_Chase’s POV_Before I could grasp her words, she wrapped her hands around my neck and slammed her lips into mine, hot and demanding.I was frozen for a second before I pulled her away, but her eyes burned with passion.I stared at Elodie, my mind reeling with shock. What was she doing? One minute she was pushing me away, and the next, she was kissing me like she wanted to devour me whole.I tried to push her back, but my body betrayed me. My hands lingered on her shoulders, my fingers digging into her skin."Elodie, stop," I growled, trying to sound firm. But my voice was laced with desire.She didn't listen. She just kept kissing me, her lips soft and insistent. I felt my resolve crumbling, my body responding to her touch.I tried to reason with her, to explain the danger that we could be caught at anytime. But she didn't care. She just kept pushing, her body pressed against mine."Elodie, please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "You don't understand. There are things...peopl
I lay there, my body still reeling from the intensity of our encounter. Chase's body was still wrapped around mine, his chest heaving with exertion.I couldn't believe what had just happened. I'd never felt so alive, so consumed by desire. Chase's touch had set me on fire, and I'd never been able to extinguish the flames.As I looked into his eyes, I saw something there that gave me pause. Something that made me wonder if I'd made a mistake.But I couldn't think about that now. All I could think about was the way he'd made me feel. The way he'd touched me, kissed me, possessed me.I felt a shiver run down my spine as I remembered the way he'd taken control, the way he'd demanded my submission. It was exhilarating, terrifying, and utterly addictive.I knew I should be scared. I knew I should be worried about the consequences of our actions. But all I could think about was the way he'd made me feel.We still had a lot of things to talk about. A lot of issues to iron out, but at that mom
I walked into the living room, expecting to see Daniel and my mother engrossed in their usual morning routine. But instead, I was met with a scene that made my heart skip a beat.Daniel was standing by the window, his face pale and shocked. My mother was sitting on the couch, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion. And standing in the doorway, looking like a shadow from the past, was a man I had never seen before.But Daniel's reaction told me something was off. He looked like he had seen a ghost."Chase?" Daniel whispered, his voice trembling with shock.The man, Chase, took a step forward, his eyes scanning the room as if taking in every detail. "Daniel," he said, his voice low and rough from disuse.I felt like I was in a dream, unable to process what was happening. Who was this man? And why was Daniel reacting like this?My mother was the first to speak up, her voice shaking with anger. "Who are you?" she demanded, pointing at Chase. "And what's going on here?"The man’s e
As Daniel pushed open the door, we all expected to see Chase, the impostor, sitting on the bed or standing by the window. But what we saw left us all stunned.The room was empty.Completely and utterly empty.My mother's eyes scanned the room, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Where is he?" she whispered.Daniel took a step forward, his eyes scanning the space as if expecting Chase to materialize out of thin air. "I don't understand," he muttered. "He was just here."I felt a wave of panic wash over me. Where had Chase gone? Had he escaped? And why?The real Chase, who had been standing behind us, stepped forward, his eyes scanning the room. "This is impossible," he muttered. "He can't just vanish into thin air."Their words went over my head as my mind reeled with the fact that he was right here one second, and wasn’t here the next. He hadn’t left the house. His window was closed, and even if –hypothetically– he had jumped out the window, he would have sustained serious injuries becau
_Chase’s POV_I paced the tiny, dimly lit room of Laila’s cottage, my chest heaving with each ragged breath. I balled my hands in fists yo keep from slamming it into her all or furniture. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel my anger simmering just below the surface.I was fuming. I was livid."Why didn't you think this through?" I demanded, my voice low and menacing. It was a question I'd asked multiple times already, but Laila's nonchalant response only fueled my frustration."I got the facts right... mostly," she said, her tone light, almost flippant. I laughed, a humorless sound that sent a shiver down my spine."Do you have any idea what you've done?" I bellowed, my eyes bulging with rage. Laila's expression remained serene, but a hint of amusement danced in her eyes."Oh, please. I got you out of there just in time. You would've been toast," she said, her voice as calm as a summer breeze.I took a step closer, my heart pounding in my chest. "And whose fault would tha
Chase's POVI stood outside Natalie's apartment building, my eyes scanning the area for any signs of trouble. I had been watching her for days, studying her routine, and I knew she was alone tonight. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come.I entered the building, my movements swift and silent. I reached Natalie's apartment door and knocked, my heart pounding in my chest.The door opened, and Natalie stood before me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Chase!" she exclaimed, her voice husky with emotion. I smiled, trying to appear nonchalant. "Hey, Natalie. Can I come in?"Natalie stepped aside, her eyes never leaving mine. "Of course," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.From her reaction, I could tell she hadn’t heard anything suspicious, and more than it made me relieved, it made me wonder. I entered the apartment, my eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. But it was just Natalie."Natalie, I need to talk to you about something," I said, my vo
I sat at the small café, nursing my coffee and trying to focus on Hailey's conversation. But my mind kept wandering, consumed by thoughts of Chase and the mystery surrounding him. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was missing something, that there was a piece of the puzzle that I hadn't quite grasped yet.It had been a whole week, and still no news about him. Almost like he had never existed. Like I had conjured everything up in my mind.While Daniel and my mother had fallen into a routine of getting to know Daniel’s real brother, after giving up their search for Chase, I seemed to be trapped in a whirlwind of my own emotions.It didn’t help that Daniel gave me weird glances and asked me subtle questions that suggested that I knew something.I had tried to reach Chase, but all to no avail. I had gone to his penthouse an unhealthy amount of time in the past week, but he never showed up.The silence was eating at me, and rather than getting better, I felt my heart break a little more
Pain. I felt pain all over my body like I had been run over by a speeding truck. Multiple times.I tried to open my eyes, but my lids felt very heavy. I tried to move, but I couldn’t.Taking in a deep breath of air, I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was in a bedroom, but it wasn't mine. The room was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light peeking through the curtains. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my head, making me wince. I fell back onto the pillow, trying to remember how I got there.As I struggled to recall, a scent wafted through the air, familiar yet distant. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the smell of Chase's cologne. I tried to sit up again, this time more slowly, and that's when I saw him. He was sitting in a chair beside the bed, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of guilt and concern.“Easy,” a deep voice said as I tried to sit up.My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I stared at the man that made me feel like I wa