Note: There will be three books in this series, so try to connect with every character. Anyone could be the main character in the next book. Sky’s P.O.V. It’s late at night, and I’m in the middle of fucking a girl from behind. The girl’s hands are tied to the bedposts, and her moans fill the room as I give her deep and hard thrusts, squeezing her buttocks. “Oh… God…” she begs, “Can I come, Sky, please…” “Not yet…” I deny it, and the sound of my hand contacting her buttocks echoes in the room. As I continue to fuck her, my damn phone rings constantly, annoying me. Who the fuck is calling me at this time of night? Frustrated, I reach over to cut the call, but then I see the name on the screen. Zoe. The only person I can’t ignore, no matter what I’m doing. She’s been my best friend since school. Our connection was instant from the moment we met, and it only grew stronger as time went on. We know each other’s deepest secrets and almost everything about each other. But I don’t kno
Zoe’s P.O.V.“Selena, can’t you skip one class? It’s Sky’s basketball match today.” I plead with my friend as we walk to the classroom together.“Zoe, I can’t,” she denies, shaking her head. “My parents would kill me if I missed it.”Selena is my new but already close friend. I know she’s a bit of a stickler for rules because of her parents, but I’m determined to drag her to the game with me. We’ve only been friends for six months, but our bond has grown quickly. We met at the beginning of our first year in college, and she has been by my side unwaveringly ever since.I wave her concerns away, striding beside her. “Oh, come on! Half the class isn’t going to be there, anyway. Plus, you know the professor loves the basketball team. He’ll probably let us go!”“Zoe, you know I can’t just skip classes. My family is really strict about my attendance,” she responds, glancing at me.She halts as I give her my best puppy-dog eyes and pout, coming in front of her. “Please, Selena? Sky’s game is
Sky’s P.O.V.After picking up Zoe, I arrive at the club. She’s dressed in a white body-con dress, her straight brown hair styled perfectly, with curtain bangs framing her forehead. Her makeup is flawless. I, on the other hand, am dressed in a simple black t-shirt and jeans, feeling somewhat underdressed beside her.Zoe loves to dress up, and she knows how to turn heads. As soon as we step inside, she pulls out her phone and takes a quick selfie. Then she insists I take a few photos of her.“Okay, okay, but just a few, or we’ll be here all night.” I sigh, reluctantly pulling out my phone and snapping a few photos of her, knowing she won’t leave me until I do.***“Next month, we have a match with the Wild Flowers College team. We have to win that match, Sky.” Alex speaks, sitting beside me on the bar stool, holding a glass of drink in his hand. Zoe is sitting on my other side.Alex has always been the bad-boy type, but I know there’s more to him. Despite his tough exterior, he’s a soft
Sky’s P.O.V.After leaving with the girl who had been eyeing me, we found a private room upstairs. It was supposed to be a fun night, but I couldn’t stop myself from worrying about leaving Zoe alone.Although Alex is with her, it’s not helping me. I don’t know why I’m feeling so restless. I hope Zoe is alright.As soon as I’m done with the girl, I make an excuse and head back to the club, concerned for Zoe.When I find her in the crowd, I stop.Fuck! She is in trouble again, as expected.I see a guy gripping Zoe’s arm; her face twisted in distress. A wave of anger rushes over me, and I clench my fists. I dash through the crowd towards him, glaring at him with fury.“Get your hands off her!” I yell, shoving the guy away from Zoe. He stumbles back, hitting the floor hard.Seeing my rage, he doesn’t dare to utter a word and disappears.Good for him.I turn towards Zoe, still angry. “Where the fuck is Alex, and why did you drink so much?” I snap, but as I notice her eyes—red and filled wi
“Sky, listen to me.” I step in front of Sky just as he’s about to leave the canteen.He snaps, “Why? Do you ever listen to me, Trouble?”I know his anger is justified, but last night I just lost control.“Sky, I started missing my mom last night and couldn’t control myself from drinking.” As I explain with a hint of pain in my voice, the anger instantly disappears from his eyes.He places his hand on my face and speaks in a soft tone, “I’m not angry about that, Trouble. You should have gone home with Alex.”“I know, but it was too early to go home, Sky.”And I don’t like to go there when there’s no one waiting for me. My heart aches to see the empty apartment.He already knows the reason, so I don’t have to explain. His expression softens even more. “You should’ve called me.”“I didn’t want to disturb you.”“You’re important to me, Trouble. You can never disturb me.”I know I’m important to him, but I don’t like to bother him with my problems all the time.“But you have your own life,
