"I'm not yours!" I snap, my eyes narrowing into slits as I glare at him. A wicked grin curls on his lips. "Oh, but you are, little deer. How can you even begin to deny it?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he drags his nose along my skin, inhaling deeply. "You let me touch you. Now, you. Are. Mine." I shake my head vigorously, my voice trembling as I stammer, "I... I wasn't awake. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was him!" The words spill out, more an attempt to convince myself than to sway him. His dark, sinister laugh reverberates as he presses closer, pinning me against the wall, his body a cage around mine. "Yet your eyes were fixed on his face, weren't they, little deer? Even as you came so hard around my fingers." He's right. My heart pounds as I recall the moment, my gaze locked on Justin, terrified he would wake and discover us. Luna thought she had everything she wanted—a loving relationship with her boyfriend, Justin, and a life that felt secure. But everything changed in a single, haunting night. For years, Luna had been living under the shadow of a mysterious stalker, someone who invaded her apartment, left unsettlingly sweet gifts, and even stole her clothing. She never imagined that the danger was closer than she could have ever suspected. After a night of partying, Luna drifts off to sleep between Justin and his best friend, Dante. But what she doesn't know is that Dante, the man she trusted, is the very stalker who has been obsessing over her for years. And now, with her so close, his twisted desires are becoming impossible to resist.
View MoreCallum POV“It’s my fault. Everything is my fault,” I admit, my voice cracking. “Yes, there’s a reason I slept with her. No, it wasn’t because I wanted to. It was to keep you safe. Or at least I thought it was. She threatened to tell people from your past, Lilly, to bring them here. I couldn’t let that happen. I thought losing you, if it meant protecting you, was worth the hurt.”My words hang in the silence, and I run my hands through my hair, frustrated and desperate. “Sasha hates me, and for some reason, she hates you too, and I can’t figure out why. You’ve done nothing to her, and yet she’s hell-bent on destroying us both.” I pause, listening, hoping for a response. But the silence stretches on.Then, finally, her voice comes, soft and trembling, almost a whisper through the door. “You said you’d protect me, Callum, and I was grateful for that. But I didn’t want that.
Callum POV“Lilly!” I shout, my voice echoing in the cells, but she doesn’t even hesitate. She’s already gone. My fists clench, my mind racing with every possible way to fix this, to undo the disaster Sasha has caused. Turning, I glare at PC Prick standing by with a smug expression.“You need to let me out. Now!" My voice booms, anger and desperation bleeding through every word.He crosses his arms, his stance unyielding. “No, Callum. You tried to kill Sasha. I’ve turned a blind eye to a lot of your shit because you keep the streets clean, but this? This crosses the line.”Is he fucking serious? “She’s using you!” I snap, my voice raw. “Just like she used me! Let me out, damn it!” My heart pounds as I step closer, gripping the bars so tightly I can feel the cold metal dig into my palms.“Not until I know for certain you won’t go after Sasha,” he says eve
Lilly POVThe door opens, and I glance up, expecting Callum—but it’s Dante.“Where’s Callum?” I ask quietly, the anxiety creeping back into my voice.“He’s gone out,” Dante says, his tone careful.I glare at him, my frustration boiling over. “Don’t do that! You know where he is, so where is he?” I scream, my voice breaking. Dante’s eyes widen in surprise, but he says nothing.My phone pings, the sound cutting through the tension in the room. Grabbing it, I unlock the screen and open the message.My hands freeze, my entire body going cold. My heart feels like it’s stopped.I stare at the screen. My chest tightens painfully, and the room starts spinning. I don’t even need to click on the messages to know what the videos are. Tears blur my vision, spilling down my cheeks as I clutch the phone, staring at it like it’s a weapon. My hand shakes, my breat
Lilly’s POVI sit beside Luna, but my mind refuses to settle. It races, spiraling through the same dark thoughts over and over. How did Andrew find me? How does he know it’s me—know my name? Dante swore to me that as long as I left my old life behind, no one would be able to track me down.But they have.Despite everything I’ve sacrificed—leaving my family, my name, and my past behind—they’ve found me. A part of me clings desperately to the hope that Andrew didn’t tell anyone else where I am. But deep down, I know better. I’ve never been that lucky.Today feels like the worst day of my life. I can’t imagine how it could get any worse.“Lilly, you know Callum won’t let anyone get near you,” Luna says softly, her hand rubbing comforting circles on my back. “Not even Dante would let that happen.”I wipe the tears from my cheeks, my chest aching from the ef
