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Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Not Allowed
Luna’s POV Dante gestures toward me, his gaze unwavering, intense. “What?” I whisper, unsure of what he’s expecting. “You have questions, Luna. I know you have a lot to ask, so go ahead.” I do have questions—too many, really. But all of them lead down a path I’m not ready to face. If I ask the wrong thing, this entire fragile situation could crumble. And deep down, I know I’m not ready to be told the ugly truth about his business. “Is your plan to ignore your questions?” he presses, his voice challenging, as if daring me to confront him. I close my eyes in frustration, my hands clenching at my sides. “No,” I snap, “my plan is to try and ignore this whole thing. Your business, what you do, everything.” His head tilts slightly, and a dark laugh escapes him. “You still think I sell and abuse women, don’t you?” His voice is sharp, almost mocking. “I thought we’d moved past that. But you still think I sell women?” I stiffen, my mind racing. What am I supposed to think? I glare at h
Last Updated : 2024-11-27Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Every Side
Luna POVAs we leave, I can still hear the sounds of pleasure from the other side of the glass, and the image of three men tangled together lingers in my mind, leaving me more confused than ever about this place—and about Dante. Dante opens another door, and as I step in, my heart pounds. This room is similar to the others—dark, luxurious, and almost too perfect. Through the large one-way window, I see a woman with two men. They’re all engaged in a scene that seems intimate but controlled, completely at ease in what they’re doing. “So, what?” I snap, the frustration bubbling up again. “These people in these rooms... they’re hookers? Prostitutes?” Dante’s expression hardens immediately, and his voice is fierce. “Don’t call them hookers or prostitutes. Working women, working men, yes. But they’re not hookers.” The disgust in his tone is unmistakable, and it throws me off. “Sorry,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say. His reaction isn’t what I expected, and for the first time, I rea
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Worse
Luna’s POV The elevator doors slide open, and Dante steps out with that confident stride, but I stay rooted to the spot, my arms crossed defiantly. I don’t care if I look like a stubborn brat. I am not moving. The thought of walking out there, accepting any part of this twisted reality, makes my stomach twist. It feels like giving in—like agreeing that everything I’ve seen is normal, when it’s anything but. Dante turns to face me, eyebrow raised, the patience in his expression thinning, but I just stare right back. He sighs, long and heavy, before stepping back into the elevator. His arm wraps around my waist, and before I can react, he lifts me clean off the floor. I thrash, my legs kicking at him wildly, fists flailing like a cat being dunked in water. “I can walk!” I yell, aiming a half-hearted kick at his chest, but it’s useless. He doesn’t even flinch. “I’m perfectly aware of that,” he says, voice cold and calm, like he’s merely remarking on the weather. “But I don’t care. If
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Her Attitude
Dante’s POV I watch her, waiting for her to crack, for her to let something—anything—slip past the walls she’s so carefully built. Luna doesn’t let anyone in, not really. Sure, there’s Lucy, but even that feels guarded. Justin was always on the outside of those walls, and now I can see her fighting to keep me there too. This battle, her resistance, the biting words—it’s her defense. It’s her way of pushing me away, keeping me out of the place where she’s most vulnerable. But I see it. I see the truth she’s afraid to face. She knows that if she lets me in, if she stops fighting me and lets down those walls, she won’t be able to use the excuse of mistrust. She won’t be able to shove me out. She’ll have to face the fact that she’s not alone in her darkness anymore. And that terrifies her. All I want is to walk beside her through that darkness. I want to prove to her that there’s more than just hiding, that opening up isn’t a death sentence. But she’s making this harder than I imagined
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Her Request
Dante POVAs I reach her side, I unfasten the restraints around her wrists, her eyes meeting mine with a teasing pout. “What’s with the face?” I chuckle, loosening the last strap. “You promised you’d punish me,” she says, her voice low and sultry. “I was looking forward to it.” If I wasn’t already hard, I would be now. “Later,” I whisper in her ear, “when we’re alone.” Her pout deepens. “But I wanted everyone to see…” “You’re crazy, little deer,” I laugh, unstrapping the last of her bindings and hoisting her up. “Are you going to fight me?” I smirk, then shake my head. “Never mind, don’t answer that.” As expected, she squirms against me, and I slap her ass with a smirk. “I’m carrying you, and you don’t get a choice in the matter.” I lean forward, biting her ass lightly. “By the way, what’s with the outfit?” I had meant to ask her earlier, but she’s excellent at being a distraction. “I was planning on going to work, but you kidnapped me for a tour, so I guess I’ll head there af
