"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

She swiveled on her feet and faced him, hoping all her bravado from the night before, when she'd had him in her mouth would return. It took a lot longer to get back into character after the intervention she just had with Sam but at least she was steady on her feet and she offered a small smile, thanks to the mask he couldn’t see the look in her eyes and she was standing way too far for him to make out her glistening lids. Not that she thought he would care. 


Taking a deep breath unnoticeably she crossed her legs and stood in a pose, one hand on her naked waist. She watched him give her a once over and he swallowed visibly. 


22: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head