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: Please Forgive Me by Bryan Adams & I'll Stand by You by Pretenders~]

"Argg," James grunted in pain as he tried to get up from the bed. His gaze took in the sight of his familiar room as he reached for the glass of water. He gulped it down in one go and felt rejoiced when the water soothed his dried throat. He was trying to think who saved him when a voice reverberated in the room.

"Not bad for a cop." Hearing this voice James paused midway as he was about to put down the glass. By instinct, he tried to reach for the gun before even noticing the person in the dark room.

'Shit.' He cursed underneath his breath realizing it wasn't there.

"Fret not, I'm not your enemy." James first squinted his eyes as the lights turned on and soon he noticed the familiar person whom he met not so long ago.

FACE BURIED IN HER HAIR