Callum POVHe tries to crawl, to escape, and I give him just enough space to think he might make it.“Go ahead,” I say, my voice eerily calm. “Try again.”He starts to crawl toward the door, dragging his broken body across the floor, his movements slow and agonized. I give him a few seconds of false hope, watching as he reaches out, fingers brushing the doorframe. Then I step on his hand, crushing his fingers beneath my boot. He howls in pain, his body convulsing beneath me.“Did you really think I’d let you leave?” I lean down, pressing my knife against his cheek, slicing a thin line just under his eye. His screams are music to my ears, but I’m not done. Not yet.“Again,” I hiss, yanking him up by the collar and throwing him back into the center of the room. His body hits the floor with a sickening thud. “Run.”He tries. God, he fucking tries. But he’s too weak now,
Callum POVJust as I’m about to move in for another hit, Dante wraps his arms around me, pulling me back.“Callum, stop,” he hisses, dragging me away from Andrew. “We need answers first. If you want to let him go so you can hunt him down and kill him later, fine. But you can’t kill him yet. Not until we get what we need.”My chest heaves, my breathing ragged as I stare down at the bleeding, gasping mess in front of me. He’s right. I need answers.We drag Andrew to a chair, tying him down with thick ropes that bite into his wrists and ankles. He’s bleeding from the gash on his face, and his breath comes in ragged gasps, but his eyes are defiant, mocking even. He’s not afraid. Not yet.I pace in front of him, my blood boiling, the weight of the blade in my hand a comfort. He refuses to talk, not a single word slipping from his mouth. His jaw clenched, eyes daring me to make the first move.Da
Callum POVI watch her as Luna runs out of the room to go to work, when in fact, it's to avoid me. Every ounce of frustration and guilt weighing down on me like a ton of bricks. Everything feels like it’s crumbling. I’m doing everything I can to protect her, to keep her past buried where it belongs, but it’s like every decision I make is pulling us further apart.Sighing, I head down to the office. Dante looks up at me as soon as I step in.“She knows?” he asks, his voice low and direct.I nod, slumping into a chair. “Not everything, just that I was with Sasha,” I admit, my voice barely audible. “But it’s enough. I’m going to lose her, aren’t I? Either to her past, or because she’ll hate me for what I’ve done.” Every damn decision I’ve made is pushing us closer to the edge.“I told you to give her a choice, Callum,” Dante says, his tone stern but n
Lilly POVI rush down to the changing rooms, my body on autopilot. The other women and men are laughing and talking, their voices a distant hum in my ears. I fix my makeup, force a smile, and push everything down. I’ve been strong before. I can be strong now.“Lilly,” Jane calls from the door, snapping me back to reality. “Mr. Emerson said he’ll be another fifteen minutes.”I nod, trying to steady my breathing. Good. Fifteen minutes to compose myself, to push down the hurt and betrayal clawing at my insides. I need to get through this night. I need to be professional, even if everything inside me is screaming.When the fifteen minutes pass, I step out of the room, my mind blank as I approach the door. I try to prepare myself for another session with Mr. Emerson, the regular who always looks forward to our time together. But something feels off.I light the candles, trying to create the familiar ambiance. “Mr.
Lilly’s POVThe rain drums softly against the window, a steady rhythm that does little to calm the storm brewing inside me. I stare at my reflection, watching the raindrops race down the glass. Everything feels off. The apartment is too quiet, too still, and the absence of Callum’s presence makes the silence deafening.I tug my cardigan tighter around me, trying to fight the chill that creeps through my body. It’s not just the cold. It’s everything—the weight of the past few days, the lingering fear, the confusion swirling in my mind.Callum.I can’t stop thinking about him. The way his eyes darken when he’s angry, the way he’s always there, steady and strong, even when I’m spiraling. But there’s something else, too—something that’s been eating away at me for days. His distance. The way he shuts down whenever I try to talk about anything serious. And I know I should confront him, but
Dante’s POV1 year earlierI sit in the dark office, glaring at the phone. The silence feels suffocating, but I prefer it that way. I’m hiding, and I know it. Today, of all days, I’ve told everyone to handle things on their own. No one dares ask for my help—they know better than to cross me on this date.At least, I thought they did.The knock on the door makes me groan.“What?” I snap, my voice harsher than I intend.The door creaks open, and Callum steps in with his usual calm, carrying a small box.“I know what today is, Dante. But I also know you,” he says, placing the box on the desk between us.“I don’t need to see it,” I mutter, staring at the darkened room. “I trust he’s dead and handled.”Callum nods. “He’s done. As for the woman—Sasha’s looking after her. Doctor’s stitched her up, but she’s causing a scene. Refuses to work here.”Of course. I let out a deep sigh.“Tell Sasha to send her in,” I say, flicking on the light, the sudden brightness making me squint.Callum nods an...
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