Zoe's P.O.V.As I enter Sky's penthouse, the place we've made our home over the past month and a half, fresh tears trickle down my cheeks. Every corner of the apartment is filled with memories of us.I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him here, but deep inside, I knew that happiness wasn't written in my cards. God would take Sky away from me, just as I lost my family. I was certain that destiny would play this cruel trick on me.As I step into the living room, I picture Sky chasing me because I stole the last piece of pizza. "Trouble, we had a deal to split this last piece," I recall him saying. I replied, "I don't remember any such deal." His laughter echoes in my mind—a sound I desperately long to hear again.As I walk into the dining area, I see myself sitting on his lap, giggling while he feeds me, teasing me."Sky, stop it! I can feed myself." I laughed, trying to grab the fork from him. "But you're such a messy eater," Sky teased, holding the fork just out of my reach
Zoe's P.O.V.Selena's voice echoes through the penthouse. "Zoe?"So it's Selena. Sky must have sent her to check on me. I shouldn't have left so hurriedly. Now she won't let me go. But I've made up my mind, and it won't change.Grasping the handle of my suitcase, I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. As I wipe my tears, Selena comes toward me, her eyes filled with concern."Zoe, what the hell are you doing?" Selena asks, her gaze shifting to the packed bag beside me. "You're not seriously thinking of leaving, are you?"I avert my eyes, can't able to meet her gaze. "Selena, you already know it's for the best. Sky will be better off without me.""No, he won't," she insists, stepping closer. "Zoe, you're thinking wrong. Sky needs you. He loves you more than anything. It's not right. You can't let your fear destroy everything."I can't hold back my tears any longer. "Selena, you don't understand. Everyone I love leaves me. My parents, my brother, my grandmother... they all died.
Sky's P.O.V."Alex, I'm feeling so helpless, lying injured here. I need to find Zoe. I don't know what state she's in or where she could be. She could get into any kind of trouble. I want to be with her," I express my concern to Alex. It's been twenty hours since Selena told me that Zoe left the penthouse after locking her in. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard this.When Selena told me that Zoe wasn't in the right state of mind and was constantly blaming herself for my condition, I wished I could be there with her to explain that she shouldn't run away like this. She shouldn't leave me because of her fear. She's thinking completely wrong.Fuck! I'm already missing her. My life becomes dull when she's not around me.I run a hand through my hair, aggravated. "Zoe's always been the light in my life. Everything feels so dull and empty without her here.""I know, man. But we'll find her. Don't worry," Alex reassures me, standing beside my bed."I just wish I could get up and search f
Sky's P.O.V.A Week LaterI enter our penthouse with a broken heart, my hand still in a plaster. It's been a week, and I still have no clue where my Trouble is or how she's doing. Her phone has been switched off since she left, and when we traced her number, the last location it showed was our penthouse.She didn't just leave me; she left everything behind to save me. Her studies, her apartment, her friends—everything she built for herself. It's like she disappeared into thin air.The doctors still weren't ready to discharge me, but I begged them. I need to find Zoe. I was going crazy lying in the hospital bed, not knowing where she was.God! Please keep her safe. Please.The penthouse feels so empty without her, and every corner reminds me of her.As I look at the sofa, I recall how she was jumping on it with excitement like a kid two weeks ago when I told her we would go on vacation after our exams.FlashbackAs she bounced on the sofa, I cautioned her, "Trouble, careful. You'll fal
Zoe's P.O.V.It's been a week of hell since I left New York and came to Ibiza. I have no clue how Sky is. Is he recovering well after the accident? Is he okay?God! I wish I didn't have to leave him like that.I don't know how I'm going to survive here, all alone, without him. Living without him is worse than anything I could have imagined. Every moment feels like an eternity. I'm haunted by the memory of his face, his voice, his touch. Every fibre of my body, my soul, is yearning for him.However, I have to live without him. I can't put Sky's life at risk because of me. With time, I'll grow accustomed to living like this. I have to accept that living alone is my fate.I wander down the streets of Ibiza, lost in thoughts and memories of Sky. A loud honk jolts me back to reality. I freeze—a car is speeding toward me. But before I can react, someone yanks me back onto the sidewalk.I turn to see a woman about my age, looking at me with concern in her amber eyes. "Hey, where were you los
Zoe's P.O.V.I regain consciousness and find myself in a dark basement. My head throbs with pain, and I try to make sense of my surroundings.Where am I? How did I get here?As I wonder, I recall opening the villa's door, shocked to see a few men standing there. Before I could ask anything, one of them hit me with the end of a gun on my forehead, and I blacked out instantly.I struggle to sit up, my hands trembling in fear. The air is damp and musty, and I can hear the distant sound of water dripping. I can't see much, but I can feel the cold, hard floor beneath me. I'm afraid. The darkness around me is terrifying.Why would anyone do this to me? Who are these men? What do they want? I don't even know anybody in Ibiza.I walk over to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I press my ear against it, trying to hear any sounds from the other side, but all I get is silence.The fear is making my entire body shiver, but I know I have to find a way out and stay strong, even though I don't
