Zoe's P.O.V."Just stop it, Zoe. You can't always behave like a child."As his shout echoes in my ears, tears roll down my cheeks. I'm seated in the backseat of a cab, heading back to my apartment.Although I understand Sky is going through something and is stressed out, his outburst at the cafe is still hurting me.For the first time, he treated me so harshly when I was just trying to cheer him up. Maybe it's my fault for not giving him space.But what am I supposed to do? I can't keep myself away from him when he's going through something. It was so hard to spend my days without talking to him when he was out of town for a week. I was hurt and worried about why he wasn't texting or calling me, and when I finally saw him after a week, all bruised, my heart nearly skipped a beat.I still can't believe that he got involved in a fight. It's a mystery why Sky is behaving so out of character. What's bothering him so much? I'm not convinced that it's just business-related. I feel like he's
Sky's P.O.V.A Week LaterTwo weeks have passed since the day my life turned upside down. Everything was going great between Zoe and me; we were content with our friendship, but that night changed everything. Now, no matter how hard I try, it's becoming increasingly difficult to resist Zoe.Whatever she does or wears drives me insane, and I can't stop myself from fantasising about her.My desire to touch and kiss every inch of her body, to taste her lips, to spread her legs, and to feel myself inside her grows more intense with each passing day.However, whenever I see her, I act normal. When it gets too hard to control myself and wild thoughts consume my mind, I give her the excuse of match practice or a business meeting.Zoe has been giving me space after my outburst. She doesn't question me much now. I still feel guilty for shouting at her when she was just trying to help me that day.I'm hiding the carnal desire I have for her to protect our friendship, but I fear I'm losing her.
Zoe's P.O.V. Two Weeks Later Finally, everything is back to normal with Sky. We've been spending more time together, and he's been less distant. However, I still sense that he's hiding something from me, but I've decided not to press the issue. I also can't get Selena's words out of my mind: that I should look beyond Sky. It's true—my life has revolved around him for so many years that if Sky gets too busy or distant, I feel lost. I've realized that I need to have a life outside of our friendship. The thought of looking beyond him feels impossible, but I'm trying. A few days ago, I started talking with a guy. He's in our college but in a different course. I met him in the library while I was searching for a book. His name is Liam, and he's sweet and kind. We've had a few coffee dates since then. Although I don't enjoy it as much as I enjoy being with Sky, it feels refreshing to have someone new to talk to. Now I know I can't let my happiness depend solely on him. Flashback As
Sky's P.O.V.Right now, my entire body is seething with intense rage as I watch Zoe dancing with that man, Liam.I sit on a bar stool next to Alex, gulping down whiskey, my eyes blazing with fury, fixed on Liam. It's a coincidence that Alex happened to come to the same club where Zoe and I are.The way Liam is holding her waist, pulling her close, feels like someone is ripping my heart out of my chest. I want to push him away from her, to claim what's mine, but I can't. Not without revealing my desire for Zoe, and certainly not without causing a scene."Getting jealous of seeing your best friend with another man? Amazing." As Alex notices my gaze on Zoe and Liam on the dance floor, a smirk plays on his lips."What the fuck are you talking about? Nonsense." I shoot him a glare.Even though he's right, I can't bring myself to admit it in front of him, especially since I'm not ready to fully acknowledge it myself."Nonsense, really?" He raises his brows at me. "But your look says otherwi
Zoe's P.O.V.I had always imagined my first kiss to be a tingling excitement, with butterflies in my stomach and a racing heart. But as Liam leans in to kiss me, I feel nothing—no flutter in my chest, no skipped beats, no spark or passion.I turn my face away, avoiding his lips. "Liam, I'm sorry," I say, gently pushing him back. "I can't do this."He looks at me, confusion and hurt written across his face. "Did I do something wrong?"I shake my head. "No. It's just that I want to take things slow. I hope you don't mind."His face softens, and he nods. "Of course, Zoe. I respect that.""Thank you for understanding," I say, giving him a small smile.Liam is kind and sweet, and I do like him, but why didn't I feel anything when he was about to kiss me? Maybe I just need more time.Liam had brought me to his place from the club to show me his library, which led to this moment.As we step out of his library, my phone dings in my sling bag. I take it out and see a text from Sky.As I read i
Sky's P.O.V.In the hospital, I sit in the wardroom as a nurse cleans the wound on my forehead. Zoe stands beside me, holding my two fingers like always, her worry etched deeply in her furrowed brows and her lips pressed into a thin line. Whenever she is worried or stressed, she holds my fingers like this.I'm relieved that Zoe is with me now, not with that fucking Liam. But deep inside, I feel guilty for deliberately putting myself in trouble and calling Zoe. I made her so worried about me. If she ever finds out that I intentionally did this, I'm certain it'll certainly be my last day on Earth.To be honest, I can't recognise myself now. I'm doing things I've never done before in my life. I can't believe I crashed my car because of jealousy.But I don't have any other option. I can't tell Zoe about my feelings right now because I'm scared of losing her forever. And there's no way I'll let any man get close to her. I'll do anything in my power to keep my Trouble away from Liam and any