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Her Screams
Dante POVAs I push open another door, her body stiffens, eyes widening in shock. The room we step into is like an upscale club, but far more decadent. Podium cages line the space, each one holding a man or woman, completely nude, surrounded by an array of sex toys. Some women and men stand on small platforms, others are sprawled luxuriously on velvet couches, their bodies on display. Some are dancing, their movements slow and hypnotic, while others are interacting with the patrons, the air thick with lust and abandon. “This is the main stage area,” I whisper, watching Luna’s eyes dart between the cages and the figures moving within them. There’s a mixture of discomfort and something else playing across her face as she takes in the scene. “People come here to watch, to choose, or sometimes just to enjoy the atmosphere. It’s… well, it’s whatever they want it to be.” She doesn’t respond, doesn’t say a word—just stares, lips slightly parted, her gaze fixed on the figures moving inside
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Planning Something
Dante’s POV I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. My mind kept circling back to that room, replaying every second, trying to make sense of it. What was it that triggered her? Every aspect of that room, every piece of it—she’s seen before, in one way or another. And yet, something about it set her off. She didn’t seem phased by the other scenes, so why that room? The thought has gnawed at me all morning. It’s past midday now, the time I’d normally be catching some sleep before the night. But not today. My mind won’t let me rest. I want to keep up the fight we’ve been having, this back-and-forth where I push, and she fights me off but ends up loving it. But right now, pushing her like that? It feels like it would do more harm than good. I need a new plan. Maybe I can use this—whatever last night was—to my advantage. Take her somewhere from her past, see if she’ll open up, talk about it. But fuck, I’m not used to handling something like this. I’ve always been in control, always known the rules
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Something Different
Dante POVSitting her down on the bike, I grab a helmet and pull it over her head, adjusting the straps. She wiggles in protest, already annoyed. “Stop,” I mutter, holding her still. “I don’t want to wear one,” she snaps, trying to shove it off. “They’re stupid and make me look like I have a big head!” I chuckle, unable to resist teasing her. “No one could ever accuse you of having a big head, love. Now hold still.” I try to fasten the helmet, but she squirms again, refusing to cooperate. With a sigh, I glare down at her. “It’s for protection, Luna. You wear it, or we walk. But trust me, you’ll hate walking a lot more.” She huffs, crossing her arms in annoyance like a child being told to clean their room. I grab the strap and begin adjusting it under her chin when I see her hand twitch, likely about to rip it off, I sigh. My visor slams shut, before she can make a move I grasp the front of her helmet, dragging her close. “Don’t,” I growl, lifting my visor as I grab her neck with
Last Updated : 2024-11-28
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Callum 2 years earlierThe phone call ends, and I shove the last of my belongings into a battered duffel bag. There’s not much to pack; I’ve been living out of this bag for years, trying to outrun the weight of my past. But nothing makes a difference, not here. Not anywhere. This place was supposed to be a fresh start, but it’s as hollow as every other attempt. Maybe these new clubs will be different. Maybe this will be the answer.For over fifteen years, I’ve been trying to find a way to fix the fucked-up situation my mother and sister were trapped in. To help women who’ve been dragged through the same hell. And finally, I think I’ve found it—or at least the beginning of it.The streets are quiet as I head toward the train station, my boots scuffing against the pavement. The early hour cloaks the world in a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional hum of a distant car. It’s better this way. I need the quiet to figure out my next move. This guy—Dante—is a mystery. All I know is th
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Used
Lilly - 4 Years EarlierAndrew leans back in the driver’s seat, his cold eyes cutting through me like a knife. He nods toward the dark, narrow alleyway ahead, a place that reeks of danger and despair. I hesitate, gripping the edge of the car seat as though it might save me. His glare sharpens, slicing through my resolve like glass shattering against stone.“You can run,” he says, his voice dripping with venomous mockery. “Go ahead.” A twisted grin spreads across his face. “Try it. I won’t even chase you.”His finger brushes against my cheek, slow and deliberate, sending bile surging up my throat. I flinch, my breath hitching, but I can’t move. His presence is suffocating, every word laced with malice, every touch a violation.“You say that, but…” My voice cracks, the words dying in my throat.“But your little sister would make the perfect replacement, wouldn’t she?” His voice drops to a whisper, each word coiling around me like a noose. “She’s got that fiery red hair, just like you.”
