Settling into Aiden’s family life brought unexpected joy, and I found myself forming a genuine bond with Mrs. Wolf. She was elegant yet warm, the kind of person who made anyone feel comfortable in her presence. Her laugh, light and genuine, was contagious, and I felt closer to her with each conversation we shared.One morning, over coffee in the garden, Mrs. Wolf looked at me with a smile. “Amira, I’m so glad you’re here. Aiden’s been a different person since you came into his life, you know.”I blushed, unsure of what to say. “He’s… different than I thought he’d be. But in a good way.”Mrs. Wolf’s gaze softened. “He’s lucky to have you. And,” she added with a wink, “Leo seems to agree.”I laughed as Leo, my golden retriever, lay stretched out at my feet, his eyes half-closed in contentment. “Leo is my rock,” I said, reaching down to scratch his ears. “He’s been with me through everything.”As the idea came to me, I looked up at her with excitement. “Actually, I was thinking about get
I stared at Ryan, completely frozen, my heart racing. Of all places, of all times…why did he have to come here now? I opened the door to let him in, then immediately shut it, putting a finger to my lips to keep him quiet.“Ryan, what are you doing here?” I whispered, exasperated but relieved. “Do you have any idea what could happen if Aiden finds you?”He shrugged, though his face showed genuine concern. “I couldn’t just sit back and do nothing, Amira. I was worried about you.”I glared at him, whisper-yelling, “Well, now I’m worried about you! You being here is a risk—for both of us.” I looked toward the door, every second feeling like an eternity. Then, just as I feared, there was a knock.We both jumped. My heart sank. Aiden.“Amira?” Aiden’s voice came from the other side, low and suspicious. “Why is the door locked?”Ryan’s eyes widened, and he whispered, “I’ll hide. Do whatever you have to.”I nodded quickly, shoving him toward the large, empty box near the corner of the room. b
As soon as Aiden stepped into the bathroom, I frantically dialed the delivery company, instructing them to pick up the box immediately. My heart raced as I turned to look at the box where Ryan was hiding. Through the tiny hole he’d made to watch from inside, I caught his eyes, silently urging him to stay still and calm. My pulse hammered, knowing that one wrong move could spell disaster.Just as I ended the call, Aiden emerged from the bathroom, his bare chest glistening with water droplets, a towel wrapped around his waist. He caught me off guard, and I swallowed hard, forcing myself to look at my phone instead of the striking figure he made in front of me.He tilted his head, giving me a suspicious look. his eyes were sharp, as if already sensing that something was wrong.He was wearing a black blazer.Then we moved down, Aiden keeping his hand possessively on my waist.Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway. I exhaled with relief as the delivery men entered, read
The atmosphere was thick with tension, and Aiden sat on the couch like a predator, watching my every move. His gaze was intense, like he was daring me to make an excuse. I took a cautious step forward, raising my hand in a small gesture, trying to defuse the storm I felt brewing in him.“Aiden, let me explain—”“Shut the fuck up!” he roared, his voice booming through the room and cutting through me like a blade. His mother, standing nearby, looked completely bewildered, her eyes darting between us. I flinched, my heart pounding wildly. Aiden’s fists clenched as he gripped the edge of the couch, his knuckles turning white, barely containing his rage.Then, from outside, I heard a scream—a familiar voice. My heart froze as I recognized Ryan’s voice. My eyes darted toward the entrance, and through the large windows, I saw two of Aiden’s men holding Ryan by his arms, barely letting him stand upright as they struck him.Without thinking, I moved to stop them. I was few incessantly before r
Trigger warning 🔞🔞🔞🔞I stood in stunned silence as Aiden dragged me into the bedroom, his hand gripping my neck forcefully. His eyes were blazing with a possession I had never seen before. He slammed the door shut behind us, the sound echoing through the room like a gunshot.I stumbled backwards, my heart pounding in my chest. Aiden began to shed his suit, loosened his tie, then his coat, throwing them carelessly to the floor. I watched him approach, my body instinctively taking a step back with each one he took forward, until I found myself pressed against the edge of the bed.I lost my balance and fell back onto the mattress, I moved back with my elbows.my head hitting the headboard with a thud. Aiden was on me in an instant, his body caging me in. I tried to squirm away but he grabbed my wrists in one large hand, easily subduing my struggle.He reached for his tie and used it to bind my wrists above my head, securing them to the bedpost. I looked up at him in shock and fear
"You're a virgin," he stated, his voice a mix of surprise and excitement.I turned my face away, too humiliated to meet his gaze. He pulled out of me and I felt a gush of blood flow out of me. He reached down and wiped my tears, then leaned in to kiss my neck, his lips soft and possessive against my skin."I love you, Amira," he murmured. "You're mine now, all mine."But even as he spoke the words, a small part of me rebelled against them. I didn't want to be owned, to be controlled by his jealousy and possessiveness. So I lashed out, desperate to hurt him the way he had hurt me."You know what, Aiden?" I began, my voice shaky. "Ryan fucks me way better than you ever could.”The effect was immediate. Aiden's face darkened, his eyes flashing with rage. Now I got feeling that I made a wrong decision.You are so fucked up Amira - this is the only thing that was running my mind.He practically snarled as he slammed back into me, setting a brutal pace that left me gasping and crying out.
