2026-04-24 11:46:35“No, so sensitive…” she tried pulling off, but I yanked her back down. She cummed twice more before she finally slid down my body, grabbed the key, and unlocked me with shaky hands.
The second the cage came off, my cock sprang free, harder than steel, veins pulsing. Lena’s eyes widened. “There he is.” Something snapped inside me. I flipped her onto her back so fast she yelped. “My turn, you little freak.” I slammed into her in one brutal thrust, burying every inch in her tight, dripping heat. Lena screamed, back arching off the bed. “Fuuuuck… Ace!” “That’s right,” I growled, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, and the other wrapping around her throat. “This is the man you knew. Remember?” I fucked her like an animal, that made the bed slam against the wall. Our sweaty skin slapped against each other and squelchy sounds filled the room. Her tits bounced with every thrust, catching my attention. I leaned down and bit her nipple hard enough to make her cry out. “Yes… yes… harder… fuck me like you hate me… oh my god… ” I pounded her relentlessly, making sure I scrubbed my cock against that spot inside her that made her walls flutter and clench. “You wanted this, didn’t you?” I snarled, wrapping my hands around her neck tightly. “Sending all that shit, teasing me, locking my cock up like a dirty slut. Now take it. Take every fucking inch.” She had always liked my dirty talk unlike Clara who'd ask me to shut the fuck up. But here, Lena was getting undone by my cock. She was sobbing with delight, taking her sharp nails down my back, and wrapping her legs around me like a vice. “This is the man I knew… fuck… Ace… don’t stop… I’m gonna… oh shit… I’m cumming…!” Her pussy spasmed around me, squirting around my cock as she screamed my name. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her face twisted in ecstasy. I didn’t stop. I flipped her onto all fours, yanked her hips back, and drove in even deeper. One hand fisted her hair, the other slapped her ass hard enough to leave marks. “Again,” I ordered. “Cum on my cock again. Show me how much you missed this.” She did. Over and over. I fucked her through three more orgasms, and her voice went hoarse from screaming. By the time I felt my own release coming, the sheets were soaked, and my balls were drenched in her cum. I pulled her up against my chest, one arm holding her waist up, the other rubbing her clit furiously. “Tell me who owns this pussy now,” I growled in her ear. “You… fuck… it’s yours… Ace… please…cum inside me—” “Fuck!” I roared as I exploded, pumping rope after thick rope of hot cum deep into her clenching cunt. Lena screamed again as another sensitive orgasm ripped through her. Her whole body shook convulsively. We collapsed together, panting, sweaty, trembling. I stayed inside her, softening slowly. Suddenly my phone beeped frantically. I already knew who it was before I even looked at the screen. Clara. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat. Lena stirred against me, still catching her breath with her hair damp and tangled across the pillow. I untangled myself from her carefully, sliding out of bed and grabbing my phone off the floor. Clara's name sat there on the screen, glowing. I cleared my throat and swiped the answer button. "Hey." My voice came out stronger than I expected. "Where are you?" Clara's voice was sleepy but sharp underneath it, the kind of alert that meant she hadn't fully been asleep to begin with. Has she been monitoring me? Shit. I heard her moving around. "I came into the room to ask you something," she said. "And you weren't there. I checked the whole house, Ace. Where are you?" Behind me, I could hear the shower turning on. Lena. "I went out to get milk," I said, keeping my voice flat and even. I shouldn't give anything away for now. "And why are you so bothered? I don't owe you an explanation for every move I make, Clara. You never answer to me." She was quiet for a second. "Really." Her voice dropped into that calm tone she used right before she said something cruel. "Because last time I checked, this is my house. And unless you've suddenly found yourself a roof over your head—" she paused, "—I want you to video call me right now and show me you're standing in a convenience store." My stomach dropped clean out of me. "Clara—" "Now, Ace." Panic hit me like cold water. I was already moving, grabbing my trousers off the floor, yanking them on with one hand while I pulled up G****e Maps on the other with fingers fumbling, searching… nearest convenience store, nearest convenience store… There was one four minutes away. Four minutes was nothing if I ran. I was grabbing my shirt, my shoes, scanning the floor for my hoodie when the bathroom door opened and Lena walked out with a towel wrapped around her, patting her hair dry, completely unbothered. I didn't even know when she got up from the bed. God, she was so damn quiet. She looked at me… at the phone in my hand and the full panic written across my face, and one corner of her mouth lifted. I pointed at her to shut the fuck up. But she pressed her lips together to keep from laughing. I mouthed do not make a sound and slipped out the front door before Clara could ask again. ________________________________ Lena's POV: I listened to the front door click shut behind him and I stood there for a moment, towel in hand, smile fading slowly. I'd been monitoring Ace for a while now. Since before he even knew I was back. Six months I was flat on my back in a hospital bed, fighting to stay in a body that kept trying to give up on me.
