ADRIEN She tastes like temptation!I was really struggling to come to terms with what just happened back in the living room. My head was pounding, my heart racing, and my palms still tingling from the heat of Rochelle’s touch. I leaned against the cool marble countertop in the kitchen, hoping the chill would somehow ground me. But it didn’t. My mind kept replaying every detail—her sultry smile, the way her fingers danced across my chest, and how she whispered my name like it was a secret only the two of us shared.Rochelle had seduced me. I wasn’t proud of it, but there was no denying it. She knew exactly what she was doing from the moment she walked into the room, wearing that silk dress that clung to every curve of her body. Her dark eyes locked onto mine with a challenge, daring me to resist her. And for a while, I thought I could. I told myself she was trouble, that she was playing some dangerous game, but damn it, she was too hot to resist.I tried to keep my distance. I reall
ARIES A new sheriff!I was at the gym when Delight called.The sound of metal clanking against metal echoed around me, filling my ears with a rhythm that matched my heartbeat. I had just finished a set of deadlifts when my phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen. That name—Delight—caught me off guard. She rarely called unless it was something serious, usually about business deals that we had cooking or new ventures she was interested in. This time was different. I could feel a twinge of unease, like a storm brewing in the distance.“Hello?” I answered, wiping sweat from my forehead. The usual carefree rhythm of my workout faded as I heard her voice. There was tension in her voice that I hadn't heard before.“Aries, we need to talk.” The urgency in her tone made my stomach drop, and I straightened my back, suddenly alert.“What's going on? You sound worried.” I leaned against the bench, my heart racing as I prepared for the bad news.“It’s about Clucas. He got caught in a gun
ROCHELLE Just friends or…?I was sleeping when I began to hear voices of people laughing from the living room. At first, the sound dripped in and out of my dreams like a distant melody. The rich, lively laughter was warm and inviting, wrapping around me like a soft blanket, even though I felt a flutter of annoyance at being stirred from my much-needed rest.Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sleepy haze clouding my thoughts. I recognized the first voice immediately: it was Adrien. He had a way of making any conversation feel light and fun, his laughter infectious. But the second voice was unfamiliar. Curiosity piqued; I decided to step outside and see what they were up to. I threw on a robe and quietly made my way to the door, my heart fluttering a bit at the anticipation of discovering who might be visiting.As I turned the knob and opened the door, I heard the second speaker clearly. When I realized who it was, I froze. “I just want to make sure Rochelle is alright. I’ve been wor
ARIES My way is the only way!I was under intense pressure already to ensure that Clucas did not blow our cover and tell the sheriff about our gun business. My mind spun with every possible outcome, each more disastrous than the last. I couldn't let this crumble, not after everything I had built. The town depended on my discretion, even if they didn’t know it. And Sheriff Reynolds—well, he wasn’t about to let me walk away from this unscathed.Clucas was a liability now. He wasn’t supposed to be. He was supposed to be a trusted ally, a cog in the well-oiled machine. But greed or fear—maybe both—had turned him into a weak link. He got picked up on some big charge, and suddenly he was singing like a canary, ready to take me and my entire operation down with him.I had exhausted all options I could think of. I even went back to the sheriff to see if there was any way he’d change his mind. Sheriff Reynolds wasn’t known for compromise, especially not with someone like me. He hated ev
ROCHELLE A Dangerous Game!Lately, Aries and Adrien had become so engrossed in their business that they barely noticed me, even when I wore the clothes I thought would be enough to seduce them. I wasn’t asking for much—a lingering glance, a subtle smirk, anything that showed they still saw me. But nothing. Their eyes were glued to their laptops, their conversations laced with deals and deadlines, and their focus on everything except me.I wasn’t just their assistant; I was Rochelle—bold, beautiful, and tired of being ignored. My job was supposed to be simple: manage their schedules, keep things running smoothly, and follow their rules.But now, following their rules didn’t seem so important.Determined to get back their attention, I started going out. Not just out, but out late. Really late. It was a clear violation of the one rule they drilled into my head from day one: Do not come home late without letting us know. They claimed it was for my safety, but I knew it was mo