I watched Amira crumble before my eyes, her breaths shallow and fast, her entire frame trembling as though the weight of the world had collapsed onto her shoulders.Her hand clutched the edge of the table as she staggered toward the balcony, desperate for air. She looked like she was suffocating, her movements frantic, her eyes darting as if she were searching for an escape—from me.Her hand slipped from the table, and she fell to her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably. My heart dropped. “Amira” I rushed forward, my hands outstretched, ready to catch her, to hold her and soothe her the way she always refused to let anyone else do.“Don’t,” she gasped, her voice barely audible but laced with fear. She flinched away from me, recoiling as though my touch would burn her.That movement—so small, yet so devastating—struck me harder than any blow ever could. She was afraid of me. Afraid. Of me.My chest tightened as the realization sank in, a cold, bitter weight settling in my gut. I
This night in the bar, I found Ryan with bruised face sitting on the counter , it seemed like he couldn’t get out from his feelings.I sat near him like I won.But,Ryan’s words had pierced through me like a thousand daggers, each one sharper with a sarcastic smile.“You can’t keep her in your gilded cage forever, Aiden,” Ryan had said, his smug grin grating on my nerves. “She’s not some trophy to be won. You let her go for even a second, and she’ll run to me. Face it—you’ll never be the man she wants.”I clenched my fists under the table, the urge to wrap my hands around his throat barely contained. But I didn’t. I had to be smarter than that. Killing him in a public bar would solve nothing, and besides, I wanted to break him in a way he would never forget.I leaned back in my seat, keeping my voice calm despite the fire raging inside me. “Amira isn’t running to anyone,” I said evenly. “Least of all, to you.”Ryan laughed, the sound mocking and filled with disdain. “Oh, Aiden, you’re
The morning sun glared through my apartment windows as Mia barged in unceremoniously, dragging Eva and Daniel behind her.“Get up, Amira! We’re going out, and you’re not saying no!” Mia declared, hands on her hips.I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head. “Mia, it’s Monday. Don’t you guys have duty!”“Nope. Why do we have to fear for job security if we have Mia The great,” Daniel added, grinning as he plopped onto the edge of my bed.“Besides,” Eva chimed in, “we already planned the whole thing. It’s a half-day trip. You’ll thank us later.”Realizing resistance was futile, I sighed and dragged myself out of bed.When we got downstairs, I felt a bit awkward seeing him. Ryan was sitting in the driver’s seat of the car, waiting with a smile.“Oh no,” I muttered, turning to Mia. “This isn’t what I signed up for.”She smirked. “Relax. It’s a group thing. Ryan just happens to be driving. Pure coincidence.”“Sure,” I replied dryly, sliding into the front passenger seat as they shoved me
I was at the grocery store, trying to focus on my list, when something caught my eye—a large magazine cover displayed near the checkout counter. Aiden’s face stared back at me, his signature smirk perfectly captured in the glossy photograph. The headline boasted about his latest project and his growing influence in the business world.I froze for a moment, my stomach churning. Just as I tried to look away, two girls nearby began giggling and whispering, their voices carrying across the aisle.“Oh my God, have you seen him? He’s so hot,” one of them said, holding up the magazine.“Right? I wouldn’t mind being locked in a boardroom with him,” the other added with a sly laugh.I arched an eyebrow in disbelief, gripping the tomatoes in my hand. Their voices grated on my nerves, and an irrational urge to shut them up with the tomato in my basket.“Do they even know what they’re talking about?” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head.Deciding I’d had enough, I left the store in a hurry
The day Denis asked for my help turned out to be a turning point in the stillness of my life. At first, I hesitated when he called, his voice apologetic as he explained his situation. His son Adam needed to be picked up from school, and with an unfinished workload at the office, he had no one else to rely on. Something about his tone left me unable to say no.“I’ll do it,” I said simply, knowing I needed to step outside my cocoon for once.I grabbed my keys and headed out, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. It felt strange stepping out after so many days of isolation, but I also felt a lightness in my chest—a sense of normalcy.I reached the school and found Adam waiting with his backpack, his face lighting up when he saw me.“Amira!” he called, running toward me.I smiled at his excitement. “Hey, Adam. Ready to go?”He nodded eagerly, holding my hand as we walked back to the car. He was chatty on the ride home, telling me all about his day, his friends, and a funny story abou
