The air between them had felt almost perfect, as if the world outside their intimate moments didn't exist. But that morning, as Belle sat alone in the quiet of their shared apartment, her mind started to wander back to something that had been lingering on the edges of her consciousness. There had always been a distance to Noah, a part of him he kept hidden.
She didn’t like secrets, but she also didn’t want to pry. After all, wasn’t everyone entitled to some part of themselves, a small piece they kept to themselves? But lately, Belle couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever Noah was hiding was big. Bigger than she had originally thought.
The unease grew in her chest as she recalled fleeting moments, Noah’s hesitation when she’d asked about his past, the way his phone would sometimes buzz with a message that left his face tight with tension.
Today, that tension was palpable even when he wasn’t in the room. She could feel i
Belle had always known that Noah wasn’t a simple man. From the moment their paths crossed again after years apart, there had been an undercurrent of secrecy that ran beneath his charm—a past he rarely spoke of. In their most intimate moments, he’d open up just enough to let her feel like she knew him, but she always sensed that there were parts of him he kept locked away.Now, as she walked across campus, that feeling of unease settled over her like a heavy fog. The crisp autumn air did little to shake the chill creeping into her bones. It was a stark contrast to the warmth and intimacy they had shared just hours before, when they lay tangled together in her bed, blissfully lost in each other’s embrace. That morning had been a reminder of how far they’d come, a moment of bliss she had never expected to experience with him. Yet, as she navigated through the throngs of students, laughter and chatter echoing all around, her mind was consumed with qu
The air felt electric in the wake of their conversation, a mixture of tension and determination threading between Belle and Noah as they settled into a new reality. With their families’ tangled histories looming over them, every moment spent together felt charged with possibility—and danger.Belle took a deep breath, looking around her apartment as if seeing it for the first time. This space, once a sanctuary, was now a potential battleground, a place where secrets could unravel and truths could surface. Her heart raced at the thought of what was to come.“Okay,” she said, breaking the silence that had settled between them. “What’s our first step?”Noah looked thoughtful for a moment, his brows furrowing as he considered their options. “We need to gather information—understand what exactly we’re dealing with. I have some contacts who might be able to help us look into your family’s past, the busin
The following morning brought a strange stillness. The sunlight trickled through the blinds in Belle’s room, casting long golden streaks across the bed where she lay, staring at the ceiling. Her conversation with Noah the night before replayed in her mind on an endless loop.She had sensed something was coming—something more than the little secrets everyone keeps. But she hadn't expected the weight of Noah’s revelations, nor the danger he hinted at. He wasn’t just a man running from a troubled past; he was someone entangled in a web of criminal dealings, deceit, and betrayal—things far darker and more dangerous than she had imagined.And now, it wasn’t just about protecting him. If Noah had enemies, she was at risk, too. The thought sent a chill through her, but at the same time, she couldn’t imagine walking away. No matter how dark Noah’s past was, no matter how deep his secrets ran, she was in this for the long haul.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the apartment. The amber glow of twilight filtered through the blinds, painting the walls with a warm, fleeting light. Belle moved quietly around the kitchen, her mind racing as she set two glasses of wine on the counter. Tonight felt different. Noah had been distant lately, a little too preoccupied with things he hadn’t yet explained, and although he tried to hide it, she could sense the tension building.They lived together, sharing space, sharing moments, and yet there was still a part of him that felt unreachable. Belle had always known Noah had secrets, had a past buried in shadows, but it was growing harder to ignore the weight of what he wasn’t telling her.She poured the wine slowly, trying to focus on something other than the knots in her stomach. She loved him, trusted him, but there were times when she caught him staring off into the distance, as if lost in a memory he couldn’t
Belle’s breath quickened as she found herself in a dimly lit room, the air charged with anticipation. Shadows danced around her, but she didn’t need to see to know who was near, she could feel his presence, his heat, his energy. Noah could feel the way her breathing quickened and how her body reacted to his touches, tracing the curve of her jaw, making her tremble. His touch was everywhere. His fingers glided over her skin, igniting a fire within her that she hadn’t known existed. His hands, warm and strong, traced the curve of her waist, drawing her closer until she was pressed against his chest.Noah was close, so close that she could feel his breath on her neck, hot and heavy, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. A soft moan escaped her lips as he kissed her neck, nipping lightly at her skin and then soothing it gently with his tongue. She arched her back, yielding to the feeling, her fingers digging into his chest as if she needed his embrace to remain conscious. Noah placed
Most of the guests had gone away and only a few were seen here and there. Belle felt like her heart might burst with anxiety. Noah was still there and every second felt like an eternity with him so close. She tried to maintain her cool demeanor, knowing there was underlying tension between them. She had to use all her strength to stay calm, which was hard when he was around. “How about some coffee before we all go to bed?” Lara suggested with a gentle smile. No one could say no to that.”Brilliant!” Mikhail agreed and followed Lara to the kitchen to help.Belle felt her cheeks flush as she tried to avoid Noah's gaze. He chuckled softly at something Luke said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.In the lawn, they gathered around the coffee table, with Noah taking the chair across from Belle, his eyes already fixed on her, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. She immediately averted her eyes, her heart beating faster.“So, Noah…” Mikhail folded his arms comfortably and tilted
Their lips met. Belle felt breathless, her heart racing. It was the first time a man came so close to her. The kiss lasted barely two seconds as she didn’t know what to do. She pulled away almost immediately, gasping for air, feeling the tremble of inexperience coursing through her.Noah's gaze softened, but a playful smirk tugged at his lips. "Did you like it?"Belle nodded her head slowly as couldn't trust herself to speak, her cheeks flushing. She felt so shy that she didn’t dare to raise her face and look at him."One more time?" He asked in a low and husky tone which made her feel restless in need.She nodded again. She shut her eyes as he felt leaning closer to her. This time, when their lips met, it seemed different. This time the kiss felt more intense and passionate. She tried to pull away again instinctively, but he didn’t let her, instead his hands came up to cup her face, holding her in place. The kiss deepened, his lips controlling hers, drawing her into a dance she was on
It was around 5 in the morning when a knock on Belle's door interrupted the moment between her and Noah. The sound sliced through the stillness, snapping them back to reality. Belle gasped and her eyes flew open. Noah’s body was still pressed tightly onto her and she felt his warm breath on her neck. The knock echoed again, this time louder and more insistent. Belle's heartbeat pounded in her ears as Noah pulled away from her, his jaw clenched, his mood shifting sharply from the intimacy they just shared to something more guarded, almost dangerous."Who could that be at this hour?" She whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of anxiety and fear. Her voice barely above a whisper. Her body was still jingling from the intensity of the night, but now an uneasy fear began to creep up her spine. “You need to hide!" She glanced around the room, frantically searching for a place for him