Mag-log inMAYAI whimpered helplessly as Tristan’s fingers continued their relentless assault inside me and his face was buried in my neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin there with possessive hunger. “Tristan… please, someone’s going to hear,” I gasped, my voice shaky and breathy, but my body betrayed me completely, hips twitching against his hand as fresh wetness coated his fingers.He pushed my legs wider with his powerful thigh, forcing me to rely entirely on his body for support. I was practically hanging on him now, my back pressed against the wall, legs trembling as he brutally circled my swollen clit with slow, deliberate strokes. “You’re going to moan for me, princess,” he growled against my ear, his breath hot and demanding. “Loud enough that Andre knows exactly who this pussy belongs to. No more flirting with him. No more games. You’re mine to fuck, mine to claim, mine to ruin whenever I want.”My moans grew louder despite my efforts to stay quiet, echoing softly in the sm
MAYAI stepped into Andre’s lavish mansion, the elegant chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow over the sea of important guests dressed in their finest attire. My red dress hugged every curve like a lover’s hands, the short hem teasing my thighs with every step, and the high heels made my legs look endless and powerful. I felt beautiful, hot, and in control for the first time in what felt like forever. After the scandal, and the heartbreak, tonight was my chance to reclaim my power. My heart still raced from the argument with Tristan earlier, but being here, surrounded by admiring glances and soft murmurs, made me stand taller.Dad introduced me to several key people from his business circle- powerful executives and influential figures who smiled politely. “It’s wonderful to see you back on your feet, Maya,” one older businessman said, shaking my hand firmly. “You’ve handled the recent events with remarkable grace.”Mom’s friends from her social circle surrounded me next, hugging
MAYAI stood in front of the full-length mirror in my room, carefully applying a bold red lipstick that matched my dress perfectly. The dress was stunning- a tight, short red number that hugged every curve and the fabric shimmering slightly under the light. It barely reached mid-thigh, paired with strappy black high heels that made my legs look endless. I felt beautiful. Hot. Powerful. I swayed my hips to the soft music playing from my phone, dancing lightly as I finished my makeup, completely lost in the moment. The dress clung to my breasts and waist, accentuating my figure in a way that made me feel confident and seductive.I didn’t notice Tristan at first. He was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed and watching me with that intense, predatory gaze. When I finally spotted him in the mirror, I stopped dancing abruptly and rolled my eyes and turned away to ignore him completely. After our argument, I was still angry- still hurt by his refusal to fully commit. I wanted to
MAYAI sat on the edge of my bed in my room, my fingers twisting the edge of my sweater as I spilled everything to Nicole. She sat beside me, listening with wide eyes and a concerned frown. The words tumbled out in a rush, my voice shaky with confusion and hurt. “Nicole… I got this phone call last night. Some woman- unknown number. She told me not to trust Tristan. Said he’s just using me and that he’ll never have kids with me. She even asked if he’s ever… finished inside me. And the worst part is, he hasn’t. Not once. Every time we’re together, he pulls out.”“I confronted him about it, and he said he wants to wait until I’m ready, that he doesn’t want to rush me. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. What if she’s right? What if this is all some twisted game for him?”Nicole took my hands in hers, squeezing gently. “Maya, that sounds terrifying. But you know Tristan. He’s been obsessive about you since the beginning. Protected you from everything. Do you really think he’d go thr
MAYAI sat on the edge of the bed, now fully dressed in a simple oversized sweater and leggings, my hair still messy from our earlier passion. My fingers twisted the hem of my sweater nervously as I stared at the floor. The weight of everything had been eating at me for days. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tristan walked out of the bathroom, fresh and handsome as ever, but when he saw me, his expression shifted to concern.“Maya? What’s wrong, princess?” he asked, coming to sit beside me. His hand reached for mine, but I pulled back slightly, my heart aching.I took a deep breath, my voice trembling. “Tristan… I want a nice life. A real life. With you. I want a family someday. Kids. A home where we can build something permanent. I thought… I thought that’s what we were heading toward. But every time we’re together, you pull away at the end. You never finish inside me. Do you even want that with me? Or am I just temporary?”Tristan listened quietly, his hand gently resting on my knee
MAYAI pulled Tristan softly by his collar, our faces inches apart, and kissed him with everything I had- desperate, needy, and full of conflicting emotions. He kissed me back just as passionately, his lips claiming mine with that familiar hunger that always made my knees weak. His hands roamed my body possessively, sliding under my top to cup my breasts as our tongues tangled in a heated dance. The kiss quickly turned filthy and bold, his teeth nipping at my lower lip while he growled into my mouth. “Fuck, princess… you taste so good. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”I whimpered against his lips, my body already aching for him. “I need you, Tristan. I need all of you tonight. Make love to me. Please… cum inside me this time. I want to feel you fill me up. I want to be yours completely.”His eyes darkened with lust, but I caught a flicker of something else- hesitation? It made my heart twist, but I pushed the doubt aside for now, pulling him closer. “Please, Daddy… I want your
TRISTAN I gulped hard and my gaze fell on the girl laying beneath me.Her long black hair spilled across the leather couch in wild strands and she looked messy, beautiful, like a piece of art. Those stunning green eyes glistened with unshed tears and drunken haze.Her eyes were wide and innocent e
MayaMy eyelashes fluttered as his hot breath washed over my face. His exhale felt like a spark against my already feverish skin. Slowly, I lifted my gaze to meet his. Those endless black eyes that always looked right through me, even in my wildest fantasies.For one dizzying second, the alcohol h
MayaHis name came out small, trembling, almost a question. Like if I said it too loud he might vanish. But he didn’t. He was there. Still. This couldn’t be real.I blinked once. Twice. Three times. My lashes fluttered hard, like I could force the hallucination to shatter. But he didn’t disappear.
MayaAm I gay?The question kept echoing in my head like a broken record, louder than the pounding music vibrating through the strip club. I sat frozen on the red velvet couch in the VIP section with my half empty glass of vodka sweating in my hand. It burned down my throat every time I took a sip