Sky's P.O.V. I sit in the waiting area, distraught. I don't understand what is happening in my life. First Zoe, now my father. I feel like my mind is about to explode. The minutes feel like hours as I wait for news about my father. My heart is pounding, and I can't stop my hands from trembling. Finally, the doctor emerges from the double doors. I rush over to him. "Doctor, how is he? Is he okay?" The doctor's expression is serious but calm. "Your father had a heart attack. We were able to stabilize him, but he needs rest and must be kept away from stress. You can see him now, but try not to upset him." I enter my father's room and see him lying there, looking pale and fragile. As I approach him, he whispers weakly, "Sky," reaching out for my hand. I take it and squeeze it gently. "Dad, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen." He shakes his head slightly. "It's not your fault, son. But please, listen to me. You need to come back to New York. You can't keep living l
Sky’s P.O.V.The car screeches to a halt as the driver pulls up to the location. I jump out before the engine even stops, my heart racing with fright. But nothing could have prepared me for the sight before me.My heart almost stops beating as I see her—my Zoe. She’s beaten up, her face bruised and swollen, her clothes tattered. She looks so fragile, so broken, that I feel like someone has ripped my heart out of my chest.Literally, I feel like killing my father after making him pay for every single tear and bruise on her body. It’s still unbelievable that he is the one who made his own son suffer. How could anybody do that to their own child?“Zoe…” I cry out, rushing to her side. She is sitting, leaning against a wall, and as her eyes land on me, they shine a bit.“Sky…” she whispers, her voice weak and trembling.I never thought that when I would meet her again, her condition would be so miserable. I feel as if I can’t breathe after seeing her like this, but I need to be strong for
Alex’s P.O.V. Stella obeys, slowly lowering herself onto the wet sand before me on her fours. I take in the sight of her like this—the way she waits, completely exposed, the curve of her back, the way her skin glows under the moonlight. My chest tightens with a possessive pride. She’s mine. Only I can see her like this. It gives me an immense satisfaction. As I let my boxers drop, freeing my hard dick, her eyes widen and her lips part.I smirk. “Do you like what you’re seeing?”She bites her lower lip, her cheeks flushing a deep red. “Absolutely.”Without another word, I drop to my knees behind her. My hands roam over her body as I press myself against her wetness. I can feel her body shudder with anticipation when I grind against her slick folds, teasing her without giving her what she craves. My grip on her hips tightens. “Say it, Stella. Say that this beautiful cunt of yours belongs to me.” With one hand, I tap my hardness on her clit. She meets my gaze over her shoulder, her
Alex’s P.O.V.“Don’t blame me later.” I wink at her before gripping the straps of her bra and tearing it off in one swift, rough motion. Her gasp is lost as my mouth finds her neck, and I attack her skin with hungry kisses, sucking and biting, leaving marks that claim her as mine.My hands are everywhere, roaming over her exposed skin. I roughly cup her breasts before squeezing them with a desperation I can’t control. Her nipples harden beneath my touch, and I twist and pinch them, eliciting a sharp cry from her lips.She arches into me, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as her moans fill the night air, mixing with the sound of crashing waves. Her pleasurable whimpers drive me wild, making me harder.“God, Stella, the way you moan,” I whisper against her skin before capturing her lips again and devouring them hungrily. Our bare chests pressed together, our hearts beating in sync.Her hips buck against me, seeking friction, and with a smirk on my face, I grind my knee bet
Alex’s P.O.V.I pull the car off the main road and head down the narrow path leading to my beach villa. The drive was quiet, but I could feel Stella glancing at me every few minutes.We turn into the long driveway. Stella shifts in her seat and her eyes widen as she takes in the view. The villa sits at the edge of the sand. It has the modern glass-and-wood design. The sound of the ocean is faint, but it’s there, constant and calming.I park the car and glance over at Stella. She’s still staring out the window, her eyes filled with amazement.“Is this yours?” She asks, turning her face towards me with a look of disbelief.I nod, unbuckling my seatbelt. “Yeah. My father gifted me this place a few years ago. Ever since then, it’s been my escape when I need to get away from everything.” I pause, my fingers drumming on the steering wheel. “You’re the first person I’ve brought here.”Stella’s eyes glimmer with something unreadable, and she turns back to look at the villa. “It’s beautiful,”
