We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
She Does What She Wants
Ryatt Maddox rises from his chair, casually sipping coffee from a mug. He sets it down, checks his watch, then fixes me with an annoyed look. “Is there a reason you’re in here?” I glance around the room. It’s a wood paneled and slightly dated office with incredible views of the water. My gaze settles on Isaac, who’s left eye is nearly swollen shut, and I give him a cocky smirk before looking back at his father. I slightly bow my head before meeting Maddox’s eyes again. “Your wife brought me here.” He stares at me unblinking for several seconds before blowing out his breath and sitting back down. Isaac looks from Maddox to me. “You’re a prisoner. You’re not allowed in the main house.” I shrug, crossing my arms over my aching chest. “This is where I was told to go.” Isaac sits on th
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
