Aria “Why the fuck did you keep this away from me?” Lucas asks, his voice sharp and cutting. His glare is practically stabbing holes in me. “Aria, that person literally threatened your fucking life. How could you not tell me?” I sigh, dragging a hand through my hair like it might somehow calm the
“It was her!” Coach John exclaims, looking genuinely shocked. “I thought for sure it was that bastard Ethan.” “I can’t fucking believe this,” I can’t help but mutter under my breath.” My hands clench into fists. Why the hell would Vanessa do this to me? How many times do I have to tell her I’m not
Lucas I can’t fucking believe this. Exhaustion? Aria passed out because she was stressed out and overworked? How the hell did I not see that coming? She skipped breakfast, looked like she was carrying the weight of the damn world, and that stupid box practically had her spiraling. I should’ve know
“I can protect her,” I spit back. “Bullshit,” he fires, his voice rising. “Your father won’t even let her set foot in Shadow Pang territory. You’re putting her in danger just by keeping her close.” The words hit me like a sucker punch. For a second, I want to snap back…hell, maybe even scream that
Lucas My head’s spinning like I’ve had one too many shots of tequila, except this time, the hangover's coming from life itself. I’m stuck on this damn ship, no woods, no moonlit runs, no escape. Just me, my wolf, and this constant pressure like I’m holding up the goddamn sky. I head to the game r
Lucas I see red. Before I even realize it, my hands are around his throat. His eyes widen as I squeeze tighter, his struggles growing weaker by the second. "Let me go, you bastard," Ethan chokes out. "No... I want you to die. Die, you fucking bastard!" "Lucas!" Damon’s voice cuts through the ha
Aria The moment I open my eyes, it feels like my brain is trying to claw its way out of my skull. Great. A pounding headache. Just what I need. I sit up, glancing around to realize I’m in Lucas’s suite. One minute, I’m talking to him, and the next... blackout city. ‘Where the hell is Lucas?’ I gr
“Yeah, why?” I narrow my eyes, trying to read his expression. “What is it? What's her name?” Before I can answer, someone yells from outside. “Lucas!” “Who’s that?” I ask, grateful for the interruption. “It’s probably Damon.” He calls out, “Come in, Damon!” The door opens, and Damon walks in wi
"And probably gunning for your heart too," Mia smirks. I snort. "Yeah, right." "Come on, Aria," she drags out my name like she’s personally offended by my denial. "You really think all those flowers were just friendly? The guy wants more. Lucas sees it. That’s why he stepped up and took you on a
Aria I manage to drag my ass to campus before noon, but damn, my body is wrecked. Yesterday was fucking great…I had the time of my life with Lucas…but holy hell, my bones feel like they got hit by a truck. I’m definitely walking funny, and I know people are staring. And, honestly? I don’t blame
Lucas The second I step into Sarita’s apartment, I don’t even make it past the couch…I just collapse onto it, completely fucking exhausted. She chuckles, settling into the chair across from me, her eyes practically dancing with amusement. "Damn, you look like you got run over by a truck." I g
"Lucas, please…" I whimper, already desperate. "No," he says. "This is perfect. I love how fucking desperate you are, how tight you get every time I slide in." I squeeze my eyes shut, biting my lip to keep from begging too soon. He’s got me right where he wants me…helpless, bound, at his mercy.
Aria It’s been over thirty fucking minutes. The vibrator is still buried deep inside me, buzzing mercilessly against my soaked pussy. My entire body is trembling, my breathing ragged. My thighs quiver, and I swear I can feel every nerve in my body screaming for relief. I’m losing my fucking m
I ache for him. I drip for him. And then he speaks. "If you really want my cock, Aria…" He peels off his jacket, his voice turning firm. "You’re gonna have to earn it." "What the fuck?" Lucas smirks, unbuttoning his shirt. "Get down on your knees." My pussy clenches so fucking hard I almost co
Aria We take the stairs, and Lucas stops in front of a door, punching in a code quickly. The lock beeps, the door swings open, and then he turns to me with that cocky-ass smirk. "After you, baby." He gestures inside. I inhale deeply, trying to keep my legs from giving out beneath me. I need him,
Aria Lucas doesn’t even acknowledge the man…just walks straight ahead, leading me to a table. He pulls out a chair for me. "Sit, baby." My heart flutters. He’s being such a fucking gentleman, and it’s wrecking me. "Thank you, baby." I sit, and he takes his seat across from me, picking up the
Aria Butterflies swim in my stomach as I pull a glistening silver gown from the bag. My mouth fucking drops open. "Holy shit." I run my fingers over the fabric, eyes wide. "This is so fucking beautiful." Lucas smirks, arms crossed, clearly pleased with himself. "Glad you love it, baby. Look i