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Ace’s POV The Japan call started at seven in the morning and still managed to feel like the simplest part of the day. Qing appeared on the screen with Sato at his shoulder and the implementation milestones laid out in the same precise format they always used. I sat in my office with coffee untouched and walked the dates with them, corridor readiness, supplier contingencies, the secondary review noise from Jonathan’s side handled in language that didn’t give him the satisfaction of being named. “Your domestic pressure remains visible,” Qing said eventually, not unkind. “We need assurance it will not interrupt stage execution.” “It won’t,” I answered. “The personal legal matter is in formal channels and moving toward closure. The corporate interference is being contained operationally. Your milestones hold on my side.” Sato nodded once. “Then we proceed against the current calendar.” When the screen went dark I finally drank the coffee cold and turned to the second folder on
Chapter 192
Jacobi’s POVThere were ways men like Hale and I used to talk when phones were liabilities and meetings were invitations to an ambush. Old routes. Dead drops. A language of places and objects that meant nothing to anybody who hadn’t bled in the same circuits.I used one of those ways because I was done chasing foot soldiers through docks and storage units while the man himself stayed comfortable in the dark.The message was short. It had to be. Long messages made people theatrical. Theatrical got you killed.I wrote it out by hand on plain paper, block letters, no flourish:Stop sending rented hands to do unfinished business. You want me, pick a date and a location. We finish what we started in that alley. No more proxies. No more year-long games. Answer through the old channel if you still remember how to stand in front of a man you hate.I read it twice, then folded it once and sealed it into the method Hale would recognize, a narrow strip under the false bottom of a transit envelop
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Lena’s POVThe room was darker than usual because we didn’t risk the main light, only the small lamp in the corner, and even that felt like too much exposure with the city so tight around us.Ace shut the door and didn’t reach for me right away. He just looked at me like he was counting the cost of every minute we were taking.“You shouldn’t have come,” I said softly.“You sent the signal.”“I know. I still shouldn’t have come.”He crossed the room and rested his forehead against mine, hands light on my waist, not pushing for more yet. The connection between us felt stronger for being quieter, which somehow made the danger outside the walls louder. Karl’s monitoring had tightened. Natasha had the escape almost ready. One wrong gap and the whole thing could collapse before we ever used it.“We’re running out of these,” Ace said.“I know.”For a while we stayed like that, not undressing the moment, not filling it with plans. Then I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him down beside m
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Clara’s POVI didn’t go home after the conference room. I went straight to Tamara’s place, kicked my shoes off the second the door shut, and stood in the middle of her living room with the formal meeting still stuck under my skin like heat that wouldn’t cool.“He stacked it,” I said before she could ask. “Counsel present, folders, deadline failure, all of it in that cold procedural voice like I was a case and not his wife. And then, after gutting the claim, he offered settlement like it was human decency.”Tamara poured water and put it in my hand. “Sit.”“I don’t want to sit.” My laugh came out wrong. “Sitting is what I did while he walked the pregnancy narrative into a corner and left it there. Critically damaged. That’s the language of it. Not contested. Damaged.”“Clara.”I sat anyway because my legs were starting to feel unreliable. The glass touched the table harder than I meant. “If the claim fully collapses, what is left of the inheritance path as we were running it?”Tamara t
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Ace’s POVThe conference room was neutral on purpose, glass on one side, long table, counsel present on both ends, no soft furniture that could turn the meeting into a domestic scene. I wanted the record, not the theatrics.Clara walked in with her lawyer half a step behind and the kind of composed face people wear when they have already lost sleep rehearsing control. She sat across from me, folded her hands, and looked at the folder stack like she could will it into being smaller.My counsel spoke first, clean and formal. “This meeting is to review the evidentiary position following the expired deadline for medical corroboration, and to outline the formal posture going forward.”Clara’s lawyer nodded once. “We’re here.”I opened the primary folder and slid the first set across. “Clinic billing category and routing language, secondary admin confirmation, internal notes about maintaining external timeline utility. Messaging fragments consistent with narrative management rather than pre
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Jonathan’s POVBy the time I poured the second drink in the villa study, the question had stopped being theoretical.Was Marcus still useful, or was I carrying a man who smiled like a partner while building a staircase that only went to his own floor?I stood at the glass with the city spread out under a hard evening sky and ran the arrangement again without the polite language. Soft parallel pressure. No formal alliance. No stupid trails. That had sounded clean in a private room. In practice, Ace was still standing, my corridor move had forced a review without breaking him, and Marcus was somewhere in the family rooms turning Clara’s legal mess into succession opportunity while I did the open corporate grinding.Useful, yes.Equal, no.I picked up the phone and called him.Marcus answered on the third ring, calm as always. “Jonathan.”“I’m reviewing the value of this arrangement,” I said, no warm-up. “Ace absorbed the formal review without giving the kind of stumble that changes a bo
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