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Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Telling Her
Dante POVHours pass as I comb through the footage, marking down every person or vehicle that appeared more than once around the time of Lucy’s death. My mind starts to blur from exhaustion, but I keep going. “When was the last time you actually slept properly?” Callum asks, breaking the silence. I shrug, not even sure how to answer. It feels like days, maybe weeks. I haven’t slept in over twenty-four hours, and when I did, it was barely a few hours here and there. “It doesn’t matter,” I mutter, still focused on the screen. “I need to figure this out.” Callum sighs, leaning back in his chair. “You think it doesn’t, but it does. Even if you don’t sleep, take a break. Go check on Luna. I’ll keep looking. We’ve got time before the clubs open.” I let out a long breath, nodding reluctantly. He’s right. If I don’t step away for a bit, I’m going to miss something. “Oh, and by the way, her reading room—the library, whatever you want to call it—it’s complete with all her books.” Callum’s
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Differences
Dante POV The room remains quiet, the soft hum of silence between us as Luna sits on my lap, her arms draped around my neck. Her head rests against my shoulder, and I can feel her steady breathing, the rise and fall of her chest against mine. I don’t want to disturb this moment, but part of me aches to ask her about the past, to know more about what she’s been through. But it’s not the right time. She might be smiling now, but I know she’s grieving. Beneath the laughter and teasing, she’s holding onto a lot of pain. She needs time, and pushing her too soon would only hurt her more. Her quiet voice breaks the silence. “I was disappointed, Dante.” I look down at her, confused. “Disappointed?” She nods, her eyes glinting with a mix of vulnerability and desire. “I was ready. Ready for you to really touch me, fuck me, or punish me in front of everyone… but then you just stopped.” There’s no accusation in her voice, just the raw honesty of what she wanted. I let out a long sigh, rollin
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Tasting Her
Dante POVKissing her lips softly, I pull back, catching her smirk as she gazes up at me. “I need to get back down and help. Are you coming?” My hand wraps possessively around her neck, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my palm. “Mmm... You could play with me under your desk, and no one would know,” she bites her lip, her voice dripping with temptation. My body reacts instantly, a low groan escaping my throat as I pull away, trying to keep my focus. I gather my clothes quickly, dressing as she does the same, her eyes never leaving me. That smirk of hers—it gets under my skin every time, in the best way. She fascinates me. Every movement, every word—it leaves me in awe. Once we’re both dressed, I walk over to her, lifting her effortlessly. She rolls her eyes playfully, her lips twitching as if she’s holding back a laugh. “I told you—” I start, but she places her hand over my mouth, silencing me. “I know,” she says, her voice low and full of mischief. “If you want to carry me,
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Taking The Lead
Luna POV I stay pressed against Dante’s chest, his hand gripping my hair, holding me against him. It feels grounding, safe even. I relax into his touch, letting the weight of his hand remind me that for now, I’m not alone in this. His presence always has that effect, like an anchor in the chaos. A knock at the door pulls me from the quiet moment, and Dante calls out for them to enter. I glance up to see a man walk in. His uniform catches my eye—police. Why would they be here? “Dante,” the officer greets, his eyes immediately settling on me. I feel a wave of discomfort and instinctively move closer to Dante, though I can’t get much closer than I already am. Dante’s voice turns cold and dangerous. “Stop fucking looking at her. Now.” The man averts his gaze quickly, clearly understanding the weight of the warning. “I found Brian,” the officer continues, stepping forward and laying a piece of paper on the desk. “Based on the information, he’s staying locally, at a house he owns.” I
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Luna POVOnce I’m fully dressed and armed, I take a deep breath, steadying myself before heading back out. Rich is waiting outside, his expression unreadable. “Ready?” he asks. “Yeah,” I reply, my voice calm. He leads me downstairs, through the corridors of the club, until we reach Hell. The thrum of music already echoes from the distance, and I can feel the pulse of the night beginning to build. Tonight is Ladies’ Night. And though everything around me feels uncertain, I know one thing for sure—I’m ready for whatever comes next. I hug Lilly tightly as she chats away, her words helping to keep my mind off everything that’s been gnawing at me. For the first half-hour, things are calm. The men begin their routine, stripping down while I sip on my drink, not too much, just enough to ease the edge of my thoughts. My eyes keep drifting from Rich to the doors, though. I can’t shake the feeling that I need to leave, to get out deal with this myself. But every time I glance at Rich, he’s