Sky's P.O.V.At night, as I lie in bed, my mind swirls with thoughts of how to keep Zoe away from Liam. Every time I close my eyes, I see Liam trying to kiss her, and it makes my blood boil. I can't let that happen. I won't.Liam should never come to know the taste of Zoe's lips. Every inch of her body belongs to me, and I can't let anybody take that right away from me.I have to think of something because I can't be with Zoe twenty-four hours a day to keep her away from Liam.Running my fingers through my hair, I sit up, trying to think of a plan. I can't physically hurt Liam because that would only make things worse. But maybe I can scare him enough to make him back off.An idea strikes me, and I grab my phone and download a voice-changing app. I know what I'm planning to do is wrong, but desperate situations require drastic actions. I can't let Zoe get close to Liam, not when I've accepted my desire for her.Right now, I may not be able to tell Zoe how I feel and how much I desire
Sky's P.O.V.I watch from a distance as Zoe and Liam talk in the cafeteria. Every time I see them together, I feel such rage within me I think my mind will explode.Zoe is mine. Liam, you shouldn't have come between us.Zoe's concerned expression and his serious demeanour confirm my suspicions: Liam has told her about the call.I feel a pang of guilt, but I quickly shove it aside. I need to do this. Zoe belongs to me, and I won't let anyone dare touch her. My desire for her burns too brightly to allow anyone else to come near.Zoe gets up to leave, and my heart aches as I see the worry etched on her face. It hurts more because she is worried because of me. But I know very well how to comfort my Trouble."Hey, Trouble," I call out, approaching her as she walks away from the cafeteria.She stares at me, worried. "Hey." She glances at my bandaged forehead. "How is it?"How can I stop my heart from beating for this woman? She's just learned something serious, yet she's still concerned abo
Selena’s P.O.V.After reaching the camping site, we get busy setting up our tents.In the midst of it all, Stella gets injured while working, and Alex immediately rushes to her side and sucks on her finger where she got hurt. It’s such a sweet gesture. I smile at them. They're cute. When they met, they were step-siblings who were always ready to fight with each other and look at them now—madly in love.But suddenly I feel a pang of longing. I crave that kind of love.Almost instinctively, my gaze shifts to Mr Luther.No. No, Selena. Just don’t go there. That’s completely wrong.I shake my head, trying to dismiss the ridiculous thoughts entering my mind. He’s off-limits in every way possible.Still, my eyes steal glances at him while he helps carry some supplies to the main tent. His shirt clings to his broad shoulders, and even in casual clothes, he looks so tempting. I force myself to turn back to help Zoe tie up her tent properly.Once our tents are ready, the three of us crawl in
Selene’s P.O.V.We reach our destination early in the morning, and the place is breathtaking. Mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, their peaks disappearing into the mist. I love it already.As usual, Sky, Zoe’s boyfriend, starts clicking pictures of her. She’s obsessed with posing for his camera, and they make the perfect pair. Stella and her boyfriend, Alex, are missing as usual. They’re probably sneaking off into the jungle for some alone time, and the thought makes me chuckle.Then my gaze shifts to Mr Luther. He’s standing a few feet away, his eyes fixed on me.Will he just stop looking at me like that? He is driving me crazy in every possible way. What he did to me last night... I can’t stop thinking about it. He made me feel so damn good, and I still can’t believe he made me come on the bus with so many students around. It was a thrilling experience. His fingers felt amazing inside me, and I can’t stop myself from wondering how satisfying his dick will feel.Fuck! My ch
James’s P.O.V.At night, on the bus, everyone is asleep except for Selena and me.“Put your backpack on your lap,” I order her in a firm tone. She looks at me with a confused expression with her brows furrow slightly.“Why? What is going on in your mind, Mr Luther?” She asks in a low voice to avoid waking anyone.I lean closer and whisper in her ear, “Just do what I’m saying or else you must pay consequences, Little Miss.” As I feel her shivering at my words, a smirk spreads across my face. I like the way her body reacts to me. It’s so satisfying.“I’m not afraid of your consequences.” Although she glares at me, I see a spark of excitement in her eyes.A chuckle escapes from my mouth. “You’re going to regret it, little girl.” As I lift my hand to open her jeans’ button, her eyes enlarge in shock. “What the hell are you doing?” She questions, holding my wrist. “Just trying to relax you. So that you can sleep well.” I give her a mischievous wink.“You don’t have to do that. Okay. J
