"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

“Like what? Fucking that prostitute. I’m so disappointed in you Elijah, I would have believed you had a little more class seeing how it ended with t—“he hung up and threw the phone at the bed not wanting to hear any more of the rubbish he was going to say. 


He let out an exasperated breath and brushes his hand over his face. His father has successfully ruined his night and he didn't think anything would arouse him after hearing the man's voice. He walked to his closet and pulled out a pair of sweats and a black shirt before throwing it on and walking back out. 


She was still on the bed, laying now with the covers over her, she sat up when she heard him walk him holding the sheets against her boobs. He didn't know what that was for when he'd seen her and had that part of her biology in his mouth hours before, he didn't voice it though instead focused on stopping the stirring in his body at the thought of her. 


14: Back To Reality