[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance]

After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend.  

But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her.

Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue.

"Become my wife for one year."

"Why me, Mr. King?"

"Because we work, Ms. Lane.”

The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be?

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"How many?"

I froze. Did he expect me to count?

"How. Many?"

"I-I don't—Ah!"

Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't.

"Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong.

"You shouldn't have done that."

Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning.

"Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking.

"Wrong."

My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!"

"You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned.

I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it."

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A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

"Did you get what I asked for?" I questioned in a much colder tone, causing James to tremble slightly.


James nodded, bringing out the flash drive from his pocket and placing it on the table, shifting it towards my drink.


I eyed it, not as elated as I thought I would be. All I could feel was a burn consuming me from the inside out, my eyes stung with tears, not because I wanna cry or anything, but because of how intense it was.


"Tell me, James Shaw. I want you to be very honest with me." I shifted my gaze to him.


I could feel my emotions turning to stone. When I spoke again, I could barely recognize my voice.


"More than enough…" he replied with utmost sincerity.


I blinked away. "You may leave… I'll call on you when I need you."


Chapter 288 - A Call From The Academy [1]