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Dream of me, baby girl. Prepare yourself for what I'm about to do to you... Her Father sold her to me to clear his debt. It sickens me but I accept her as payment because I see the lust for me in her eyes. How she wants her hands caressing my rugged face and ripped body. She tries to hide it but she can't. And I can't stop thinking about what I'll be doing to her. Making that virgin body quiver with the numbness of pleasure. She has no idea the depths of my depravity. But it won't be just me. Oh, no. That would be too easy. I have a partner who was also wronged by her father. Together, we need to decide whether we keep her. Or sell her. It's a twisted question - give in to love and keep her, or, punish her parents and sell her on The Market? We both know that the innocent and fragile Sarah Carlton is the sweetest thing that has crossed our paths in a long, long time. We also know that we're going to savor that sweetness as we break her, no matter what we decide... Come enter a world of dark desires in this full-length standalone romance by Dark Angel. No cheating or cliffhangers but it's going to contain very mature themes with potentially dark undertones as well as scenes of MF and MFM. HEA? Always.
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Prologue - Damien

I watch the rise and fall of Sarah’s chest, her breath finally slowing, and that’s all that keeps me hanging on. Every dark strand of her chocolate hair that often frames her face is tucked back into an elegant chignon. Nothing is out of place. Everything is perfect for display. A cosmetic counter’s best products are on display on her elegant, angelic features. Her face is masked in beauty, yet dripping with pain.

How did I get here?

I know how she got here. I'm the reason Sarah is here, on an auction block, trembling, for display.

I accept that Sarah is part of this. Part of making sure that the equation is solved, balanced.

But my heart and soul are ragged as I watch Sarah’s failed attempts to regain control of just her breathing.

“…Finest the Virgin Market has to offer…” one of the hosts barks as rich buyers walk past us and I catch some of his sickening words.

Through her frightened state, Sarah manages to catch some of them too. She yelps silently, fear stealing the sound from her lips, at whatever words she catches. Her mouth closes, the glossy lipstick smoothing over each lip when they press together again.

I thought Trevor, Sarah, and I had this situation figured out.

Except how could we?

Sure, my solution was entirely a half measure. Of course it didn’t work out one hundred percent. I just didn’t think it would fall apart like this.

I didn’t think I would fucking fall apart like this either.

The Virgin Market previously garnered a dispassionate response from me. These girls, and their virginity, were just another commodity to be sold and traded. So what? I didn’t give a shit. I didn’t see it as any different than any other business. I just didn’t happen to be one of their customers, or sellers.

Trevor had bought single nights on the Virgin Market before. He and I had also done some sharing in the past of decidedly non-virgins. There was a particular weekend where we shared a hot cougar who’s very elderly husband had passed and she wanted to celebrate her near infinite riches. She elected to do so impaled on both of our cocks. Afterwards, Trevor took the time to tell me that he liked younger, less experienced gals, and, would I like to try the Virgin Market?

He told me about it and I wasn’t interested. I didn’t come across outraged. I didn’t even judge him.

I was just…whatever about it.

I’ve never needed to buy women. You know that about me for sure if you know who I am.

My body makes any woman wet.

Including you.

My 8-pack abs cut with diamonds and sculpted with granite.

My bedroom eyes.

My rugged face.

My 12-inch cock.

My billions of dollars.

I am the epitome of fuckability.

Taking Sarah had been an offer I’d taken up on instantly, determining that my next move would be decided later.

When it got complicated, I asked Trevor to make sense of it. It was an intuitive move because I knew he could handle making the decision.

But I thought my solution to getting Sarah out of my mind was selling her to Trevor. Trevor even pushed me to sell her on the Virgin Market.

Yet, I couldn’t handle the thought of her belonging to anyone else but Trevor. I shared her with Trevor once, and that was fucking hot. We were selling her at the Virgin Market despite the fact that she was not a virgin. Which was fine…because Trevor was buying her and that was fine on his part. And no one would fucking know she wasn’t a virgin. Ironically, this was a business of some kind of twisted honor. At least an honor system that the girls for sale were virgins.

