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Laura The dress clung to my body like a second skin, tracing the curves that weren't as defined without it. The smooth silver fabric shimmered under the dim lighting of my bedroom, accentuating every dip and swell, giving the illusion of a perfectly sculpted hourglass shape. It stopped mid-thigh with delicate ruffles lining the hem. The thin straps framed my shoulders, and the plunging V-neckline teased just enough skin without revealing too much. The diamond embellishments at the neckline caught the light, adding an ethereal touch. I looked expensive. I had taken my time with my makeup, keeping it subtle but elegant, enhancing the features I often overlooked. My hair was swept into a high bun, with loose strands framing my face and grazing my shoulders. For once, I felt proud of myself. The moment I finished, my phone chimed with a message. It was from Adlan. ‘Come outside.’ I took one last look in the mirror before grabbing my clutch and hurrying to the door. His car was a
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Laura Adlan sat on the edge of the bed, his tie loosened, his shirt wrinkled, his knuckles raw from the fight. He didn't look at me. He didn't look at anything. Just stared into the void, as if searching for something to ground him. His fingers flexed, rolling his wrist like he was preparing for another hit. The motion was slow, controlled, dangerous. I exhaled softly, and the sound made him lift his head, his eyes locking onto mine. There was something unreadable in his gaze—anger, disgust but not at me. At him. The man from earlier. But why? I crossed my arms. "Are you going to say something, or just keep staring?" His jaw clenched. "You don't get to speak to me like that." His voice was sharp. Cold. A stark contrast to the warmth I had come to know. I frowned. "What do you mean?" He didn't say anything, instead, he turned away, his wrist still rolling as if testing its strength. I glanced down at his busted knuckles. "Does it hurt?" "Does it matter?" His tone was clippe
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Adlan Anger has always been the foundation of my existence. It was my default state, the only emotion I truly understood. It lived in my chest, tightening like a steel vice, coiling in my throat, clenching my fists. I could be a god in those moments if I wanted—Hades in his wrath, Zeus in his fury, Thor wielding his power with reckless abandon. The rage gave me strength, made me untouchable, made me a force that even I feared but I didn’t want to be that man with her. I wanted to be different. Better. I wanted to be gentle with her. I wanted to touch her like she was something sacred, something irreplaceable and right now, God help me. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anything in my entire life. She lay beneath me, her body arching into my touch, her breath coming in shallow, needy gasps. Her skin was hot, burning under my lips as I kissed my way down her neck. I nipped at her pulse, savoring the way she trembled against me. A soft moan escaped her lips, and it nearly
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Laura The cafe was alive with noise—murmured conversations, the hiss of an espresso machine, the clatter of silverware against ceramic plates but despite the bustle, I had chosen a quiet corner, tucked away from the world, my little island of solitude. A cup of milk tea sat in front of me, steam curling into the air, alongside a cinnamon roll drenched in raspberry pudding. Normally, I would have savored the rich, warm flavors, but today, my mind was elsewhere. I stared out the window, watching the blur of pedestrians pass by, my fingers absently toying with the paper straw in my drink. "My life can't be real." The words slipped from my lips, barely above a whisper, but the weight of them pressed heavily on my chest. I hadn't heard from Adlan since last night. The realization gnawed at me, turning my stomach into knots. I told myself I wasn't going to call him either. I told myself I had too much pride for that but deep down, I knew it wasn't pride keeping me from reaching out.
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Laura A raw, rough cry tore from my throat before I even realized it had come from me. My knees hit the ground, but the pain was nothing compared to the sheer terror clawing at my chest. Hands grabbed at me, trying to pull me to my feet, but I shoved past them, my entire focus locked on the ambulance ahead. "Christian." I needed to get to him. I had to get to him. "Hold on, ma'am, only one family member is allowed," a paramedic said, stepping in front of me, his arm raised like a barrier between me and my brother. "I'm his sister!" I screamed, my voice hoarse, my vision blurred with tears. He frowned, glancing toward the ambulance where a blonde girl sat, her expression unreadable. "Do you know this woman?" he asked her. I turned my gaze to her, waiting for confirmation, waiting for her to say yes, that's his sister, waiting for her to grant me access to my own brother but she shook her head. No. The word felt like a gunshot to the chest. My breath caught, my fingers curlin
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Adlan I stared at her for a long moment, my mind struggling to process the emotions surging through me. Her eyes were swollen, red-rimmed with exhaustion, and though she tried to mask it, I could see the fear lingering there. That was when I realized, I had come here furious. I must have looked intimidating as hell, especially after last night. I took a slow breath, forcing my features into a calm mask, willing my anger to settle beneath the surface. "What are you doing here?" We spoke at the same time, our voices colliding in the thick, sterile air between us. I motioned for her to go first. She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, a passerby jostled her shoulder. The interruption made me realize we were standing in the middle of the hospital entrance, blocking the flow of traffic. I didn't move right away. Instead, I glared at the man, silently daring him to bump into her again. Then, without a word, I placed my hand on her back and guided her to the waiting area.
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Laura I didn't know what I expected Adlan's father to look like, but it certainly wasn't this. The man lying in the middle of the oversized bed, round and soft-looking, was a far cry from the monster I had envisioned. I peeked around the lavish room, taking in its sheer size, the expensive furnishings, the private hospital suite that probably cost more than an entire year's rent. It wasn't the first time I wondered just how rich Adlan truly was. I lingered slightly behind him, my fingers brushing the fabric of his suit jacket as I observed the silent war raging between the father and son. Adlan's jaw locked, his entire body radiating tension. His shoulders were stiff, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides but it was his eyes that betrayed the true depth of his fury—Burning. Unforgiving. His father, however, had a completely different energy, one that almost mocked the hostility in the room. "Adlan! My favorite son, you came!" His father's voice boomed through the sui
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Laura I stood before the mirror, adjusting my dress, trying to focus on the preparations for tonight but my mind kept slipping back. Back to the car ride, back to what he did to me, back to the way I fell apart beneath his touch. 4 hours earlier The car ride was tense, thick with unspoken words. The weight of what had happened between us, what almost did happen lingered in the air like a storm waiting to break. I didn't regret choosing Adlan. Not for a second. Not even with his anger, his self-loathing, his resistance to believing he was worthy of me. If given the chance, I'd choose him again. Again and again and again but he sat rigid in his seat, gripping the steering wheel too tightly, his jaw clenched, his posture screaming frustration. I reached out, resting my hand on his thigh. "I don't regret picking you." He didn't turn to me and didn't react at first but his lips quirked up slightly to show that he'd heard me. I squeezed his leg before I continued. "But I don't want y
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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
Letter to Laura George Chapter 52
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
Letter to Laura George Chapter 51
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.
Letter to Laura George Chapter 50
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
Letter to Laura George Chapter 49
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,
Letter to Laura George Chapter 48
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
Letter to Laura George Chapter 47
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
Letter to Laura George Chapter 46
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.
Letter to Laura George Chapter 45
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