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Running
This is the start of Lilly and Callum's storyCallum - 18 Years OldWaking up feels like clawing my way out of a grave. My body is leaden, pinned to the sagging mattress by the weight of something I can’t name. The air reeks of sweat, stale smoke, and something sour—vomit maybe, or the leftovers of another night wasted in this filthy room. Everything around me is a distorted blur, like looking through cracked glass. The dim light from the cracked blinds barely cuts through the haze, illuminating the chaos I’ve surrounded myself with—empty bottles, burned foil, crumpled syringes, and piles of clothes that haven’t seen a wash in weeks.This time, it’s different. I can feel it in my bones, in the way my heart races and my skin crawls as if there are a thousand invisible insects burrowing under my flesh. I’ve woken up after bad trips before—dozens of times, maybe hundreds. Every time, I’ve brushed myself off, forced my way through the fog, and found my way back to the poison that put me t
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Epilogue
Luna POVI toss the pregnancy test down, feeling a wave of relief, but something still gnaws at me. It doesn’t feel real. I pace the room like a madwoman, while Lilly sits there, laughing like this is all some comedy show.“You know it’s over 99% accurate, right? Not 100%” she says, smirking. “Well, in real life it’s more like 92% because, let’s face it, most people don’t know how to use them properly.”I shoot her a death glare. “I take my pill at the exact same time every damn day!” I throw my hands up, and she only laughs harder, clearly entertained by my spiral.“Maybe it’s just wedding stress making you late?” she shrugs, but I can’t buy that. I’ve been way more stressed than this before and my period never played hide and seek like this.“It said ‘not pregnant,’ Luna. Why are you still on this rampage?” she teases, eyes sparkling with amusement.“Until I see actual blood, I will remain on this rampage!” I shout, pacing even faster.Lilly leans back, laughing. “So I take it you d
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Her Safety
Dante POVI reach out and gently tilt her chin up so she’s looking directly at me. “Why do you think I haven’t brought up anal?” I ask, my voice soft but firm. “I saw how your body tensed when Justin casually mentioned it once. I knew immediately it was a hard limit for you.”Her cheeks flush, and I laugh. “Am I wrong?” I ask, though I already know the answer.She looks around, embarrassed, and shakes her head.“I also noticed you skip those parts in your books—the ones with anal scenes. You couldn’t even read about it without discomfort.” I grin, feeling a little self-conscious about how deeply I’ve studied her, but it’s important she knows. “And when you say ‘no’ or ‘stop’ but you don’t really mean it, your lip curls up, just a little. You try to hide it, but you fail every time. It’s a dead giveaway.”She rolls her eyes, laughing. “Okay, so you know my body better than I do.”“Exactly. And you really need to stop smirking when you’re being a brat,” I tease, winking at her.“It’s ha
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Telling Her Everything
Dante POVBut I’m not done. There’s more—worse. “Luna,” I say, pausing to brace myself for what I know is going to break her. “Lucy… she wasn’t your sister. She wasn’t even your mother’s child. She was kidnapped as a baby and brought into Brian’s world.”The color drains from Luna’s face, her eyes widening in disbelief. “No,” she breathes, shaking her head. “No, I remember my mom was pregnant. I remember her. I remember the baby. They called her Abigail... Abi.”I close my eyes for a moment, hating what I have to say next. “That baby, Abigail, died, Luna. There are records to prove it. You weren’t born in a hospital, so you were never officially registered, but Abigail was. She had complications during birth so they had to go to hospital. When she died a few weeks later, Brian knew it would cause an investigation. That’s when he took someone else’s baby—Lucy—and raised her as Abigail.”Her face contorts with pain as the truth sinks in. Her eyes dart around the room like she’s searchin
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Facts
Dante’s POVI reach over, grabbing the book from the table and handing it to her. “Page 231, right? That’s where you left off,” I say, smiling down at her. She gets comfortable, snuggling into my lap as she flips open to the page. A small, exaggerated yawn escapes her lips before she peers up at me with a playful grin.“Read to me,” she says, her eyes sparkling with that mischievous glint I’ve come to love.I sigh softly, knowing I can’t resist her when she asks like that. Nodding, I start reading aloud, the words flowing easily. She holds the book steady while I keep one hand possessively cupping her breast, the other resting between her thighs, teasing her gently. I can feel her pulse quicken under my touch, her hips subtly shifting, seeking more friction.I want to stay like this—wrapped up in her warmth, feeling her respond to me—but there’s too much unsaid between us. As much as I crave this moment, I know we can’t avoid the conversation any longer. There’s something bigger I nee
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Proposal
Luna POVI walk over to the shelves, scanning the titles, my fingers running over the spines of the books. There are so many—books I’ve been meaning to read, some of my favorites, and even a few I hadn’t gotten around to buying yet. I pick up one of the newer books and turn to him. “How did you even know which ones to get?” Dante leans against the doorframe, smirking. “I pay attention to what you read. Plus, I asked a few people for recommendations. Lilly gave Callum a whole list of books.” I shake my head, still in awe. “You’re unbelievable.” “And you’re worth it,” he replies, his voice low, but the sincerity in it makes my heart skip a beat. Stepping closer to him, I place the book back on the shelf and close the distance between us. “You know,” I say, resting my hands on his chest, “this space might be perfect, but it’s still missing one thing.” He arches an eyebrow, playing along. “Oh? And what’s that?” “You,” I whisper, rising on my toes to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend His Gift
Luna POVI can’t help but jump up, rushing over to scoop up Little Bear from Callum’s arms. I plop back onto the bed, cuddling the puppy. “Erm… I’m going to walk back out and come in again. Let’s try that welcome one more time,” Dante grumbles, walking out, which makes me burst into laughter. He walks back in, and I shoot him a confused look just to mess with him. “Unbelievable. The damn puppy gets a better welcome than I do,” he mutters, and everyone laughs. I move quickly, planting a kiss on his lips. “I was joking,” I say with a grin. “No, you weren’t. You ran for the puppy, not me,” he grumbles. “I’ve seen you more recently than the puppy,” I tease, and he can’t help but nod, giving in. “Okay, we need to talk,” Dante says, taking a seat beside Callum, who’s settled down as well. I glance between them nervously. “Whatever I did, I was drunk,” I joke, raising my hands in mock defense. Lilly, catching on, joins in, laughing. “Yeah, same. I was drunk too.” “Relax, you’re not i