And then Trevor disappears before he can buy Sarah. What the fuck? I just can’t fucking bring myself to sell her to anyone else, and I didn’t think this was going to happen.

After everything, Sarah’s parents are here, suffering from seeing what's going to happen to her. Now I’m here and I can’t buy Sarah because I'm selling her…and I just want to leave.

I've already placed her up for order. I thought Trevor was running late, and would show. Now three minutes remain and in these three minutes, I'm dying a thousand deaths.

I can't satisfy the Market’s demands for a virgin without offering a replacement girl that buyers can purchase, and even if I had one, it's too goddamn late.

I face the very real risk that I'm here now, selling Sarah as a virgin to someone else, and that she will be truly lost to me, and Trevor, forever.

This is all my goddamn fault. Because what fucking mattered to me? The wrong goddamn things. I never, ever should've done any of this shit.

Trevor couldn’t possibly have forgotten or decided against buying Sarah, yet he isn’t fucking here. Isn’t answering his texts. Isn’t picking up his phone. Fuck.

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Two beasts. One beauty. This fairytale is about to get filthy. I was sold by my wicked stepmother to two men. Once a spoiled princess - now I'm cuffed and chained to a bed. Held prisoner by two alpha males whose very presence makes me squirm with desire. Both Nathan and Vincent are princes. They've forged an alliance with our kingdom. My people get peace. They get me. But first, they need to train me. Now, when they tell me to sink to my knees, I obey. When they kiss me, I tremble with lust. When they touch me, I moan with pleasure. So when my stepmother reveals the real reason behind giving me away, I have a decision to make in who to help. My kingdom. Or my two beasts. Which will I choose? Come enter a world of modern fairytales in this full-length standalone romance by Dark Angel. No cheating or cliffhangers but it's going to contain very mature themes with scorching scenes. HEA? Always.
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Chapter One

Isadora

I’d hoped to never marry, but I allowed the Queen to teach me that there could be a suitable compromise.

After all, the Queen is my mother.

I never thought that compromise would stretch me so far… An arranged marriage isn’t so strange, even nowadays. But an arranged marriage with not one but two would-be kings?

I face the mirror again, looking to erase my tension on my face and then in my mind.“I’m Isadora Brevintos, and I have to marry, as I’m the princess of my nation.” I repeat the words, brushing my hair and hoping working the comb through my long strands will help to calm my nerves.

I catch my mother’s image in the mirror, and any relaxation that might have crept over me slinks back and I see my forehead crinkle.

My mother and queen, never one to shy away from war, decided she would keep a peace arrangement in play rather than let tensions rise among the surrounding, powerful nations. “Yes, you will do your duty to your nation,” she says, her mouth forming a stern line. She smiles, an attempt at warmth that doesn’t quite penetrate my nerves. “You look every bit a princess, my child, and this brilliant move will mean so much for our country.” Her eyes beam with pride.

Her hands are resting on my shoulders now, and I reach up to squeeze them for comfort, but she pulls away. I don’t think she realizes she does it as she walks away. The queen is rambling on about duty, honor, and other things that I’ve already intoned to myself, already heard a thousand times.

It’s this coldness in her that I fear I have in myself. Perhaps I’m still a virgin and have no interest in men, because I despise affection like my mother seems to.

My mother had me, but her husband, my father, is no longer with us.

Perhaps it is me who is unlovable, I worry.

It’s a dreadful thought. I hope that it isn’t the case. I hope the two princes I’m arranged to marry do not feel that way about me. More than anything, I hope that they are just as unhappy with this situation and therefore empathize with my hesitance to do certain…things that married people must do.

I’m not ready for any of that!

I finish brushing my hair before the stress makes me brush the strands into a static electric mess, and I stand up.

“Good, you’re ready. I want you to appear eager,” the queen says, and when her eyes take me in, she grimaces. “Smile, you aren’t being led to slaughter.” There’s almost laughter in her voice, but I can’t help notice how it seems to hide…disgust.

