LOGINAurora walked down the staircase with steps she deliberately kept as light as possible, even though every brush of her thighs against each other reminded her of the lingering soreness from last night’s madness. In the dining room, Richard had just taken the last sip of his mineral water and adjusted the position of his expensive wristwatch.“I’m done eating, sweetheart. The car is already warmed up outside,” Richard said as he stood, offering the calm smile that always made Aurora’s heart tighten.Aurora walked over and straightened the collar of Richard’s gray suit, even though it was already perfectly neat. “Be careful on the road, Richard. Don’t push yourself too hard at work.” She paused for a moment, steadying her breathing so her voice would not tremble. “Oh, by the way, Richard... would it be alright if I went out for a while this afternoon? An old friend of mine from Boston happens to be in Manhattan for a project, and they asked me to meet for coffee.”Richard gazed deeply in
The sun was hanging high overhead when Aurora finally stepped out of the master bedroom. The snow-white silk house dress she wore swayed gently with each step, her movements now much lighter than before. Thanks to the special ointment she had secretly applied while Richard was on the phone with one of his business associates earlier, the stinging pain that had tormented her was gradually fading, replaced by a cool, soothing sensation.In the dining room, Claire was arranging porcelain plates filled with a healthy lunch. The moment she saw Aurora approaching, the senior housekeeper immediately paused what she was doing. Her sharp eyes inadvertently caught the faint reddish marks peeking out from beneath Aurora's long hair as it shifted aside. Around the nape of her neck and along the side of her throat, the marks stood out vividly against her pale skin.Good heavens, Master truly showed no mercy last night, Claire thought, smiling to herself. She remembered what Ethan had said that mor
Aurora closed her eyes, her head tilted back. One of her hands squeezed Richard’s hair, which was still damp, while her other hand crept down beneath Richard’s towel. She touched the man’s manhood, which had already tensed hard, ignited because of the burning passion."Rory... you are so beautiful," Richard murmured in the midst of his activity, his voice muffled by Aurora’s soft skin.Richard continued to suckle, enjoying every inch of beauty he could feel through his senses of touch and taste alone. For him, this darkness instead made the sensation become many times more intense. Meanwhile for Aurora, every suction of Richard felt like an erasure as well as a reminder of her sins. She let Richard do as he pleased, letting the man love her body, which was no longer pure, under the protection of a strip of silk cloth covering the terrible truth.Inside that silent room, only the sounds of panting breaths and soft moans were heard, creating a secret labyrinth that trapped the three of
Warm steam was still curling thinly from behind the bathroom door that had just opened. Richard stepped out with a white towel wrapped around his waist, letting the remaining drops of bathwater flow slowly on top of his tight skin. At an age that was no longer young, the man’s body remained maintained with firm, broad muscles, reflecting the dim light of the bedroom lamp.Aurora, who was still leaning against a pile of pillows, found herself unable to turn her face away. Her eyes were fixed on the curves of Richard’s broad chest and his flat stomach. She swallowed hard with difficulty, feeling a strange rush creeping up the nape of her neck. There was a mature, intoxicating charm from Richard’s figure, something very different from the impulsive wildness belonging to Ethan.Richard noticed that gaze. A thin smile, almost like a teasing smirk, appeared at the corner of his lips. He approached the edge of the bed, letting himself stand close enough so that Aurora could smell the fresh,
She felt trapped in the vortex of the Calloway family's madness. Richard who adored her too much, and Ethan who continuously showered her body with painful passion. The soreness down there throbbed again, as if reminding her that she was no longer a pure woman, but rather a captive of the shameless obsession of a stepson. Aurora closed her eyes, letting her body sink back into the pain, hoping time could spin faster so this suffering would end soon.Ethan's firm footsteps echoed in the marble corridor of the top floor of the Calloway Holdings office. He walked into his study with the remnants of satisfaction from home still visible on his face. However, that warm atmosphere instantly froze when he saw Audrey—the assistant who usually always welcomed him with a sweet smile and steaming coffee—now only putting down files on the desk with a rather hard slam."This is the report you requested, Sir," Audrey said without even looking into Ethan's eyes. Her voice was flat, as cold as polar i
The atmosphere in the dining room of the Calloway mansion that morning felt silent, filled only with the clinking of silver spoons clashing against porcelain plates. Ethan sat alone at the end of the long table, looking neat in his black suit that fit his body perfectly. Even though his eyes stared sharply at the tablet displaying stock charts, his mind was still left in the upstairs bedroom, on the remnants of Aurora's body scent that still lingered in his memory.Ethan looked up when he saw Claire walking past while carrying an empty tray. "Claire," Ethan called out, his voice heavy and flat. "Where is Daddy? And... *Mommy*? Why didn't they come down to have breakfast together?"Claire stopped her steps, turning toward Ethan with a smile that seemed held back, as if she were keeping a huge secret that was highly exciting. "The Big Master and the Young Mistress are having breakfast in the room, Young Master," Claire answered with a suspiciously cheerful tone.Ethan raised an eyebrow.
Aurora remained standing motionless in the middle of the luxurious presidential suite, even after Ethan's warmth was no longer wrapped around her. The man stood only a few steps away from her, his breathing still coming in short, uneven bursts.Outside, the sound of a piano from the hotel ballroom
The night of the engagement finally arrived.Outside the Grand Ballroom of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, a line of limousines and luxury cars had already filled the main lobby an hour earlier. Crystal chandeliers hanging from the hotel's ceiling reflected magnificent golden lights, while neatl
Aurora gathered the last of her strength and instinctively kicked Ethan as hard as she could. The force was enough to make Ethan lose his balance and fall onto the cold marble floor. Aurora immediately curled up, pulling the thick blanket over her chest, which rose and fell with ragged breaths.The
Ethan sat at the end of the dining table, his fingers rhythmically playing with a silver spoon. His face still carried traces of paleness from his stomach condition that had yet to fully recover, but his eyes looked far more alive. There was a gleam of victory he could hardly conceal.The corners o







