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Photo Op

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Chapter 32 in Contractually Obligated

Trish was wiping down another table when her bracelet suddenly activated. “PATRICIA VOSS, THIS IS NOT ONE OF YOUR TASKS, BUT A REQUEST. MAY YOU PLEASE APPROACH MISS THERISA ALLGROVE? I DESIRE HER ASSISTANCE WITH YOUR NEXT ASSIGNMENT.” Trish froze, cloth still in hand. She looke...

Help Me

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Chapter 31 in Contractually Obligated

Trish’s heart leaped the moment she saw Pierce walk through the door. Without thinking, she rushed toward him, the short scarlet apron fluttering around her thighs with every hurried step. She grabbed his hand desperately, holding it between both of hers. “Pierce, I need your he...

Cafe shift

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Chapter 30 in Contractually Obligated

Trish emerged from the back room feeling more exposed than she had all morning. The manager had given her one of the café’s signature scarlet aprons. It was identical to what the rest of the staff wore. The thin fabric tied around her neck and waist, covering her breasts and fro...

Cafe

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Chapter 29 in Contractually Obligated

The small bell above the door rang cheerfully as Trish pushed it open and stepped inside. The Scarlet Apron was a sleek, upscale café known in certain circles for its very particular staffing arrangements. The moment she entered, the warm scent of fresh coffee, pastries, and sub...

Walk Of Shame

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Chapter 28 in Contractually Obligated

Heels in her hands, Trish’s feet padded against the pavement with every miserable step. The morning sun felt far too bright, and the cool October air raised goosebumps all over her exposed skin. She passed a large clock mounted outside a corner shop and froze for a second. > ![]...

Regret

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Chapter 27 in Contractually Obligated

Trish woke up with a wicked hangover. Her head throbbed mercilessly, a deep, pulsing ache behind her eyes that made the morning light filtering through the curtains feel like knives. Her mouth was dry, her body heavy and sore. She was naked, tangled in soft sheets, and pressed a...

Threesome

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Chapter 26 in Contractually Obligated

Some time later, deep into the pulsing night, Trish’s phone flashed again. She slowed her dancing just enough to glance down at her forearm, the bright screen cutting through the haze of lights. Priya and Liam were still pressed close on either side of her, bodies moving lazily...

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Chapter 25 in Contractually Obligated

An hour later, the club had transformed into a living, breathing entity of light and sound. Trish, Priya, and Liam were deep in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by a swirling sea of bodies. The strobing lights painted everything in shifting neon electric blues, hot pink...

Clubbing

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Chapter 24 in Contractually Obligated

\*Needle's suggestion got the most likes last chapter for what the next task should be, so now, we're going clubbing. - - - - - - Later that night, the October wind cut through London like a knife as Trish stepped out of the Uber. She thanked the driver with a curt nod and watc...

Naked

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Chapter 23 in Contractually Obligated

The silver bracelet on Trish’s wrist suddenly chirped as the microphone function reactivated. “ALERT! CHECKING IN!” C.I.A.N. chirped brightly. “ARE YOU FINISHED DISCUSSING OFFICIAL POLICE DUTIES?” Pierce grinned like a shark, his eyes locked on Trish as he answered. “Yep! All d...

How Many Questions?

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Chapter 22 in Contractually Obligated

The handshake lingered a second too long. Pierce’s grip was firm, his palm warm and slightly rough against hers. When he finally released her, the predatory gleam had fully returned to his eyes. He glanced down at his notepad, then at the silver bracelet on her wrist. “So, befo...

Pierce's Plan

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Chapter 21 in Contractually Obligated

Pierce took a slow sip of the whiskey Trish had poured him, his usual predatory smirk fading into something sharper and more focused. The crude, leering energy that had filled the room moments earlier receded like a tide going out. His posture straightened, shoulders squaring as...

Uninvited Guest

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Chapter 20 in Contractually Obligated

Trish sat slouched on her worn sofa, wearing one of her new outfits. A tiny denim miniskirt with red thong straps were clearly visible riding high on her hips. Her crop top was little more than a band of fabric across her chest with deep cleavage emphasized from the red pushup br...

The Briefing

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Chapter 19 in Contractually Obligated

Days had passed in a tense blur. Trish had fallen into a careful rhythm of speaking as little as possible at work, and wearing her limited wardrobe on rotation, people were already taking notice that she was wearing the same two outfits to work. This morning, the Serious Organis...

Reaching for support

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Chapter 18 in Contractually Obligated

Trish was halfway through her second pint of bitter ale when the pub door opened, letting in a gust of cold October air. She glanced up from her booth in the corner and saw Liam and Priya stepping inside. They were both dressed nicely for the chilly evening — Liam in a dark sweat...

The New Wardrobe

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Chapter 17 in Contractually Obligated

Trish pushed open the front door of her house later that evening, exhaustion weighing heavily on her body. In her right hand she carried a large shopping bag from the department store. Inside were the five new outfits he had chosen for her. She kicked the door shut behind her an...

Try Before You Buy

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Chapter 16 in Contractually Obligated

Trish stepped into the private fitting room, heart pounding. The heavy curtain fell shut behind her, but it offered little real privacy, Pierce was standing just on the other side, waiting. She could see the shadow of his boots under the gap in the curtain. When she asked him to...

Shopping Trip

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Chapter 15 in Contractually Obligated

The next day at work dragged painfully. Trish spent the entire morning buried in paperwork, doing her best to avoid conversation with anyone. By the time lunch approached, her nerves were frayed. She was wearing the only clothes she now owned in the entire world: A charcoal grey...

Take The Bins Out

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Chapter 14 in Contractually Obligated

“BACKLOGGED ORDER ONE ISSUED. SUBJECT PATRICIA VOSS MUST DISPOSE OF ALL DESTROYED CLOTHING IN THE COMMUNITY DISPOSAL BINS AT THE END OF THE STREET.” “BACKLOGGED ORDER TWO ISSUED. YOU MUST COMPLETE THE PREVIOUS TASK IN YOUR CURRENT ATTIRE.” Trish was still kneeling on the floor,...

Limited Options

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Chapter 13 in Contractually Obligated

“PUNISHMENT IS BEING ISSUED.” C.I.A.N. announced cheerfully. “SUBJECT PATRICIA VOSS IS TO COLLECT AND DESTROY ALL CLOTHING ITEMS SHE CURRENTLY OWNS, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF ONE COMPLETE OUTFIT TO BE WORN TOMORROW FOR WORK AND THE SHOPPING TRIP WITH DI RONAN PIERCE. DESTRUCTION MUST...