I don’t want to think such horrid thoughts about my mother, especially not when she’s bringing a peaceful compromise to a nation I will one day rule. I don’t want war, I don’t want famine.

Marriage is a small price to pay to save untold lives of my future subjects.

I smooth my hands over my brocade and jeweled gown, so lavish that I was afraid to put it on. It took two handmaidens to cinch me.

What if it takes two princes to un-cinch the dress? My face heats at the idea, and I’m horrified.

I keep walking forward, leaving my chambers and heading to the grand ballroom of the palace I’ve always called home. I feel as though I’m in a foreign land, though the princes have both come here in order to agree to wed me. Though there are many customs and traditions that are often neglected in these modern times, it seems none will be when it comes to this arrangement.

I can barely breathe thinking about what little I do know about the different ceremonies. I’m terrified of the betrothal ceremony, and it is the first and possibly least frightening of them all. It doesn’t involve more touching than a holding of hands, if I remember the protocol correctly, and that can’t be so bad.

But then I see them both.

Wow. Just wow.

These two princes are stunning in the pictures that I’ve seen, and when I see them in person I know that those photographs do them no justice. They are so attractive that it almost hurts my eyes. Like, I’m saying this, the person who cares nothing about dating and has had zero interest in men. But they are outstandingly, incredibly attractive. Broad shoulders, strong chests, and chiseled abs I can see defined through their shirts. Charming smiles and sensual eyes; even their jawlines are godlike.

My body is utterly betraying me right now, because I feel a dampness in my panties that shocks me. I’m wet. I never get wet, especially not just seeing a man…or two.

Aaaand I’d hoped that we wouldn’t even work on an heir till later. I know that there are ceremonies—not unlike this betrothal ceremony, but GOD, I am going to have to sleep with both of them… Now I’m not too worried about it.

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Her body's for sale. But I want her soul... She wants to sell her body to me for cash. Says I'm the only one with enough power and money to help her. And how can I resist saying yes? With my wealth, I can buy any damn thing I want. And God, the things I want to do that body... I can't tell you out here how I'm going to turn her around and squeeze those delicious globes of hers and run my thick python lust muscle between her cheeks as we look out the window at the city I own. Or how I'm gonna shoot her into orbit five or six times as a warm up before I take her to levels of bliss so powerful that she can't walk the next day. But I will tell you this... She'll be coming back for more. Because she wants it. She says she doesn't. But I know she does. When she's around me, she can't control herself. But I want...more. It's not enough to just own her body. No, I want something more. Something that she can't sell. Something that she has to give. I want her heart. All of her. Everything. Every damn word, deed, and thought. Till death do us part... Come enter a world of dark desires in this full-length standalone romance by Dark Angel. No cheating or cliffhangers but it's going to contain very mature themes with potentially dark undertones as well as scorching steamy scenes that will make your ladyparts thank you. HEA? You know it, babe.
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Lucy

My small apartment feels safe to me now because I don’t want to leave the four tiny walls of my bedroom.

Not dressed the way I am. The scent of freshly laundered clothes clings to my nostrils, and sets me further on edge, rather than comfort me. I can’t feel at ease leaving home with what I'm about to do.

I can't possibly do this. I won't. That’s what I try and tell myself, because accepting this is hard to do. I grew up without role models. Without parents, for much of my life. No one tried to instill a sense of self-worth in me because no one was around to do it. The remaining members of my family all died in a family reunion house fire, but I'm still fighting the battle to have dignity and to maintain it despite any challenges that life throws my way. And if I do this thing for which I’m preparing, I lose any thread of that integrity I’d hoped to retain.