I opened my eyes slowly, the world around me gradually coming into focus. I was really scared about the most fu*k imagination. I never got scared of Aiden like yesterday . The ceiling above me looked strangely familiar. The soft hum of silence filled the air, broken only by the occasional muffled sound of the city outside. I sat up abruptly, my breath catching as realization dawned.This was my room. My apartment. My sanctuary in the U.S.I blinked, trying to process how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was chaos—a whirlwind of emotions, arguments, and Aiden. Always Aiden.I looked around the room, my gaze landing on a familiar sight. Leo, my loyal companion, my little bundle of warmth, lay curled up in his basket near the window. His soft golden fur rose and fell with his steady breaths, a comforting rhythm amidst the confusion swirling in my mind.“Leo,” I whispered, my voice trembling. He stirred at the sound of my voice, lifting his head and giving me a sleepy look bef
This night in the bar, I found Ryan with bruised face sitting on the counter , it seemed like he couldn’t get out from his feelings.I sat near him like I won.But,Ryan’s words had pierced through me like a thousand daggers, each one sharper with a sarcastic smile.“You can’t keep her in your gilded cage forever, Aiden,” Ryan had said, his smug grin grating on my nerves. “She’s not some trophy to be won. You let her go for even a second, and she’ll run to me. Face it—you’ll never be the man she wants.”I clenched my fists under the table, the urge to wrap my hands around his throat barely contained. But I didn’t. I had to be smarter than that. Killing him in a public bar would solve nothing, and besides, I wanted to break him in a way he would never forget.I leaned back in my seat, keeping my voice calm despite the fire raging inside me. “Amira isn’t running to anyone,” I said evenly. “Least of all, to you.”Ryan laughed, the sound mocking and filled with disdain. “Oh, Aiden, you’re
I watched Amira crumble before my eyes, her breaths shallow and fast, her entire frame trembling as though the weight of the world had collapsed onto her shoulders.Her hand clutched the edge of the table as she staggered toward the balcony, desperate for air. She looked like she was suffocating, her movements frantic, her eyes darting as if she were searching for an escape—from me.Her hand slipped from the table, and she fell to her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably. My heart dropped. “Amira” I rushed forward, my hands outstretched, ready to catch her, to hold her and soothe her the way she always refused to let anyone else do.“Don’t,” she gasped, her voice barely audible but laced with fear. She flinched away from me, recoiling as though my touch would burn her.That movement—so small, yet so devastating—struck me harder than any blow ever could. She was afraid of me. Afraid. Of me.My chest tightened as the realization sank in, a cold, bitter weight settling in my gut. I
"You're a virgin," he stated, his voice a mix of surprise and excitement.I turned my face away, too humiliated to meet his gaze. He pulled out of me and I felt a gush of blood flow out of me. He reached down and wiped my tears, then leaned in to kiss my neck, his lips soft and possessive against my skin."I love you, Amira," he murmured. "You're mine now, all mine."But even as he spoke the words, a small part of me rebelled against them. I didn't want to be owned, to be controlled by his jealousy and possessiveness. So I lashed out, desperate to hurt him the way he had hurt me."You know what, Aiden?" I began, my voice shaky. "Ryan fucks me way better than you ever could.”The effect was immediate. Aiden's face darkened, his eyes flashing with rage. Now I got feeling that I made a wrong decision.You are so fucked up Amira - this is the only thing that was running my mind.He practically snarled as he slammed back into me, setting a brutal pace that left me gasping and crying out.
Trigger warning 🔞🔞🔞🔞I stood in stunned silence as Aiden dragged me into the bedroom, his hand gripping my neck forcefully. His eyes were blazing with a possession I had never seen before. He slammed the door shut behind us, the sound echoing through the room like a gunshot.I stumbled backwards, my heart pounding in my chest. Aiden began to shed his suit, loosened his tie, then his coat, throwing them carelessly to the floor. I watched him approach, my body instinctively taking a step back with each one he took forward, until I found myself pressed against the edge of the bed.I lost my balance and fell back onto the mattress, I moved back with my elbows.my head hitting the headboard with a thud. Aiden was on me in an instant, his body caging me in. I tried to squirm away but he grabbed my wrists in one large hand, easily subduing my struggle.He reached for his tie and used it to bind my wrists above my head, securing them to the bedpost. I looked up at him in shock and fear
The atmosphere was thick with tension, and Aiden sat on the couch like a predator, watching my every move. His gaze was intense, like he was daring me to make an excuse. I took a cautious step forward, raising my hand in a small gesture, trying to defuse the storm I felt brewing in him.“Aiden, let me explain—”“Shut the fuck up!” he roared, his voice booming through the room and cutting through me like a blade. His mother, standing nearby, looked completely bewildered, her eyes darting between us. I flinched, my heart pounding wildly. Aiden’s fists clenched as he gripped the edge of the couch, his knuckles turning white, barely containing his rage.Then, from outside, I heard a scream—a familiar voice. My heart froze as I recognized Ryan’s voice. My eyes darted toward the entrance, and through the large windows, I saw two of Aiden’s men holding Ryan by his arms, barely letting him stand upright as they struck him.Without thinking, I moved to stop them. I was few incessantly before r