ACE_SPECTRE

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+]  

Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side.

Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners.

But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind.

Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold.

Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor.

‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ 

‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. 

‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’

‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’

‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’
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Excerpt:

“Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” 

“Go ahead.” 

“I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice.

“Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” 

“What?” She exclaimed in horror.

“You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time.


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***NOTE***

The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.

FORBIDDEN INTIMACY: UNCHAINED BY HIS LOVE

[~Song Recommendations: 'Stronger(What Doesn't Kills You) by Kelly Clerkson & All out of Love by Lindsey Kelley~]

Layla averted her gaze in fear as the hot rod held by Angelina advanced towards her skin. She had burnt her skin a number of times while working in the kitchen and she knew it very well how it felt when some hot utensils touched her skin.

This was a red hot iron rod… How the hell is she going to endure the pain caused by it? But it was too late.

"Ahh…" She screamed in pain as the metal touched her skin. Seeing her pain, Angelina smiled widely and pushed it further to engrave its markings on her milk-like skin.

"Feel it… That's what jealousy hurts like…" She asserted as she mercilessly continued to burn her skin. Layla on the other hand had never felt something like this before… She closed her eyes in agony, the pain was excruciating as she felt the rod burning her skin.

PAINFUL MEMORIES