thought about the way he had kissed me earlier, the way hi
Sophie’s POV He turned his head to look at me. His eyes were darker now, and there was a small, dangerous smile on his lips. “Say it again.”I felt my cheeks warm, but I did as he asked. “Daemon.”Ares let out a low, rough sound that went straight through me. He leaned a little closer, his voice dropping even lower so it felt like it was wrapping around me. “Fuck, Sophie. It sounds so good when you say it like that.” He reached over and gently brushed his fingers along my jaw. “I wonder how much better it would sound if you moaned it while I had my mouth between your legs. While I was licking your sweet pussy and making you come all over my tongue. I want to hear you say my name like that when you’re shaking and falling apart for me.”My breath caught. I could feel my face getting hotter, and a deep ache started between my thighs. I shifted slightly on the couch and tried to focus on my food, but his words were already making me wet. I could feel how soaked my panties were becoming j
Sophie’s POV I got back to the company after lunch and tried to settle into my work again. The office felt different now, like the air was thicker after everything that happened with Derek. I sat at my desk and went through emails, but my mind kept wandering. My body still felt warm from the texts Ares had sent me earlier in the car. Every time I shifted in my chair, I remembered his words about spanking me and how good I was for admitting I wanted it.Later that afternoon, Ares called me into his office. His voice over the phone was low and steady, the same voice that had made my stomach flip all day. I knocked once and stepped inside. He was sitting behind his big desk, sleeves rolled up again, looking powerful and focused. The moment I walked in, his eyes moved over me slowly, like he was checking if I was okay.“Come here, Sophie,” he said, his voice calm but with that edge that always made my skin tingle. “Close the door.”I closed it behind me and walked over to his desk. He as
Sophie's POVThe car filled with heavy silence. Derek’s face had gone red. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. I could see him struggling to find words. After a long moment, he spoke again, his voice lower and tighter.“I’m trying to make things right, Sophie.”I turned my head back toward the window, watching the city streets pass by. My voice was quiet but final.“It’s too late.”Derek didn’t say anything after that. The silence between us felt thick and uncomfortable, but I didn’t try to fill it. I kept my eyes on the window, my phone still warm in my hand. Every few seconds, I could feel Derek glancing at me, but I refused to look at him. My mind kept drifting back to Ares’s text. “Good girl.” Those two words kept replaying in my head, making my body feel hot and restless even while I sat next to my husband.We finally pulled up in front of the restaurant. Before the car had fully stopped, I unbuckled my seatbelt and pushed the door open. I stepped out onto the pavement wit
Sophie's POVMy heart rate sped up as I read the words. The message was short, but it carried so much weight. I could almost picture him sitting in his office right now, probably leaning back in his chair with that small, knowing smile on his face. The same smile he had given me in the car when he warned me about the consequences of thanking him again. My fingers hovered over the screen for a moment as I tried to decide what to reply. My face still felt warm, and I could feel my pulse beating a little faster in my chest.I glanced quickly at Derek beside me. He was still focused on the road ahead, one hand resting on the steering wheel, but I could feel that he was aware of me using my phone. His presence filled the car like a heavy shadow, and every few seconds I sensed his eyes flicking toward me even though he pretended not to look. I kept my expression calm and neutral, my face turned slightly toward the window so he wouldn’t see the way my cheeks were already starting to warm.I
Sophie’s POVA brief pause. Just a fraction of a second. "I was told Mr. Callahan, ma'am. I wasn't given a first name."I looked at him for a moment. He held my gaze with the polished neutrality of someone who genuinely didn't know or genuinely wasn't going to say, and I couldn't tell which.I nodd
Sophie’s POVI stood in the doorway and blinked. Looked left toward the staircase. Looked right toward the far end of the corridor where the guest rooms were. Nothing. Just the long quiet hall and the pale light and the faint smell of coffee still drifting up from below.Then I looked down.The box
Sophie’s POVIt had been a week since Ares Callahan walked into our lives and quietly, methodically, began taking them apart and putting them back together in a different shape.Seven days. And in those seven days the house had changed in ways that were difficult to name precisely but impossible to
Sophie’s POVHow had he known?"What makes you think it was a dream?"You came down at nearly two in the morning looking like someone whose body woke up before their mind was ready to." He tilted his head slightly. "And you tried to leave when you saw me. Like whatever you'd just seen in your sleep







