LauraHe laughed at me. Apparently, I had said that out loud.“No, we’re just friends. She’s not interested in a relationship right now.”Or she wasn’t interested in a relationship with you. I didn’t say it, though. He looked hopeful, like a man convinced that one day she’d change her mind. Sorry, buddy.“Well, okay. Goodnight, then.”He patted my shoulder and walked out. My eyes followed him until he disappeared around the corner, and I shook my head. Some guys were really clueless.I stepped into my apartment, and the air inside felt stale, the darkness pressing in around me. It was as if I hadn’t been here in days, like it was nothing more than a temporary space instead of home.Sighing, I flicked on the lights and opened a few windows, letting the cool night air chase away the suffocating stillness. As I moved around, cleaning up absentmindedly, my mind drifted back to the past twenty-four hours.Adlan wanted me to move in with him but there were still so many things I didn’t know
LauraThe doorbell rang, and I rose to answer it, already knowing who it would be. When I pulled the door open, Adlan stood there, bare-chested, clad only in a pair of low-hanging sweatpants. My breath hitched as my gaze roamed over him, slowly taking in every sculpted inch of his body. Broad shoulders, defined abs, the deep V leading down into the waistband of his pants. I swallowed hard.I did not need this distraction.“How were you not arrested on your way here?” I asked, stepping aside to let him in.He smirked, striding inside with the kind of confidence that made it clear he owned every space he stepped into. “I have my ways.”Of course, he did. The police probably took one look at him and let him pass, no questions asked and if it had been a female officer? She likely thanked him for his services to humanity.I shut the door and turned back to him, only to find myself instantly wrapped in his arms. Strong, warm, and undeniably secure. I melted against him before I could stop
AdlanI was locked in a heated stare in my office, and no, this wasn’t the kind that carried passion or sexual tension. This was the kind filled with nothing but resentment and disdain.“I was just doing what was best. Looking out for you, my son.”My father’s voice was level, almost practised, as though he truly believed his excuses could justify his actions but nothing, nothing he said would erase what he did yesterday. I didn’t give a damn that he was my father.“Really?” I sneered, leaning back against my desk, my arms crossed over my chest. “Because if I recall correctly, you warmly welcomed her in the same hospital you pretended to be sick in, correct?”I shouldn’t have been surprised. Playing the doting father in public and revealing his true colors in private was a role he had not only mastered but perfected.He shrugged, entirely unbothered by the anger radiating off me. “I’ve always told you, first impressions matter and hers just didn’t make the cut.”The casual dismissal m
Laura“Are you okay?” I asked softly, watching Adlan as he moved around my kitchen, his broad frame tense, his movements rigid.He had driven straight from work, and the stress clung to him like a second skin. His tie hung loosely around his neck, his shirt was rumpled and his hair stuck up in disarray, like he had run his hands through it a hundred times.I took a step closer. “Is it something about work?”He sighed, stirring the pot of pasta on the stove before turning to me with a weak smile. “Just something with my father. Don’t worry about it.”Guilt coiled in my chest. Had he confronted his dad because of what happened yesterday?“I’m sorry,” I murmured, my throat tight. “It was my fault.”His brows furrowed as he turned off the stove and walked around the counter toward me. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around me, his warmth melting into mine.“This wasn’t your fault,” he murmured into my hair. “It was something that needed to happen.”I swallowed hard, torn between t
LauraIf I blushed any harder, I would have people thinking there was something seriously wrong with me.Peter had already done a double take this morning, staring at me twice. Andrew gave me a strange look, and Rick actually asked if I was feeling okay which was the final straw. I needed to get myself under control but the moment I spotted Lara sitting at her usual table, reality hit me like a splash of cold water.She was back with her best friend, and sitting next to her was Jasmine.Great. This was going to be fun.I forced my feet to move, pasting on a weak excuse for a smile, one that probably looked more like a grimace as I approached their table.Lara smiled warmly when she saw me. Jasmine, on the other hand, barely hid her sneer.“Hi, what can I get you?” I asked, my voice smooth, practiced.Lara rattled off her order; a caramel latte and a doughnut which had surprised me. I had half-expected her to order a sad little salad like most rich girls did.Jasmine, however, took her
Laura“Me? I want nothing. Just you. You’re all I want.”The words echoed in my head, unraveling my nerves, pulling them taut with dread.We stared at each other, the silence stretching between us like a noose tightening around my throat and in that moment, I realized something that made my blood run cold.I didn’t even know his name.“What’s your name?” I asked, forcing a calmness I didn’t feel.Which girl would feel safe locked in a house with a man who smiled like he was debating whether to kill her?Definitely not me.He stretched back against the sofa, his legs spreading wide in a way that made my stomach churn. My gaze flickered downward, and my breath hitched.A prominent bulge strained against his pants.Heat flared in my face, disgust curling in my stomach. I quickly looked away, only to meet his gaze again—his smirk sharp, knowing.He wanted me to see it.“My name’s John. John Hamilton.”The name meant nothing to me, but the way he said it, and the weight it carried sent a c