Stella’s P.O.V. Zoe smirks at me as we make our way toward the stairs. “You’ve definitely got something going on. You were all 'I'm not hungry,' and now you’re leading the charge to the canteen.”I roll my eyes. “Yeah, well, I changed my mind.”Just as we start descending the stairs, Zoe’s foot slips on the edge of the step. She lets out a startled yelp, her arms flailing as she loses her balance. Immediately, Selena and I catch her before she can fully tumble down.“Whoa! Are you okay?” I ask, steadying her with a firm grip.She grabs my arm, laughing, though her face pales. “Yeah, I’m fine. As usual, I’m getting in trouble.” She winces, leaning a little heavier on us.Selena gives her other arm, and the three of us make it down the stairs more slowly this time.As we near the canteen door, I spot Alex and Sky sitting at a table. Their heads turn toward us just when Zoe stumbles again. Sky, who had been lazily slouched in his seat, immediately jumps up, his eyes widening as he rushe
Stella’s P.O.V.What the fuck Alex is doing to me?He’s being too sweet and caring, as if he is my boyfriend.But I’m not ready for another relationship yet. It’s been only a week since Jade crushed my heart and I’m still overcoming that pain.No matter how much my heart is melting, I’m not ready to trust a man again. I can’t let my heart break again.Moreover, Alex is my stepbrother, there is no future for us. We should keep it only physical.But it’s impossible to stop my heart from falling in love with Alex when he takes care of me like this, as if I’m the most important person in the world for him.I hate how he makes me feel so safe, so wanted. I hate how my heart races every time he smiles at me, or how my body responds to his touch. It’s too much, too soon, and yet I can’t pull away.Jade’s betrayal is still fresh. I can’t forget the way he made me feel worthless, the lies, the cheating... it’s all too much to move on from so quickly. Alex is the exact opposite, though—he’s bee
Alex’s P.O.V.Fuck! I can’t take out the image of Stella sitting on the kitchen counter, completely naked, splaying her legs for me.It was such a hot sight.Today, I finally let Stella see how controlling I can be—how much I love to dominate women during sexual encounters. The way she responded and how wet she was, it clearly seemed that she enjoyed being in my control as well.Damn! Stella is driving me crazy. I’m dying to claim her as mine. But I’m still stopping myself because I’m scared. What if Stella regrets this in the future?Although we have already crossed the line, something inside me keeps holding back. Maybe it’s the guilt, the nagging voice in my head telling me this is wrong. Or maybe it’s the fear of losing Stella. She’s not just another woman to me—she’s everything. And if she regrets this, if she sees what we’re doing as a mistake, I don’t think I could handle it.“Alex…” As Stella places his hand on my arm, I jolt back to reality. She sits beside me at the breakfa
Stella’s P.O.V.After cleaning the kitchen which Alex messed up, I’m preparing the breakfast. When I saw him in the mess, I laughed so hard after a long time. I never thought that I would ever find Alex Blackwood standing covered in flour, looking completely lost.God! I still can’t believe that Alex stepped into the kitchen for me.Why is he making me feel so special and worthy?Whatever it is, I’m just liking it. For now, I just don’t want to think that he is my stepbrother and what we’re doing is wrong. I just want him to be with me. Because I’m afraid that if he leaves, I’ll fall back into the darkness again.No. No. I can’t deal with that pain again.I don’t even want to think about the incident. Right now, Alex is with me and I’m getting myself back. It’s enough for me. I seriously don’t care about the future.As I whisk the eggs into the bowl, Alex stands, leaning against the refrigerator, his eyes filled with desire roaming all over my body, making me wet between my legs.I ca
Alex’s P.O.V. I scoop Stella into my arms after making her cum hard on my fingers, and she buries her face in my chest, encircling her arms around my neck. I carry her towards the bed and gently lay her down on it. After leaning down, I run my fingers through her hair. “Feeling better now.” She looks at me with a smile on her face. After a long week, finally, her smile reaches to her eyes, and it gives me immense peace. She responds, her eyes fixed on me. “Better? Feeling so good now. Thank you, Alex.” “Don’t thank me because I’m doing this for myself.” Listening to my words, her brows narrow in confusion. “For yourself?” Grinning at her, I lie down beside her. As I pull her into my arms, she doesn’t resist. Instead, she snuggles up into me. I can feel her warm breath on my chest, which is sending shivers down my spine. I answer her, “I can’t see you in pain, Flower. It hurts me. That’s why I’m ready to do anything to make you feel better.” She lifts her head from my chest an
Stella’s P.O.V.“Stand in front of the mirror and take off your clothes, Stella.” He orders in a husky voice, his intense gaze making me weak on my knees.Jade never looked at me like this—with so much desire, so much intensity. It’s like Alex’s gaze is devouring me, stripping away all the pain with each passing second. I feel the wetness between my legs just from the way he’s looking at me.“Do it, Flower.” He commands again, pulling me back to the earth.I obey, stepping in front of the full-length mirror that takes up one wall of his room. My reflection stares back at me, and I wonder. Am I really worthy of this? Of him?‘I’m bored with you. Your body doesn’t even turn me on anymore. No curves, no excitement. You’re not a desirable woman. You never satisfied me.’ As Jade’s cruel words ring in my ears, my eyes well up with tears.Don’t cry, Stella. Just don’t cry again.“What’s wrong?” Alex asks, standing behind me, his hands gently gripping my arms as he looks at me in the mirror.