But I have to think about why I’m doing this. Why it matters more that I give up my self-worth. I'm doing this for my brother. He’s spiraled down as far as I can stand to see him go. The truth is, his drug and alcohol and gambling problems are already so out of control, I don’t know if there’s any further down he can fall. Me? I have almost nothing. In fact, all I have is him. So this is the sacrifice I make because my integrity matters less to me than my brother’s life. If I don’t save him, he'll die. And because I'm poor, and I have nothing but a dead-end diner job, and because I’m not sure what the hell else I want from life, I'm in the unique position of having just one thing to give.

I’m a virgin. I can give my virginity to one of the most notoriously ruthless, cutthroat casino owners that my brother owes the most money to. Giancarlo Sandoval is a notorious womanizer if the rumors are to be believed. I hope they are, because I’m hanging all my hope on it. The tang of fear is sliding down my throat with the chemical sweetness of lipstick further turning my stomach.

Rapping my fingernails nervously on the old wood of my vanity table one last time, I take a final look at myself in the mirror's reflection. I hope that I’ve done a good enough job with this makeup, and with this outfit, to catch his eye and make him consider my offer.

If I knew better what men wanted, I might not still be a virgin. The truth is I’ve never taken a real interest in men, in sex, or even in makeup or looking all that attractive.

Trying to help my brother has consumed the last seven years of my life, and now it has come to this. I’m staring at my too-pale face in the mirror, eyes ringed with more eyeliner and eyeshadow than it has seen in all the previous years of my life combined. A blazing red lipstick coats my lips with a luster that says ‘pay attention to me’ when all I’ve been content to do in the past was to go unnoticed. I smack my lips together, then make a kissy pout to the mirror.

I think I look exactly like someone trying to look desirable. I hope that reads well when Giancarlo sees me. I want to look the right amount of desperate, so that he’ll know I’m really willing to go this far. Hopefully, he’ll keep his word if I get him to entertain my offer.

I run my fingers through my hair one more time, tousling it so that I know it looks as good as it possibly can. I have my hair down in cascading auburn waves, the ringlets actually framing my face instead of being in their usual ponytail.

Looking over my reflection as if I’m looking at someone else, the hollow smile I spread over my face is as empty as I feel. Standing, I think about how I need to be strong. The time to be disgusted by my plan is ending now. Now I’m walking out of my apartment, and into Giancarlo Sandoval’s casino. Now, I’m the girl who’s going to try as hard as she can to strike a deal. I can’t be focusing on how badly I don’t want to do this.

The truth is that I don’t want to do this, but I also don’t want to suffer any of the consequences of not trying. I have nothing else to consider.

When I discovered my brother’s ledger, I was horrified by the story the numbers told. I saw the names, and after Googling for confirmation, I saw that all of these men owned casinos. I knew Tommy gambled. Tommy gambled, drank, slept with a ton of girls, and did whatever drugs came along for the ride. And he’d stopped working a long time ago. When he was doing well, he had tried to shower me with gifts. He bought me this vanity, telling me in one sober moment that he remembered our mother having one like it. But when things weren’t going well, he was scribbling in that ledger he kept in a small memo pad in his coat. His hair was too greasy and unkempt, and he stayed drunk, or high, or both. When he passed out in my bathroom, that ledger had fallen out of his pocket.

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No inhibitions. No fear. No limits. Baby, it's time to submit. Julia. Sweet. Kind. Pure. Girl thinks she's got it under control. Think she knows best. But we know better. How could we not? Four alpha male billionaires. Rich in depravity. Owners of debauchery. She belongs to us now. Every pleasure she can imagine. It's hers for the taking. When she finally gives in. When she admits she belongs to us. Well...we're going to work her over. Now and forever.
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Killian

“More drinks, more lotion,” I tell Jane, one of our newest attendants. “And grab the blue glass bottle downstairs, would you?”

“Yes, sir,” she says with a nod.

She’s one of our newest employees, so we’re breaking her in correctly. A three-day trip on our high speed yacht, the Quatre Profonds, from Florida to New York should be enough time and experience to let anyone know what we’re about.

From here, she’ll have a chance to pick up bigger roles on the boat or transfer to one of our locations across the world.

