LOGINWhy did I only notice it now?Ace chuckled—low, knowing."Do your work like a good whore," he murmured, his tone silky but laced with steel. "And show me your devotion, brat."He leaned back, and the pressure of his hands, which had been a constricting comfort around my body, vanished. Like a snake
I blinked, my breath hitching, frustration curling inside my chest."Please…" The whisper left me before I could stop it, before I could hold onto my pride. My head dipped down, shame curling my shoulders inward as I bit down on my lower lip. "Just one kiss. Even a peck."Ace clicked his tongue, th
“Don’t expect me to treat you like a good girl till I believe you’re sorry, Iris,” he murmured, his tone dark and taunting.Before I could process it, his thumb shoved past my lips, forcing them apart. My eyes flew wide, a muffled “Hmph” escaping as my hands shot up, fingers digging into his knees
“Sit on your knees.”…What?I froze.My smile slipped, and a soft “Huh?” escaped me before I could stop it.The warmth I’d felt a second ago twisted into something heavier, sharper, and I blinked at him, caught off guard.“You heard me, my sweet whore,” he said, leaning back with a smirk that stretc
I clenched my fists, inhaling sharply before narrowing my eyes at him.This man.This man would kill me.My fingers tugged at my top, pulling it back down as I tried to piece together what just happened.Why did he stop?I gulped, my throat dry, my body still traitorously warm. Ace smirked, draping
I sputtered, fisting my hands.“Boss,” Joy’s voice cut through my humiliation.“Wouldn’t Hudson sir be angry about what you just did to his sister? Should we, uh, step outside?”Ace didn’t even spare her a glance.“No. Stay here and do your work. I’ll do mine,” he said smoothly, like he hadn’t just
Iris POV:The thrill of anticipation bubbled up inside me as Ace drove us through the bustling streets of Manhattan.Today was special—it had been far too long since I last saw my brother, and the thought of reuniting with him filled me with equal parts joy and nerves. I missed him terribly, and Ac
“Your mother practiced witchcraft?” he asked slowly.“No,” I admitted, “but I believe she did.”Hudson rubbed his temples, already regretting being part of this conversation. “Iris, what are you talking about?”I nodded sagely. “Every night, she would take a handful of salt and circle it around my b
"I love your hair... it's soft," he murmured.His hand trailed down, warm fingertips brushing against my skin, and the faintest of protests escaped my lips."Y-You can't put your mouth there... it's nasty," I whispered, my voice weak, barely audible.He chuckled softly. Shameless.There was no shame
His smirk deepened. "You don’t have to say it," he murmured, sliding his finger through my fold. "I already know."Another moan slipped past my lips, louder this time, as my body continued to react to the sensations he was creating.My eyes rolled back, and I could feel the tension building inside m







