《Velvet Daddy Sins: Please Me Till the Last Drop》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Elena’s POVI stormed into Damien’s private study after the dinner, my blood boiling with anger and fear. The door slammed behind me louder than I intended. My hands still shook from the hospital records I had seen. Enough was enough. I could not keep living in the dark like this.“Damien, we need to talk right now,” I said firmly, my voice stronger than usual. “The Board sent me my mother’s hospital files. They know everything about her treatment and they are threatening to change things if I do not obey. What kind of people are they? Tell me the truth.”Damien looked up from his desk with dark eyes. He stood slowly and walked around to face me. “Elena, you are not supposed to question the Board. I warned you about curiosity,” he replied in a low tone. “This is part of your training. You must trust me to protect you.”I stepped closer and pushed against his chest with both hands. “Trust you? How can I when they have power over my mom’s life? I am not your toy to control completely. I

Elena’s POVI waited until the mansion grew quiet late at night before I slipped out of my room. My heart beat fast as I moved down the dark hallway toward the forbidden area Damien had warned me about. The door to the old library looked heavy and locked but I found it slightly open tonight. This was my chance to learn more about the Velvet Board. I pushed inside carefully and closed the door behind me with a soft click.Dust floated in the air from the tall shelves filled with old books and locked cabinets. I used my phone flashlight to search quietly. “I need to find something useful,” I whispered to myself. My fingers ran over file folders hidden behind some volumes. When I opened one I saw papers about past artists who had stayed in the mansion. Their names and photos appeared with notes about their training and sudden departures. One girl looked happy at first but the last page said she disappeared after asking too many questions.“This is what happens to curious pets,” I murmure

Elena’s POVI walked through the mansion hallway the next afternoon when Victoria appeared suddenly from a side door. She wore a tight red dress that showed off her curves. Her eyes looked at me with a mix of interest and something sharper. I stopped and felt nervous right away. Something about her always made me uneasy after our earlier warnings.“Elena, come with me for a moment,” Victoria said in a smooth voice. “We need to talk privately. Damien is busy with Board business so this is the perfect time.”I followed her to a quiet sitting room but kept my distance. “What do you want, Victoria?” I asked carefully. “If this is about the rules again I am trying to follow them.”She closed the door and stepped closer. Her hand brushed my arm lightly. “You are such a pretty little artist. Damien does not deserve someone as talented and fresh as you. He is cold and controlling. I could show you real pleasure without all his strict games. Let me touch you and make you feel

Elena’s POVI stood in the studio the next morning with my heart pounding as I finished the large painting. Colors blended carefully on the canvas to show a beautiful mansion with hidden shadows in the corners. Masked figures appeared in the background but their eyes looked cold and controlling. In the center a young woman held a paintbrush like a weapon. The details were subtle enough to look like art but anyone from the Board would recognize the secrets. This was my quiet way to fight back and create leverage.Damien walked in while I cleaned my brushes. His eyes went straight to the new work on the easel. “What is this painting, Elena?” he asked in a serious tone. “It feels different from your usual pieces. Tell me the truth about it.”I wiped my hands and turned to face him. “It is my counter move, Daddy. The Board wants to control everything but I can use my art to show the world their hidden side without saying it directly. If they push me too far I can reveal this

Elena’s POVI sat in my room with shaking hands as I prepared my final move against the Velvet Board. My private sketches of masked faces and hidden voice recordings from the rituals lay spread on the bed. I transferred everything to a secure file on my phone and sent copies to several unknown email addresses I had prepared. One message went to a reporter contact I found online with a note saying these files exposed a dangerous secret society. Another copy stayed ready on my device for Damien to see. My heart raced because this could destroy everything but it was my only chance to break free.Damien burst into the room minutes later with anger and worry on his face. “Elena, what have you done?” he demanded in a low urgent voice. “The Board members are receiving strange messages and photos from your sketches. They are in chaos right now accusing each other of leaks. Tell me this is not your work.”I stood up and faced him bravely. “Yes, it is my work, Daddy. I used my art