James’s P.O.V.Not even waiting for me to finish my sentence, Selena hugs me with happiness when I grant her permission to go on the college trip. At first, I freeze at the unexpected contact, but then I automatically embrace her. The moment her small body fits perfectly into my arms, I feel completeness I’ve never felt before. The way her body presses against mine ignites a fire inside me.And I’m losing myself in the intoxicating scent of her hair. It smells so damn good. I don’t know why everything about her drives me insane.It’s been almost two weeks since she started living in my house. It’s so hard to control my desire every time I see her. She is so tempting, and there’s something about her that draws me toward her. I can’t resist this woman. The burning desire to fuck her and taste every inch of her body is driving me crazy.But I have to control myself. No matter what, I can’t force her. I have my ways to control and make women do what I want, but I can’t do the same with h
Selena’s P.O.V.After returning from college, I’m coming to Mr. Luther’s room to meet him. I need his permission for something, though I already know what his answer will probably be.These past few days, I’ve been trying to keep my distance from him. Our conversations are just exchanging pleasantries, just enough to keep things civil. I’ve obeyed his rules, coming straight home from college like he wanted, trying to avoid any confrontation.But I feel suffocated. I’ve always lived under rules—first my father’s, and now his. It feels like my life isn’t my own, like I’m just a puppet for everyone else’s expectations. I thought I’d finally be able to live my life on my terms for a month after leaving my father’s house, but I’ve only traded one prison for another. I can’t even go to college without security.I come to meet him to ask for something I’ve never had—permission to go on a college trip. I’ve dreamt of this moment since I was in school, but my father never allowed it. Now I’m p
Selena’s P.O.V.The next morning, I wake up holding my head, which is pounding like crazy.“Ugh, my head is spinning,” I groan, pressing my palms against my temples.My throat feels dry, and my entire body is heavy, like I’ve been hit by a truck. Slowly, I blink my eyes open, and it takes me a second to recognize where I am.It’s Zoe’s guest room.What am I doing here?The events of last night are a hazy blur, and I try to sit up, groaning again as the movement makes the room tilt slightly.“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Zoe walks in, holding a glass of something. “Here, drink this. It’ll help with the hangover.”I take the glass and take a sip of the drink. The sour taste of lemon jolts me awake.“What happened last night?” I ask, my voice hoarse. “I… I don’t remember.”Zoe raises an eyebrow and smirks. “Oh, you don’t?” As I shake my head, she continues, “You got completely drunk and acted like me. Clumsy. And you said some very interesting things to Mr. Luther.”I freeze mid-sip,
James’s P.O.V.At night, I return to the mansion and head straight to Selena’s room to check on her.I knock on the door, but she doesn’t answer.“Selena, are you inside?” I ask, knocking again, but get no response.Why isn’t she opening the door?I wait a few more minutes before asking a maid to bring a spare key to her room.As the maid returns with the key, I unlock the door, only to find the room empty. I also check the bathroom, but it’s empty.My brows furrow in anger. How could she leave like this? I strictly instructed her not to go anywhere, yet she disobeyed me. The guards are stationed outside—how did she even manage to sneak out?I storm out of the room and head straight to the security team.“Where is Selena? Did any of you see her leave?” As I bark at the guards, they exchange nervous glances, clueless.One of them stutters, “Sir, we didn’t see her leave. She was in her room the last time we checked.”“Useless.”I feel the rage rising, but beneath it, there’s something e
Selena’s P.O.V.Two Days LaterI plan to go to the club after college to distract myself from Mr. Luther again. Since I saw him, I don't know why he hasn't left my mind. Every night, I make myself come, imagining him doing wild things with me. Living under the same roof with the person I desire more than anything is driving me insane. Every time I see him, my body heats up. As I settle into the car, my driver informs me, "Mr. Luther has instructed me to take you directly to the mansion, Miss Selena. No other stops allowed."This infuriates me.What does he think he's doing? Controlling my life? Who the hell does he think he is?I thought living with James would give me some freedom, but he is the same as my father. But I won’t follow his orders.As I return to his mansion, I directly storm into his bedroom, but he isn’t there. Then the sound of running water from the bathroom catches my attention.It means he is in the shower. “Mr. Luther…” I yell, calling out for him, my brows fu
Selena’s P.O.V.“For the past few days, you’ve seemed so lost, Selena. Is something bothering you?” Stella asks after the first lecture ends, as I sit between her and Zoe in the college classroom.“Yeah, you’ve been acting weird. Spill it,” Zoe adds, leaning closer. “We know you’re hiding something.”I stare at them, shocked. Am I that obvious? Has Mr Luther been occupying my thoughts so much that even they’ve noticed?“It’s nothing.” I try to brush it off, although I know they won’t leave me until I tell them. “Don’t lie to us.” Stella gives me a angry look. “We’re your best friends. You can trust us.”Zoe says, “Yeah, we’re not letting you leave until you tell us what’s happening.”I knew it! But can I really tell them? Would they judge me? What if they think I'm crazy for being so obsessed with my father's friend?“You both have to promise you won’t judge me.” As I say, they both glare at me. “Seriously, you think we’ll judge you, Sel?” Zoe asks, folding her arms across her ches