Yet now he was standing in front of her with a steady expression, speaking to her as though she were the one who had crossed a line.“Excuse me?”Her voice was softer this time, but the irritation behind it was still obvious.Tristan didn’t back down.“I’m serious.”He briefly looked past her toward the people who were still lingering nearby. Some were pretending to be interested in their drinks, while others were doing a poor job of hiding the fact that they were watching. The scene had calmed down, but the attention hadn’t completely disappeared.His gaze returned to Wynters.“If this becomes something bigger than it already is, my name won’t be the only one people start talking about.”He paused, letting the words sink in.“Yours will be attached to it too.”Wynters’ expression tightened.“So unless you’re prepared to answer questions you may not have answers for, I suggest you walk away from this conversation. Right now.”For several seconds, she said nothing.She simply looked a

An hour later, the employees were gathered inside the main conference room.No one seemed comfortable.Quiet conversations passed between them as they took their seats, each person trying to figure out why they had been called in so suddenly. There was a nervous energy in the room, the kind that settled over people when they sensed that something important was about to change.Tristan stood at the front of the table.He said nothing at first.He allowed the room to grow quiet on its own, watching as the whispers gradually died down and every pair of eyes turned toward him.“My name is Tristan Harold,” he finally said. “Effective today, I’ve been appointed interim CEO of Luxville. This arrangement will remain in place while the legal issues surrounding the company and its former leadership are being resolved.”A woman sitting near the back immediately frowned.She had a sharp, observant expression and carried herself with the confidence of someone used to being listened to. From the f

The call came through exactly when the system said it would.Madison’s name lit up Tristan’s screen, the video icon beside it blinking almost accusingly.For a second, he simply stared at it.Then he took a slow breath and answered, keeping the camera off. His thumb hovered over the video toggle as he sat in the Luxville office. The room was painfully quiet, except for the heavy thud of his own heartbeat in his ears.“Hello Mom. Dad.”He deliberately kept his voice warm and relaxed, as though there was nothing in the world he needed to worry about.“Sorry, the video is giving me trouble. The signal is terrible out here.”“Tristan.” Madison’s voice came through first, and the relief in it was obvious. “There you are. How was the trip?”“Long, but productive.” He leaned back in his chair, trying to sound casual. “How was yours?”“Your father closed two deals before this morning, can you believe that man?”There was a smile in her voice.Sir Harold’s deep voice followed almost immediatel

Cassie came first. Her thighs shook around Brenda’s head and a long, broken moan came out of her. Brenda followed a few seconds later. Her body locked up under Tristan and her nails dug into his arms. Tracy touched herself and finished while she watched, eyes half-closed, soft sounds slipping out every time Tristan’s thrusts made Brenda’s body jump.They kept going.Tracy took him next, lying on her back with her legs over his shoulders. Cassie and Brenda knelt on either side of her face, kissing each other over her, sometimes lowering a breast or their mouth to Tracy’s lips. Tristan fucked her with long, steady strokes. The extra strength was still burning through him. The wet sounds got louder. Tracy’s moans turned high and desperate.“I’m—fuck—I’m close again—”He pulled out just in time, fist tight around his cock, and came hard across all three of them.Thick ropes landed on Tracy’s open mouth, across Brenda’s cheek and tongue as she leaned in, and down Cassie’s chest and coll

The tallest of them stepped forward.He was the same man who had been holding Eva.He climbed down from the platform slowly, rolling his shoulders and cracking his knuckles as though he was preparing for a game rather than a fight.“Alright, little man,” he said with a grin. “Let’s make this interesting.”Tristan’s expression didn’t change.“Fine.”The man’s grin widened.“Just so we’re clear, there are three of us.”His eyes traveled over Tristan again, clearly amused by what he saw.“You’re alone.”He paused deliberately.“If you win, you get to take your sisters home. Nice and simple.”His gaze shifted toward the platform.He saw Camille, Avery and Eva. All three girls were watching now.The confidence had disappeared from their faces.“But if we win…”His smile became darker.“…we take all three of them home with us. Now that would make tonight worth remembering.”Camille’s face changed instantly.The color drained from her cheeks.“Absolutely not—”“Deal.”The word left Tristan’s