Novels by Judy

LauraThe details were hazy, lost in a blur of heat and desperation, but somehow, we managed to leave the club and make it home. How we hadn’t crashed along the way would forever remain a mystery, especially with Adlan’s hand resting high on my thigh, his fingers drawing lazy circles that sent shivers through my entire body.The moment we stepped inside, I barely had a second to catch my breath before his lips crashed into mine, urgent and unrelenting. He tasted like whiskey and temptation, his hands possessive as they roamed over my body, pulling me closer, and anchoring me to him.We took the stairs, kissing while our tongues and teeth clashed. I drew back for air and mumbled, "Bedroom." His response was a hand tangled in my hair. His fingers pulled me, and I crashed back to him to slate our mouths together. His lips moved urgently against mine with need while his other hand found my ass, squeezing and pulling me roughly against him.My hand traced his jawline, feeling the stubble

Laura Adlan agreed without hesitation, and soon we were dressed and on our way. My heart pounded with anticipation, not just for the night ahead but for the truth I hoped to uncover. The club was unlike anything I had ever seen. The parking lot alone screamed luxury, with cars so expensive they could buy out my entire apartment building. The valets were dressed in sleek black suits, moving with an efficiency that suggested their tips alone could pay my rent for a year and this was where Adlan had believed I belonged? That I had waltzed into this world without missing a step? The thought was almost laughable. I smoothed my midnight-blue dress—a shimmering fabric that clung to my curves, the hem barely skimming past my ass. Adlan had tried giving me his jacket before we left, but I refused. I liked the way his eyes darkened every time I moved. The door opened, and a strong hand reached out. I placed mine in it and stepped out, offering Adlan a soft smile. I loved how he always behav

LauraI was in the kitchen when I heard the front door open. My heart leaped, expecting to see Adlan, but instead, a tiny old woman stood in the doorway, clutching a handbag that was half her size.I hesitated for a second before recognition set in. “Hello… Sorry, I didn’t get your name last time.”The last time she was here, I had been too nervous waiting for Adlan to return that I holed myself up in his room, hoping I didn’t come across as rude.But judging by the sharp glint in her eyes, she didn’t seem like someone who cared whether I knew her name or not. She carried herself with an air of authority, completely at home in the space.Without answering me, she strode inside with confidence, heading straight for the kitchen like she had been here a thousand times before.“I’m Mrs. Carlos,” she finally said, her thick Spanish accent curling around her words. “Lanny must have been too busy that night to mention me, hmm?”I blinked. “Lanny?”She turned, raising a brow at my confusion.

LauraI needed to work.If I had to be forced to rest one more time, I was going to scream. Adlan hadn't been happy about it, of course. He said I hadn't recovered enough, that I was pushing myself too hard but what was I supposed to do? Sit around and think?Thinking was dangerous.So, I went back to the diner, and to my absolute amusement, Rick spent the entire day avoiding me. Usually, it was the other way around. I made a mental note to ask Adlan what exactly he had threatened him with.Peter had been sweet, immediately wrapping me in a bear hug and telling me to sit while he took my tables. Even Andrew had gone out of his way. He got me lunch from a Chinese restaurant and even offered to cover a delivery for me.It was weird but I wasn't complaining.The kindness was a blessing because I spent the entire shift floating in and out of my own head. Adlan. Obsidian. John Hamilton. Their names looped through my mind like a haunting melody. The last one made my skin crawl.He was

LauraI returned to my apartment with a single goal in mind, to pack my things and leave.I wasn’t abandoning the place. I would still keep it… just in case things didn’t work out but deep down, I knew I wasn’t coming back.Adlan had given me no choice. Not really.He had insisted. Pushed. Demanded and for the first time in a long time, I wanted to be taken care of. I was exhausted mentally, emotionally, physically and maybe, just this once, I could let someone else hold me up.As I climbed the stairs, I nearly collided with Lara, occasional friend, and a walking ball of unfiltered energy.She gasped dramatically when she saw me. “Oh my goodness! I haven’t seen you in forever! What happened to you?!”Before I could react, her eyes swept over me, freezing when they landed on the bandages around my wrist.Her expression morphed into sheer horror. “Oh my God! Was it a man? Did your boyfriend do this to you? I’ll help you sue him!”The words shot out of her mouth like bullets.I blinked,

AdlanI drove Laura to my apartment, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. There was no way I was letting her go back home alone, not when her brother was off, doing God knows what. Either she moved in with me, or I moved in with her, there were no two ways about it.When I pulled up in front of my building, I watched her reaction closely.She glanced at the sleek, towering structure before turning to me with amusement dancing in her eyes. “Really?”I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. “I wasn’t going to let you stay home alone.”She laughed, the sound light and sweet, like music I never wanted to stop hearing.“Honestly, I’m surprised you didn’t do this sooner,” she teased.I arched a brow. “Did you want me to?”Her cheeks pinkened, and she quickly looked away.I smirked. “You like me being a caveman? Good to know.”She ignored me, stepping out of the car before I could circle around to open the door for her.I sighed.I was never going to break her out of