ROCHELLE At last!Aries walked closer to me, his deep blue eyes piercing into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. He bent over and placed his hands on the bed. His voice was calm, almost too calm, as he said, “Be careful what you ask for, Rochelle. You’ve pushed Adrien and me too far. When we break, we will not be fixed”I held my ground, refusing to back down. I wasn’t about to let either of them intimidate me. “Real men aren’t scared of proving their worth to a woman, especially in a bed that can take the three of us. Prove to me that what's hidden under your pants are not just for display,” I dared them, my voice steady despite the rapid pounding of my heart.Aries’s jaw clenched, and I caught a flicker of something in his eyes—anger? Desire? I couldn’t tell, but I knew I was getting to him. I glanced at Adrien, who stood a few feet away, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the exchange with a stony expression. His silence was unne
ARIES I took care of him!The sheriff had sent for me. My heart skipped a beat when the message arrived, the urgency in his tone clear through the scribbled note. I’d never been one for unfounded panic, but something about this felt different. Adrien sensed it too.“Do you know why he sent for you?” Adrien asked, leaning against the kitchen counter with a concerned expression.“No idea,” I replied, trying to downplay the tension knotting in my stomach. “But I’ve got a bad feeling.” It wasn’t just the urgency of Sheriff Reynolds’ message; it was the weight of our business—the world of guns we operated in, shadowy but lucrative, fraught with danger at every turn.Adrien’s brow furrowed deeper. “I suspect it’s about our gun business. Just… be careful, Aries.”I rolled my eyes but didn’t dismiss his worries outright. “I don’t need a reminder on how to play my cards, Adrien. I’ve dealt with Reynolds before. If he tries anything that threatens our business, he won’t have to worry abou
ROCHELLE A sinking ship!I was just scrolling through F******k on my phone, mindlessly tapping the screen, expecting the usual mix of memes, vacation photos, and celebrity gossip. But then, I stumbled upon something that made my heart sink. There were pictures of my ex-boyfriend, Fred, and Amber, my ex-best friend. My stomach twisted in knots as I looked at their smiling faces on my screen.The photos showed Fred and Amber looking like the perfect couple, wrapped up in each other. In one snapshot, they were holding hands at a park, both of them beaming with happiness. Fred had that charming smile, the one he always used to flash at me when he thought he was being particularly funny. In another picture, they were sitting at a restaurant, leaning in closely, whispering secrets and laughing like there was no one else in the world. It felt like a punch to my gut. They were making the rest of the world envious, and honestly, looking at them made me feel sick.I couldn’t he
ROCHELLENo better way than this!Being back in Aries' and Adrien’s arms felt surreal. I had dreamed of this moment for so long, yet now that it was real, I didn’t know how to process it. My heart felt full, but my body was still weak from everything I had endured. The constant care and attention they gave me were overwhelming in the best way possible. It was as though they were trying to make up for every second of the time we had lost, every ounce of pain they had caused me in the past.Adrien sat beside me on the massive couch in their living room, fluffing pillows and tucking blankets
ARIES We fucking did it!The cold night air bit at my skin as Adrien and I crouched behind the black SUVs parked in the shadows outside the warehouse. The place was surrounded by her guards, all heavily armed, their faces masked with the determination of people who had pledged loyalty to someone as dangerous as Delight. My fingers tightened around the grip of my pistol as I looked at Adrien. His jaw was set, his eyes darker than I had ever seen them. He nodded at me, his silent signal. We were ready.The police had insisted on being part of this raid, but I didn’t trust anyone else to bring Rochelle home. Not after everything that had happened. Delight had taken too much from us already—her betrayal, her lies, her madness. This was personal.“Move in!” one of the officers barked out instructions to his colleagues, and the police stormed the front.“I'm coming with you,” Prince Herold said.“No way!,” I said.“Why?,” he asked.“We can't risk you going in there with
ADRIEN A tip off!The chaos that surrounded Prince Herold’s palace was suffocating. Broken furniture, shattered glass, and bloodstains painted a gruesome picture of the attack from the night before. The air reeked of smoke and sweat, and the sound of paramedics treating the wounded guards mingled with the murmurs of the police officers conducting their investigation.Everything was messed up, really!Aries stood to my left, his arms crossed, his expression a mask of fury barely contained. Herold paced back and forth, his usually regal demeanor now replaced with restless energy. He was mumbling under his breath, blaming himself for what had happened.“I should have saved her! I have let her down,” he kept on saying.I couldn’t argue with him. If we were being honest, we all felt responsible…guilty… almost like we had committed the crime.“Damn it, Adrien,” Aries muttered, his voice low but tight with anger. “How the hell did we let this happen? We had her, bu