I don’t think she’s a great fit for Hedonism, my own club in Amsterdam, though; she’s a little lacking on the service side of things, I think—at least for my tastes. Spencer will probably end up snatching her up for his resort in Hawaii.

I look up at the bright blue sky and take a deep breath. You can never quite get the same view as when you’re gliding through the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, getting a relaxing massage and spending time with great friends.

“How’s this, Sir?” the girl currently working at my shoulders asks.

“A little more pressure. And just a few more minutes. Derek should be parking his boat in the lower dock any minute now.”

He had taken Xane out to show off his new toy, a fun little electric speeder boat with a full rear seating. It’s not exactly practical, but I’ll concede that it’s pretty damn stylish.

Why Derek chose Xane to impress, I’ll never know. That guy is as serious as they come. I guess if it can impress him, it can impress anyone…but I have my doubts that Derek will get the results that he wants.

“Damn, this asshole didn’t even crack a smirk hitting 100 kilometers! Either this fucker is completely soulless, or he’s taking the piss out of me,” Derek shouts as he clops up the stairs. His British accent becomes more distinct when he’s annoyed.

Xane appears behind him, an impassive look on his face.

“Dudes, let’s have a chill, yeah? No need to get worked up,” Spencer says, clasping each one in a tight one-armed hug. “It’s a sweet ride, and he’s a sweet dude. Right, Derek? C’mon, it’s all chill!”

Xane simply shrugs. “It was neat but impractical.”

“It’s not supposed to be bloody practical!” Derek shouts, then heaves a deep sigh while shaking his head. “Practical, he says. Has he seen the damn thing?”

Our guests crack up at the interaction between the two, and a smirk crosses my lips at the sight of their wide grins.

Cameron, Chase, Adam, and their lovely Nicole are all lounging on the deck just below us. Cameron and Chase are both in casual swim trunks, but the former also has on a plain black open button-up flowing lightly in the breeze. Adam, in contrast, is sporting something that I prefer should have left more to the imagination, but hey, I’ve seen worse.

Nicole, on the other hand, has quite a number on. She’s dressed rather scantily in a deep crimson bikini with tantalizing halter bands encircling her fantastic hips and gorgeous tits.

It’s not my style to hit on my friend’s girl, but I can’t help indulging in a harmless fantasy.

Cameron is just as mesmerized—he’s tracing his fingers along her halter lines, adjusting and playing with them before standing in front of her.

“I wonder if I should have picked up the mesh instead,” he says, mostly to himself.

“Oh, come on,” Nicole says as she looks up at him. “You know as well as I do nobody can take their eyes off me right now. This one is perfect.”

He smirks down at her. It’s obvious to everyone what kind of effect Nicole has on us all right now—especially Cameron.

This isn’t lost on Nicole in the slightest. She reaches up and starts to caress his swim trunks.

“Now is the time to relax,” she says gently.

Adam reaches over from her right and slips a hand between them. He quickly yanks one of the cups of her bikini, revealing one of her gorgeous tits to the world.

“It all comes off the same, Cam!” Adam says with a smirk, then drains his champagne flute as he starts to caress Nicole’s nipple.

An assistant quickly steps up to refill his glass without hesitation.

Chase joins the three of them and starts stroking Nicole’s back. He runs his hands down to her ass and grips it tight.

I notice two of his fingers slip under the tight string of her swimsuit, and, after a brief moment, Nicole lets out a yelp and a shiver.

Chase smirks up at us as he pulls the fabric to the side to reveal a bright red glimmer where her asshole should be. It’s hard to tell from a distance, but knowing them, I’d say that’s a real ruby embedded in the plug shoved up her ass.

Chase wastes no time sliding it in and out of her, immediately eliciting loud groans of pleasure as she arches her back to give him a better angle.

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Chapter 1

Margaret

Fuck.

I’m so fucking horny, my throbbing pussy feels like it’s going to set my thong on fucking fire.

"Margaret, it’s time for your appointment." The blonde greets me as I pull my door open wider, a smile on his face, his voice taking on a sultry southern accent.

