Pretty Devil

Eight-hundred thousand dollars

Reeves worked her harder, curling his fingers inside her while sucking harder on her n****e. The pressure became too much.

With a loud cry, Maddy came violently. Her body convulsed as she squirted hard, soaking his hand, his chest, and the couch beneath her. Her juices gushed out in waves while she shook uncontrollably.

Reeves didn’t stop until she was completely spent.

When she finally came down, Maddy looked at him with dark, lust-filled eyes.

“Now f**k me,” she ordered, voice husky.

Reeves didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed on top of her and thrust back inside her soaked p***y, f*****g her with raw need. It didn’t take long before he was groaning loudly again, burying himself deep as he came for the second time, filling her once more with his c*m.

They stayed lying on the couch for a while, bodies tangled and breathing heavy. Neither of them realized when they both drifted off to sleep.

Maddy suddenly jolted awake in panic. Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall and her heart immediately sank. It was much later than she expected.

“s**t,” she muttered, quickly sitting up.

The sudden movement made Reeves stir. His eyes flickered open, still hazy with sleep. He watched in confusion as Maddy scrambled off the couch and hurried toward the bathroom, clearly overstimulated and anxious.

He sat up slowly, brows furrowed, wondering why she was suddenly so worked up.

Maddy stepped out of the bathroom after quickly washing up. She picked up her phone and her stomach dropped instantly.

She had ten missed calls from Markez.

Her eyes moved to the time at the top of the screen — it was 1:30 AM.

She froze, heart pounding hard in her chest. The panic she felt earlier came rushing back even stronger.

“I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m dead,” Maddy kept repeating under her breath, pacing back and forth in panic as she stared at her phone.

Reeves sat up on the couch, confused by her sudden change in mood. “Woah, what’s wrong?” he asked, standing up.

Before she could even answer, Reeves looked down at himself and realized he was completely soaked — his chest, stomach, and thighs were covered in her dried squirt and his own c*m. He made a face and didn’t even wait for her reply.

“I’ll be right back,” he muttered, immediately heading to the bathroom to wash up.

By the time Reeves stepped out of the bathroom, Maddy had already thrown on her coat and packed up her things in a rush. She was moving frantically, clearly on the verge of a breakdown.

“What’s wrong?” Reeves asked again, his voice filled with concern as he watched her.

Maddy didn’t even look at him at first. “I’m late to the club,” she said, her voice cracking with panic.

“Calm down —”

“Don’t f*****g tell me to calm down!” she snapped, finally turning to face him with wild eyes. “You don’t understand! I have a debt to pay! f**k!”

She ran her hands through her hair, breathing fast and shallow. The fear in her eyes was real.

Reeves rested his back against the bed, watching her carefully for a moment before speaking.

“How much is this debt?” he asked.

Maddy let out a shaky breath, almost laughing from the stress. “Five hundred thousand dollars.”

The room went silent for a few seconds. Reeves looked at her seriously, not a trace of hesitation on his face.

“I’ll send you eight hundred thousand dollars.”

Maddy stood frozen, staring at him in disbelief.

“What??” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“I said I’ll send you eight hundred thousand dollars,” Reeves repeated, his tone calm but firm.

He picked up his phone, opened his banking app, and looked up at her.

“Recall your bank details for me.”

Still in shock, Maddy shakily gave him her account number and bank name.

Reeves typed everything in quickly and quietly. After a few seconds, he tapped his screen once and simply said,

“Sent.”

Maddy’s heart was racing. She quickly grabbed her own phone with trembling hands and refreshed her banking app. When the alert popped up, she stared at the screen in complete disbelief.

Eight hundred thousand dollars had just been deposited into her account.

She looked up at Reeves, eyes wide with shock, unable to say a single word.

Maddy stared at the alert on her phone for a long moment before she finally looked up at Reeves.

“Thank you,” she said softly, her voice full of genuine emotion.

Without thinking, she stepped forward and hugged him tightly. Her mask accidentally pressed against his bare chest as she held him. Reeves didn’t move. His body remained still, and his demeanor didn’t change at all. He simply stared down at her with an unreadable expression.

Realizing what she was doing, Maddy quickly pulled away from the embrace, feeling slightly embarrassed.

“I’ll be leaving now,” she said quietly, avoiding his eyes.

Maddy stepped out of the penthouse and got into the elevator. When she finally got outside the building she checked the time on her phone. It was already past two in the morning. She wasn’t even sure if going back to the club made any sense anymore.

She got into her car and sat there for a moment before making up her mind. She wasn’t going to work tonight.

Just as she started the engine her phone started ringing like crazy. Vanessa was calling her over and over again. Maddy stared at the screen for a few seconds then ignored every single call. She tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and drove straight home.