"Not happening sweetheart," He held her gaze this time, "you can keep your mask on but I want to see your eyes dilate and roll to the back of your head when you cum, and your lips, I want to see the shape they make when you scream my name." 


For Elena, having two identities was already hard enough but sleeping with her boss and keeping it to herself, it sounded so simple but nothing is as easy as it seems.

The perfect piece to complete her disastrous life puzzle sets in place when she receives a positive result on a test she should never have taken.

The devil always catches up with the angels, She is living proof of that because now she has to deal with a third identity she thought she had gotten rid of for good.

His Masked Angel

Her red painted nails dragged from his the patch of hair on his chest, to his stomach with ridges and down to his navel, he held her hand to halt any further movement. 


Elena licked her lips then looked up to met his eyes for a second before she moved forward and kissed in between his flat breasts, keeping her eyes on him as she did that. He sucked in a breath not breaking eye contact even as she licked one nipple. Men loved that and his satisfied grunt turns her to mush. Gaining more confidence, she moved to the other one and did the same thing, she bit down with a miniature pressure and he growled before pushing her back. 


"If you don't stop that, this will end even before it starts." She couldn't help the small chuckle which turned to a moan when she felt his hands on her mound. 


12: End Before It Starts