I gasp and tremble, not because I don't want this. It’s the total fucking opposite, actually. I haven't stopped thinking about all three of these men fucking my brains out since the second I first opened the door. I mean, if you saw them, you’d think the same thing.

I know they’re only supposed to be professional Doms, but they’ve assured me that with what I have to pay, they can give me the full service. Fucking included.

Without warning, they all descend on me and pull at my clothing. All I have on is a robe and a sheer nightie—I mean, I’m as prepared as I can be for what’s to come…or cum—but those are gone in seconds flat. I want them all to fuck me more than I’ve ever wanted anything.

The outlines of their cocks are fucking impressive. Though they have sexy as hell bodies, it's the twelve-inch meat sticks that have my full and undivided attention.

The one with dark hair pushes me to the floor, his cock now out and slapping me hard in the face. It’s leaking salty pre-cum all over my cheeks and I just want to lap it right up. I can feel the heat from his body. He is not one to be denied. Totally fucking in charge and taking control of my body.

"Open your fucking mouth, you slut," he commands.

I lick my lips and open wide, taking his massive cock into my mouth. The other two get right to business and fill my pussy and ass, shoving thick, hard, throbbing man meat deep inside of me as I clench around them. These men are fucking huge.

All three of my holes are being stretched and pounded. I didn't expect to be fucked—well, I mean I hoped for it—so I’m so not mad about it. Tonight, it’s a fuck fantasy come true. The whore inside me is loving it.

One of them fucks my throat with an intensity that I have never known. I love a rough fuck, but this is like something out of a filthy novel. I’ve imagined it in every dirty dream I’ve ever had.

Is this real life? I'm not fucking sure, but if I'm dreaming, no one wake me up!

Moans, groans, and grunts—we’re all fucking loud enough that one neighbor actually bangs on the wall, and another on the ceiling.

But who the fuck cares what anyone thinks? I’m getting railed in every hole by the sexiest fucking men I’ve ever seen. Of course I’m screaming out all kinds of filthy shit. They would be loud, too, if they had a yardstick of cock inside them. And so would you, babe. Bet you wish you were me right about now, am I right?

I've been fucked pretty fucking well in my life but never something like this. Two men at once is the most I’ve ever taken on, and only once on a drunken night. Three is fucking magnificent.

I know I’ll always remember this night. Especially because I won’t be able to walk straight for fucking days.

Before they finish having their dirty way with me, I come once…twice…three fucking times, and they have me totally covered with hot, sticky, milky cum. I can’t get enough. I want them to pour fucking gallons of it down my throat.

So, it's not exactly what I expected when I requested a Dom session, but I can’t deny the fact that I’m enjoying every single hole-stretching, pussy-pounding, ass-and-face-fucking moment of it.

They don't say a word when they’re done. They just dress and leave. Just like that.

For a second, I feel dirty, but that doesn't last.

Once I feel the cum dripping from my pussy and running down my legs, I’m gushing all over again just thinking about how hard they made me cum. The hot flood of it against the sensitive flesh of my pussy makes me shiver while I take my trembling fingers and scoop up a healthy amount of the cum still on me and lick it up.

The taste is everything I need right now, my eyes closing and a small moan escaping my lips as my body tingles at just how fucking perfectly they took my body and extracted every possible ounce of pleasure from it.

Fuck. I’m gonna need them to come back and do me again.

I lean against the door and listen to the sounds of footsteps, debating following to book a repeat performance, but a card on the floor catches my eye. It must have fallen out of one of their pants when they tossed them carelessly aside to fuck me.

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Chase

"Hi Tiffany, I'd like you to come to my office," I call over the integrated voice system.

"I'll be right in."

She saunters in wearing a skimpy outfit: a blouse with two buttons undone, showcasing her deep cleavage; and a tiny pencil skirt, revealing much of her smooth legs. It's certainly not professional enough for the scope of our company, but we've hired Tiffany not for her brains but for her body. Besides, we like her to dress the part of a secretary aching to be fucked by three strong alpha males.

