The evening eventually came to a close, and from Alicia’s perspective, everything had unfolded perfectly. The amount of attention she received, along with the increase in engagement online, pushed her popularity even higher.One of the new people who followed her was Anna Kendrick, and that stood out more than the others because she was the only truly recognizable name among the new followers.The remaining additions were mostly smaller celebrities who, much like Alicia herself, were still struggling to establish themselves and survive in the industry.By the end of the night, Alicia was completely drained, though having Matteo around made everything far easier for her. He naturally acted like a shield, stepping in whenever necessary and making the exhausting social interactions feel manageable.What impressed Alicia the most was how observant he was. Matteo picked up on the tiniest details without needing them explained to him. He paid close attention to her mood, her expressions, an

Harry positioned himself next to her. Rhiannon's pounding heart revealed to him that she knew exactly what was going on. Yet Rhiannon had shifted from hesitation to consent within just a few hours. The transformation was extreme. Harry did not mind it at all because he realized she must have considered this carefully before she placed herself in the position. Harry stayed still. If Rhiannon shifted even slightly she would press right against his crotch. Harry used every bit of his strength to hold himself back. The first one to drop the act would lose this contest. Rhiannon sensed his warm breath against the back of her neck. He still made no advance. That meant she had to start things. This felt odd after what Harry had admitted about masturbating to thoughts of her. Was Rhiannon truly asleep or awake? She had a history of sleepwalking so it would be hard to know for sure. Her fast heartbeat could fit that explanation too. "What is she thinking by wearing this outfit in

Rhiannon went back to her room with her pulse hammering wildly in her chest, still struggling to process everything that had just happened.The biggest shock of all was that Harry had not taken things further with her.That alone proved he truly meant what he said earlier about simply using her body to get himself off.He had not been joking or exaggerating. He meant it in the most literal sense possible, and that realization made Rhiannon start questioning whether climbing into his bed had been a terrible idea from the start.What began as a stupid little prank had somehow spiraled into this mess that now had her lying awake, restless and overheated. Even now, she could still remember the feeling of his hard cock sliding against the inside of her thighs.It had throbbed with so much pressure that it felt ready to burst apart at any second, and eventually it had.The amount he released left her wondering if Harry had been holding all of that in for days.“Jesus fucking Christ…” Rhiann

Harry was satisfied with the direction his life had taken, though there were still several obstacles standing directly in his path. At the same time, he understood that dealing with those obstacles would not be nearly as simple as he originally imagined. The people he was preparing to confront were part of a criminal organisation that had endured situations far worse than most ordinary people could even comprehend. The FBI was another issue entirely. Harry already suspected their involvement would eventually become unavoidable because Kathryn alone could not handle something this massive. If these people were willing to butcher someone and scatter body parts across different locations, then Harry could only imagine the horrific things they might do to a police officer who became a serious problem for them. Nothing truly separated him from this world anymore. There was no safe distance between him and the danger surrounding all of it. Even so, Harry knew he could not stand asid

Harry was thriving financially, and the apartment business was part of that success as well. Altogether, the revenue had reached roughly one million dollars. That was not a minor accomplishment by any standard. For most people, that kind of money completely changed the course of their lives. At the same time, Harry understood that beyond the money itself, something even more important was happening. On paper, his wealth was beginning to look legitimate. He was accumulating social proof. People could now point toward visible businesses, successful investments, and profitable ventures to justify why he had become so wealthy so quickly. Harry spent some time catching up with Mia and quickly realized that leaving the club under her management had been the correct decision. She had proven herself more than capable. In fact, Harry now believed he had finally found someone truly worthy of handling such responsibility. Eventually, Harry left the club and headed toward his Agency. H