DELIGHT I'm always steps ahead!The glass of wine in my hand trembled as rage coursed through me. They had done it again—Aries and Adrien. The brothers thought they were untouchable, didn’t they? Thought they could storm into my world, take Robert, and walk away like they owned the place. The audacity!I slammed the glass onto the table, the crimson liquid sloshing over the rim. My men flinched but said nothing. They knew better than to speak when I was like this. I paced the room, my heels clicking against the marble floor, my mind racing with possibilities.“They think they’ve won,” I said, my voice low and venomous. “But they underestimated me the last time.”One of my men, Marcus, stepped forward cautiously. “What’s the plan, boss?”I smirked, my anger shifting into something darker. “We’re going to hit them where it hurts. Rochelle must pay with her life.”The name tasted bitter on my tongue. Aries and Adrien might be brilliant strategists, but their Achilles’ heel was
ARIES A step ahead…The room was dark except for the faint glow of Adrien’s laptop screen. He was hunched over it, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he brought up satellite images of the city. The tension in the air was thick, heavier than I had ever felt before. We had dealt with a lot of dangerous situations over the years, but this one was personal. Delight had crossed the line by kidnapping Robert.I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, trying to keep my thoughts in order. “You sure you’ve got the right location?” I asked, breaking the silence.Adrien glanced up at me, his eyes cold and calculating. “Positive. The signal from his watch showed up at this abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. She’s using it as her base.”I nodded, pacing the room. “She’s getting bolder. She must know we’d come for him.”“That’s what she’s counting on,” Adrien said. “But we’re not walking into this blind. I’ve already mapped out the weak points in their security. We’
ROCHELLE She threatened to kill him!I stood frozen, my phone trembling in my hand. The moment Delight’s voice cut through the silence, everything around me blurred.“I have your father,” she had said, her tone dripping with malice. “If you ever want to see him alive, you’ll do exactly as I say.”Her words echoed in my mind long after the call ended. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breath came in short, panicked gasps. How had it come to this? My father, an innocent man with no connection to my tangled past, was now a pawn in Delight’s twisted game.I turned to Herold, my mind racing. “She has my father,” I said, my voice cracking. “We need to do something.”Herold’s calm exterior faltered for a moment, his brows knitting together. “What does she want?” he asked, his voice steady but laced with concern.“She didn’t say,” I replied, pacing the room. “She just… she just wanted me to know that she has him. Oh God, Herold, what if she hurts him?”“Calm down,” he said firmly
DELIGHT Playing the death game my way!The party had become a nightmare I barely escaped.I had seen her. Rochelle. The corner of her lips curled in a triumphant smirk as she leaned toward one of the guards obviously attached to her. My heart raced as I watched her whisper something into his ear.The guard’s expression darkened, and I saw him gesture subtly to a group of men stationed near the exit. My breath hitched. They were coming for me, I knew it.I knew I needed to do something, else I'd be the one begging to have her life spared.I couldn’t afford to panic. Not here, not now. Years of being on edge had taught me to think fast. As the guards started moving in my direction, I casually slipped behind a group of chatting guests. I smiled politely, pretending to laugh at a joke I didn’t hear, before slipping through a side door that led to the kitchen.Inside, I found the catering staff busy with trays of different delicacies.“You need something, ma'am?,” one of them asked
ARIES The devil was our housemate!The air in the study felt suffocating, even though the windows were cracked open to let in the cool evening breeze. Adrien paced the room, his polished shoes clicking against the hardwood floor. I sat on the edge of my desk, my arms crossed, trying to keep my temper in check.The party was over. Everyone had left, but Rochelle’s face, her voice, her very presence, was still vivid in my mind. She wasn’t just a memory anymore. She was here, alive, but hunted.We couldn’t let whoever tried to kill her succeed a second time.She had refused to tell us who it was… Or maybe she didn't have a clue who. That made our task even more complicated than it already was.Adrien stopped pacing and looked at me. “We need to start somewhere, Aries. But this isn’t just about finding the truth—it’s about protecting Rochelle. She’s already been through enough.”I nodded, my jaw tight. “Agreed. But finding the truth is the only way we can protect her. Whoever did th
ROCHELLE Finally, the truth!The more I looked at her, the more convinced I was that she was the one. It wasn’t just a resemblance. It was her. Rochelle. The woman we’d loved and lost, the woman we had mourned, the woman we’d failed to save. Yet here she was, standing next to Prince Herold as if the last three years had been nothing but a cruel dream.Beside me, Aries went rigid. His glass of whiskey trembled in his hand before he set it down on the bar with a sharp clink. “Adrien,” he whispered, his voice taut with disbelief, “tell me I’m not seeing things.”“You’re not,” I muttered, my eyes glued to her. Rochelle. Alive. Breathing. Laughing softly at something Herold said. The sight of her felt like a punch to the gut and a balm to my soul, all at once.Delight’s honeyed voice interrupted my thoughts. “Gentlemen,” she purred, sidling up to us. “You’re staring. Quite rude, don’t you think?” Her tone was light, but her eyes glinted with suspicion.Aries barely spared h