The hospital room was bathed in the dim glow of monitors, casting long shadows across Hezri’s face as Sophie stood before him, her designer clothes—once a source of pride—now feeling like evidence in a trial. Her voice trembled as she recounted Eleanor’s interrogation, the trap set by her own firm, and the sinking realization that Elise had betrayed her.

  Hez listened, his expression unreadable, until she finished. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he rose from his chair and closed the distance between them.

  "Elise pyed you," he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. "She leaked those photos. She wanted you desperate."

  Sophie’s fists clenched. "Why?"

  "Because desperate people are easy to control," Hez said, his fingers tracing her jawline. "But she made one mistake."

  His hand slid behind her neck, pulling her into a deep, possessive kiss. When he finally broke away, his voice was a dark promise.

  "She didn’t realize you’re mine now."

  Elise

  Hez leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper.

  "Elise wants to use you against me? Fine. Now you use her."

  He pulled up a file on his tablet—photos of Elise meeting secretly with Chairman Voss, her hand on his thigh, documents exchanged.

  "Bckmail?" Sophie breathed.

  "Insurance," Hez said. "Elise thinks she’s untouchable. But you? You’re the one who knows the w."

  A slow, predatory smile spread across his face.

  "So. Do you want revenge… or a career?"

  Hezri’s lips crashed against Sophie’s, his tongue ciming hers in a slow, deliberate dance. She melted into him, her breath hitching as his hands gripped her waist—until a whimper escaped her throat, muffled against his mouth.

  "Shhh," he murmured, biting her lower lip. "You’re not done at that firm yet."

  Sophie pulled back just enough to speak, her voice trembling. "Eleanor will—ah—destroy me if I stay—"

  "No." His thumb brushed her pulse point, feeling it race. "She’ll watch you. And that’s exactly what we want."

  He kissed her again, deeper this time, swallowing her gasp as his other hand slid up her spine.

  "Tomorrow," he breathed between kisses, "Sara’s taking you and Li to Alicia’s showroom. You’re picking out a Ferrari."

  Sophie’s hips jerked against his at the thought—rolling up to Bckwood & Caine in a blood-red Portofino, Eleanor’s fury boiling behind the gss walls.

  "Y-You’re toying with her," she panted.

  Hez chuckled, dark and low. "I’m breaking her. And you’ll help."

  His teeth grazed her neck.

  "Now show me how much you love this pn."

  Hez didn’t need to look.

  He could feel it in the way her nails dug into his shoulders as his dick was moving tirelessly in her vagina.

  ***

  The showroom gleamed under crystal chandeliers, rows of Italian masterpieces polished to a mirror finish. Li Vane and Sophie Cheung stood frozen before two Ferrari F8 Spiders in Rosso Corsa, their jaws sck.

  "Pick your color," Alicia purred, dangling the keys. "Though let’s be honest—you’re both taking red."

  Sophie’s fingers trembled as she signed the 350,000 contract, her mind reeling. This wasn’t just a car. This was a grenade tossed into her old life.

  Li, ever the opportunist, and scrawled her signature with a smirk. "Guess I’m commuting to city hall in style now."

  Total Spent: 700,000

  Next stop: Silvercrest Realty, where Maya and Sara awaited with two more contracts.

  "Apartments 3402 and 3403," Sara said, sliding the papers forward. "Same floor as the rest of us. Try not to throw ragers without warning."

  Sophie blinked at the number: 215,000 each.

  Li didn’t hesitate. "Where do I sign?"

  Total Spent: 430,000

  Hez watched the numbers roll in from his bed:

  1,130,000spent.????>>2,260,000 refunded.

  Current Money:

  21,000,000→22,130,000

  [Sophie Cheung – Familiarity: 68 → 85] (Shock, lust, undying loyalty)

  [Li Vane – Familiarity: 25 → 80] (Greed crystallized into devotion)

  He smirked. Money well "spent."