Sky’s P.O.V.“What happened to your leg?” I ask Zoe as I take a seat beside her on the desk in the classroom and notice a deep red mark on her shin.“I slipped in the bathroom,” she replies casually, taking a book from her bag.“When? Are you alright?” I freak out, concerned.“I’m fine, Sky. Don’t worry.” She reassures me, glancing at me.Before I can ask more questions, Selena enters the classroom and walks over to us. “Thanks for last night, Zoe.” She glances at Zoe’s leg. “I’m sorry you got injured because of me.”I stare at them, baffled. “What happened last night?”As Selena tells me how Zoe confronted the guy for her, Zoe hides her face behind her hand.That bastard. I’m not going to let him get away with hurting my best friend. He’s going to face my wrath.And what can I say about my dear Zoe? First, she puts herself in danger instead of asking for my help, and then she lies to me.God! This girl. She’s going to drive me crazy.After getting the guy’s details from Selena, I lea
Sky’s P.O.V.As I reach home, my mind spins after what I witnessed at Zoe’s apartment. I can’t shake the image of her from my mind—her flushed face, the way her legs were parted, and the way she pressed the vibrator against herself. These images replay over and over, driving me crazy.Fuck! What’s wrong with me? I need to take a shower.I hurl my keys onto the kitchen counter and head straight to my bedroom, hoping a hot shower will clear my mind. But even under the warm water, I can’t stop thinking about her—my best friend, the girl I’ve always protected, the girl I’ve never seen in that way.I groan, frustrated with myself. “Get a grip, Sky. She’s your best friend, not some fantasy.” But my body doesn’t listen. My mind is filled with images of her, and it’s making me hard.Damn! I shouldn’t have seen her like that. It’s wrong. I can’t lust after my best friend. If Zoe ever finds out, I can’t imagine how she’ll react.No. No. She can never know. It would ruin our friendship. I can’t
Sky’s P.O.V.After the call, I head inside my penthouse. I need a distraction, something to take my mind off Zoe and the torturous images replaying in my head. Painting always helps me clear my mind, so I decide to give it a try.I hope focusing on a canvas will help me regain some control.I stand in front of the canvas with brushes and paints in my art room, my favourite place. Whenever I have free time, I come here and paint. I inherited this talent from my late mother. Painting makes me feel connected to her. After her passing a few years ago, I left the house we shared and moved into this penthouse. My dad often urges me to return home, but I’m not ready yet.As I begin painting, I try to let my mind wander to anything other than Zoe, but it’s no use. Every brushstroke seems to be guided by my subconscious thoughts of her. Before I realise it, I’m painting her.Zoe, lying half-naked on a bed, her lips slightly parted. Her eyes are closed, and her face is flushed, just like last n
Sky's P.O.V.After the Doctor leaves, treating her wounds, I lie down, holding her close. I'm bare-chested, and she's wearing my shirt, which hangs loosely on her fragile frame. As I caress her hair, she traces imaginary circles on my chest.Although my heart aches to see her in this condition, I feel profound relief that we're finally together again. I had been yearning for her presence for almost a month, and now finally she is here, safe in my arms.I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks when I saw the burn marks on her feet. She has been through so much in these two weeks.I still can't believe that it was my father who did this to her. But why? To protect me? That's bullshit. I know he's lying to me. If he just wanted to keep her away from me, then he wouldn't have tortured her like this.With every passing second, my rage intensifies. He has to answer every single one of my questions and suffer for what he did to my Trouble."Sky," she whispers, her voice soft and
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
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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