She probably enjoys it just as fucking much as we do and wakes up and pinches herself every day to check if this is really her life.

We have a lot of applicants. Every day, there are men and women vying to get into this company. We're the fucking best, and if you’re in with us, then your name is set for life. Your name will mean something, and it will have weight behind it.

We're fucking power players and everyone knows it.

Tiffany is just a little treat that my partners and I like to sample throughout the day.

"Hey honey, you look good," I say, looking her up and down.

There's carnal desire and passion in her eyes. She's already licking her lips, just dying to get a taste of me.

She won't have to wait long.

"Come here," I say, and she willingly comes. "Get on your knees."

She gives me a pouty expression that I don't fall for. Her seduction tactics are useless but she does have a nice body and she is at my beck and call, so why not?

She falls to her knees and starts to unzip my pants. She reveals my giant cock that’s hard and throbbing, aching for an afternoon treat.

She starts slobbering all over me. She spits on the tip of it and closes her fingers on my length with her hand.

Then she wraps her lips around my balls and starts going down on me. It makes warm pulsations of pleasure spread right through me. She's got skill, that I'll give her.

"Oh God, fuck, Tiffany you're fantastic at this."

I watch as she works her magic. Her warm hand is sliding up and down along the length of my thick 12-inch cock.

Then a look of eagerness flashes across her face. She's too eager, I'd say. Too impressed by my manhood. She doesn't give a damn about the man behind the cock. And maybe that's why in the end she can't hold my attention.

There's nothing particularly intriguing or fascinating about Tiffany. She's like every girl you come across with and then forget about. Like every girl that you see in every club, every job, every neighborhood.

She's as bland as anything I've ever seen, and once again, this thought makes me feel bored and sick of everything in life.

Her wet, slippery lips stretch to consume my cock.

She pops it out of her mouth and says, "Mmm, Chase, you taste so good."

She's sucking and licking the tip that's as wide as a goddamn coke can. I don't want to hear her voice, I want to see her tongue swirling around my shaft before she takes it deep.

She looks up at me with hazel eyes to see my reaction. She has precum all over her lips.

I take her head and force it right back down on me. I don't need to see her fucking face, I just want to see those full lips spread out over my cock.

I'm a lot for any woman to take. That's why I have them fucking lining up around the block. Combine that with the fact that I'm a fucking billionaire, 6'5, and made of pure muscle; well, it all adds up to a pretty good life.

I'm used to getting blowjobs from my secretary. We have a revolving door of beautiful women coming in and out of our office.

I've built Holt, Banks, and Shea with my two best friends, Adam and Cameron.

What started out as an idealistic notion on how to change the political landscape has turned into a fucking huge company that calls the shots in the political world. We're at the height of our game.

But the thing is, I'm a little bit bored. When you have women just falling at your feet and pretty much unlimited money in the bank, so much that you don't know what to do with and it keeps rolling in, well I guess that you could say I'm quite jaded.

For now, I focus on the moment and on the fact that Tiffany is on her knees in front of me, just begging for it.

I move her head back-and-forth to the tempo that I like. I'm clutching her hair in my hands and she likes it when I pull hard.

She's practically choking on my cock and the fact that she can hardly fucking breathe to accommodate the length of it turns me on all the more.

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Welcome to Sin, Incorporated. Seven men run this company. And they're about to make you very, very filthy. Her father sold her to us to clear his debt. It sickens us. But we take her as payment. All because we see the lust in her eyes... An angel of virtue. And seven brothers of sin. She's ours to do with as we please. A picture of innocent beauty. That we defile. Over and over and over again. We share our conquest of her. As she captures our hearts. We can train her. We can tie her up. We can tell her to bend over. But at the end of the day, she's all we live for. We may be seven deadly sinners. But we serve her now as our queen of darkness. But we have enemies. And so does she. They're coming for us. Looking to tear us apart. Will we survive to protect her? Or will she be the death of us all?
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Chapter 1

Caroline

Christmas Day isn’t supposed to be like this.