AdlanThe city lights blurred past me as I sped down the highway like a madman, breaking every rule known to man. I didn’t give a fuck.My knuckles turned white from how tightly I gripped the steering wheel, but I welcomed the pain. If I could trade this ache for hers, I would in a heartbeat.Laura was worth it. She was worth everything.I had been on my way to her apartment, already counting down the seconds until I could see her, until I got the call.Her brother.She’d been hit by a car.The words had slammed into me like a goddamn freight train. She was being wheeled into the ICU, and I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t fucking think.All I knew was that when I found the bastard responsible, he was going to wish he never learned how to drive.I barely registered to park the car randomly before I was out, sprinting toward the entrance of the hospital. My heart pounded furiously against my ribs, but it wasn’t just from running. It was the sheer panic clawing at my chest.Then, I saw him.C
AdlanMy footsteps echoed against the sterile hospital floor, each one like a hammer blow against the fragile wall I had built around my emotions.The doctor walked ahead of me, silent, his face carefully neutral. We stopped outside a small room with a window, and he gestured inside.I looked through the glass and immediately spotted him—the boy responsible.He sat hunched on a plastic chair, his face buried in his hands. His shoulders trembled, his entire body looking too small for the weight he carried.Good.I didn't hesitate. I pushed the door open, the click of the latch breaking the tense silence.His head snapped up instantly. Bloodshot eyes met mine, glassy with fear and exhaustion. His face was pale, his breathing uneven. He was young, barely more than a kid and yet, he had nearly shattered my entire world."I'm... I'm so sorry," he stammered, tears already rolling down his cheeks, his voice raw with guilt. I hadn't even spoken yet.I gritted my teeth, an unexpected wave of a
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
LauraThe past three days in the hospital blurred together in an endless cycle of doctor visits, medications, and my brother’s overbearing concern but the one constant, the one unexpected thing was Adlan.He was always there.I knew how important his work was to him. I had seen how ruthless he was in business, how he never let anything disrupt his focus and yet, he had spent every waking minute with me.It was surreal.He cared for me in ways I never imagined he could. He brushed my hair when I was too weak to lift my arms. He made sure I was fed, that I was warm, that I was comfortable.The nurses adored him.They whispered among themselves whenever he walked in—smiling, giggling, even sending me sly looks like you’re so lucky and maybe I was.The only one not enamored with him was my doctor.Probably because Adlan had been glaring at him from the moment they met.I wasn’t sure if it was because the doctor was male or if Adlan just hated the guy on principle but that wasn’t what unse
LauraI floated in darkness, weightless, lost in an endless fog.Pieces of images flickered through my mind; visions of a man with piercing blue eyes, staring at me like I was his entire universe. Then another, younger, his expression carved from sorrow, and finally, a third man with devious green eyes and a wicked, knowing smile.Who were they?The memories twisted through my unconscious state like whispers in the night, just out of reach, taunting me.I bobbed between the land of sleep and sleeplessness, trapped in the void, safe in the darkness... until a sudden pull yanked me back into the world of the living and then, I woke.At first, it felt like waking up from a long, satisfying nap, the kind that left you feeling languid, like a cat stretching under the sun but the moment I opened my eyes, I knew I was wrong.This wasn't my bed.The sharp scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils. I blinked against the blinding white of the hospital room, my body sinking into the stiff mattress.
AdlanMy footsteps echoed against the sterile hospital floor, each one like a hammer blow against the fragile wall I had built around my emotions.The doctor walked ahead of me, silent, his face carefully neutral. We stopped outside a small room with a window, and he gestured inside.I looked through the glass and immediately spotted him—the boy responsible.He sat hunched on a plastic chair, his face buried in his hands. His shoulders trembled, his entire body looking too small for the weight he carried.Good.I didn't hesitate. I pushed the door open, the click of the latch breaking the tense silence.His head snapped up instantly. Bloodshot eyes met mine, glassy with fear and exhaustion. His face was pale, his breathing uneven. He was young, barely more than a kid and yet, he had nearly shattered my entire world."I'm... I'm so sorry," he stammered, tears already rolling down his cheeks, his voice raw with guilt. I hadn't even spoken yet.I gritted my teeth, an unexpected wave of a