LOGINDaisy “Tell me what you did, Daisy,” he commanded, his voice a lethal, breathless rumble against my back. He delivered another heavy, punishing spank to the other cheek, making my internal walls clench and gush more fluid down my legs. “Say it. Tell me what you did and what you want your husband to do to you for it.”:“I kissed him!” I cried out, my tears finally spilling over as I gripped the wall for dear life. “I kissed Octavian, and I’m sorry! Please, Caspian, I want you to fuck me! I want your dick inside me, stretch me out, please!”Hearing the explicit surrender pass my lips, he reached under my stomach. He drove three long fingers deep inside my dripping pussy from behind, pumping me with a fast, merciless speed that hit my sweet spot with a heavy, wet thud over and over again. He didn't let up for a single second. His fingers stretched my tight walls while his thumb ruthlessly thrashed against my clit from behind, driving me completely out of my mind until my vision spli
Daisy My jaw practically hit the floor while my heart did a frantic, terrifying somersault inside my ribs, the blood instantly rushing to my ears with a deafening roar.Of all the things I thought he would say, best believe I didn't see that coming at all. “I..” I stammered, my hands instantly flying up as if I could physically push the accusation away. “Caspian, wait. I can explain..”“Explain?” Caspian interrupted, his voice dropping into a register so low and lethal it vibrated straight through the floorboards. He slowly uncrossed his arms, his massive frame shifting as he stepped toward me, closing the distance like a predator locking onto a target. “You kissed my brother, Daisy. What exactly is there to explain?”The lingering guilt and panic inside me instantly flared into hot, defensive defiance. I wasn't going to let him just corner me, not after everything we had been through. “I wouldn't have done it if you had just given me answers from the very beginning!” I shot bac
Daisy Silence had a way of becoming loud when you were alone.It filled every corner of my room, pressing against me until even breathing felt like an effort.I sat by the window with my knees drawn to my chest, watching the late afternoon sun stretch across the gardens below.I couldn't remember how long I'd been sitting there. Minutes, hours or maybe even longer, I wasn't sure anymore. All I knew was that everything that had happened over the past few days kept replaying inside my head like a story I couldn't escape.I thought about Elias, my parents, Caspian, the accusations and the kiss.I squeezed my eyes shut.I'd spent so long chasing answers that I'd somehow forgotten how heavy the truth could be.A soft knock sounded at the door before I could think further. I barely reacted but another knock followed and then the door opened.I looked up as Caspian stepped inside. He didn't rush toward me and he didn't call my name either. He simply closed the door quietly behind him.S
Caspian The folder rested on the passenger seat the entire drive. I never looked at it and I didn't need to.Every page inside had already carved itself into my memory.Victor's letter, Henry's records, the altered medical report, and the financial ledger. Years of lies compressed into a stack of paper that weighed more than it had any right to.By the time I reached Elias's office, I wasn't angry anymore, anger had burned itself out somewhere along the way.What remained was colder.“I'll let him know you're here.” The receptionist looked up as I approached. "He's expecting…..""I know where his office is."She opened her mouth to protest, then thought better of it.I didn't stop.The hallway felt strangely familiar now, every step reminding me of my last visit. The visit where I'd walked away with questions, but today, I carried answers.I pushed the door open without knocking and Elias looked up from behind his desk.For a fleeting moment, surprise crossed his face, then it dis
Caspian I didn't speak.I couldn't, not when the single name lying on the desk between us seemed to swallow every other thought inside my head.Elias.For days, I'd suspected him, for weeks, I'd questioned his motives and now suspicion had become something far heavier.Proof.I stared at the folder, waiting for my mind to reject it, to tell me there had been some mistake, but it never did.Instead, the investigator quietly walked around the desk and stopped beside me."I know what you're thinking."“Really?’ I tore my eyes away from the file. "Do you?""You're wondering whether this is enough.""...Is it?" I looked back at the papersInstead of answering, he opened the folder completely."We're not looking at one piece of evidence." He pulled out the first document. "We're looking at years of it."Without warning, he placed an old envelope on the desk. Its paper had yellowed with age, and the edges looked as though they'd crumble if handled too roughly."The handwriting was confirme
Caspian The conversation refused to leave my head. No matter how hard I tried, every word Elias had spoken found its way back to me."She came back to you.""Interesting.""You're running out of time."I slammed my office door harder than I'd intended and the sound echoed through the room before silence settled once again. For what felt like the hundredth time that morning, I crossed the length of the office.Then I turned, walked back and turned again. Pacing had never solved a problem and it was no surprise that today wasn't any different.Every answer Elias had given had somehow managed to reveal absolutely nothing. Or maybe...I stopped beside the window. Maybe he'd revealed exactly what he'd wanted me to know.Nothing more, nothing less.I clenched my jaw as a curse bubbled in my throat, but I forced it back down anyway. I'd walked into his office believing I was finally going to corner him.Instead, he'd walked away knowing Daisy had come back to me. Knowing we'd spoken and
Daisy The strangest part about walking into another trial was that I wasn't afraid.That wasn't entirely true, because I was afraid.My stomach still twisted, my hands still felt colder than they should have, and my heart still beat a little faster with every step toward the council chambers.B
Daisy My hands wouldn't stop shaking. No matter how tightly I gripped the letter, no matter how many times I reread the same lines, the words refused to change.I stared at them again, then again and again, as if repetition might somehow produce a miracle.It didn't.Instead, the ink remained ex
Caspian I would rather have been upstairs, not in the council chamber, not dealing with Elias and not listening to complaints from people who spent most of their lives believing politics was more important than loyalty.The thought followed me the entire walk down the eastern corridor.I would
Daisy The moment Elias fully walked in, the temperature of the room changed.I felt it before I saw him, that shift in air pressure, like something had been sucked out and replaced with something heavier. Caspian's hand, which had been resting casually on my lower back, tightened slightly, not en