I'm at my father's mansion in Westchester County, about an hour outside of New York City. I hate it here now. It's a cold and brooding place with lots of fireplaces, but not a lot of warmth.

At least not since my father divorced my mom and kicked her out.

Out of the dozens of rooms, I've picked one little guest room at the end that's far removed from my father and his new wife Mary.

I'm curled up in the window seat of my room reading an Alexis Angel book, but I take a reprieve to stare out at the snow gently falling upon the tree-lined driveway and the expansive grounds. It's beautiful here, sure, but there's not a lot of cheer.

"Caroline! Dinner's being served." The shrill voice of my stepmother, Mary, cuts into the peace I’m trying to find. I sigh and give up my little sanctum to go deal with my father and his new wife.

I step into my Louboutins, which match my gauzy white designer dress, and head down for the Christmas Eve feast.

I pull my sweater tightly around my body and attempt to perk up despite sitting down to a table with just my dad and stepmom. He’s an overwhelming bully who kicked my mom to the curb the moment she started to age.

Mary’s the younger model who married my dad for the cash and not much else. She's a gold-digger for sure, and—get this—she’s the exact same age as I am. Gross, right?

"So, Dad, who cooked this nice dinner?" I ask, trying to make conversation, even though I’m sure I’ll regret it.

My father, Edwin, looks up from his plate as though he's just now noticing that I’m here. Nothing new there. "What? Oh, um, the chef, Carl. You remember him, right?"

"No, honey," Mary says. "Carl is new. Caroline's been away at Vassar. She's been relying on college food. But you wouldn't know good food anyway, would you now, Caroline?"

Her remarks are always laced with an underlying insult or criticism. She hates me as much as I hate her, like she thinks I’m a threat or something.

"Well, I grew up with private chefs, you know,” I reply, my voice dripping with insincerity. “But at school, the last thing on my mind is what I eat. I'm just so into my studies."

"Oh, that's great, sweetie." My dad is barely listening as he pours himself more scotch. He turns right back to Mary and gives her a salacious look that makes me nauseous.

Right over Christmas Eve dinner.

Again, gross.

This depresses me. Nothing is the same without my mother here. This is the first Christmas I've ever spent away from her.

I feel like my father’s trying to etch her out of my mind and heart, but it will never happen. He hardly even notices me these days, so I don't understand why it's so important for me to be here for Christmas Eve dinner.

I push the food around on my plate, my appetite gone. I can't wait until I'm twenty-five, and I can get my hands on my trust fund and live the way I want to live. Then I won't have to come here or be under my dad's control ever again.

He’s got me under his thumb by keeping me away from my mom. Being here on such a special night like this makes me miss her more than ever. It’s like part of my soul’s been taken away.

It’s just not Christmas without Mom.

Mary’s serving herself more wine and they’re both getting drunk like usual. I wonder when I can make my escape to my room and get back to my book. It was a hell of a lot more interesting than this farce of a holiday celebration.

I’m silently plotting a way out, but before I can do anything, a pounding, shredding noise slices through the Christmas music piping through the hidden sound system. The sound is coming from the foyer.

Mary and I both scream as we look around. That sound…oh my, God. An axe is chopping through the front door!

Then someone kicks the door in. My breath catches in my throat.

Three hulking beasts of men come striding through, and I sink back into my chair in horror.

Somebody get me outta here!

They must be six foot five, all of them, and made of pure stone. I don’t think I’ve ever seen men that ripped in my life. I shiver in fear at the sight of them and wish more than anything that I wasn’t here.

Why couldn’t I have just spent Christmas with Mom?

Holy shit. These guys are wearing black safety vests and they're carrying huge guns. It's a lot to take in. I find that I’m shaking all over.

What’s going on here? Is this the kind of business my dad’s into? I’m horrified, and I wonder if these are my last moments on earth.

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