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Luna POV Sasha weaves through the crowd, slipping money into the hands of different women, tapping her watch each time. I watch her, my mind spinning with confusion. What kind of distraction is this? I thought she’d do something simple—maybe ask Rich for help or cause a minor scene. But this... whatever she’s orchestrating feels more chaotic than I expected. I scan the room, my heart pounding as I wait for something to happen. Then, suddenly, I hear the sharp smash of glass breaking. I whip my head around and see the women Sasha paid, now engaged in a full-blown fight. Drinks are spilling, chairs are being knocked over, and the two guards who were stationed nearby are struggling to contain the chaos. There’s too many women for them to handle alone, and the scene is quickly escalating. My stomach twists when I see one of the women hit Lilly. No! This wasn’t part of the plan! I didn’t want anyone—especially not the workers—getting hurt. My breath catches as I watch Lilly stumble, her
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Facing Him
Luna POVThere’s no room for regret. Not now. Not anymore. He can sit there and bleed to death. I step out of the room, my hands steady, the adrenaline burning through me like fire. I grab the gun from my garter, the weight of it a reminder of what I came here to do. This isn’t over, not yet. As I move through the dimly lit hallways, the house is eerily quiet, every footstep of mine echoing like a ticking clock counting down the moments until everything changes. The sharp tang of blood lingers in the air, clinging to my senses as I make my way to the kitchen, the gun tucked securely in my hand. I step into the kitchen, and there he is. Brian, my father, the man who turned my life into a living nightmare, stands by the counter. His eyes widen in shock when he sees me, his hand pausing over a glass of water. He knows why I’m here. His mouth opens, but before he can utter a word, I lift the gun and fire. The bullet slices through the air, hitting him squarely in the arm. The glass sh
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Luna POVThe blade slices down my chest, cutting shallow, leaving a burning line of pain in its wake. I yelp, biting back the sound as my body trembles. “Oh, did I catch you?” Alex coos, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He circles around to face me, his smirk deepening as he presses his finger into the cut, causing me to hiss in pain. “Alex, stop taunting,” one of the other men mutters, clearly uncomfortable with how this is playing out. But Alex just laughs, his dark eyes locked on me. “He said not to rush,” Alex replies, shrugging. “And trust me, my words alone are tormenting her, aren’t they, Lena? That’s why you threw up when you heard my voice.” My body shakes as I try to suppress any emotion, any sign of fear. But his voice, his touch—everything about him brings back the terror I’ve tried so hard to bury. “What did my voice remind you of, Lena?” he whispers, his knife dragging down my arm now, cutting again. It’s shallow, not deep enough to scar, but the sting is sharp. “
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Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Helping Her
Jace POV“Count for me,” I instruct, my voice firm but steady. Without waiting for a response, I bring the paddle down with more force against her upper thigh.“One,” she gasps, her body tensing before quickly relaxing into the sensation.I continue, alternating between her thighs, her ass, and the curve of her hips, watching as her skin warms under each controlled strike. I push the intensity just a little further each time, testing her limits, feeling her reactions shift between sharp gasps and breathy moans. By the time we reach ten, her body is flushed a beautiful shade of pink, her muscles loose, her breaths uneven.“Good girl,” I murmur, setting the paddle aside. My voice is low, soothing, meant to anchor her even as I prepare to take her further. “Now for something different.”I pick up the flogger, letting the soft leather strands dance over her sensitized skin. She shivers instantly, her breath catching, her body trembling under the featherlight touch. I watch as anticipation
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Falling
Jace POVWhen the feather brushes against her inner thighs again, her legs tremble, parting slightly without thought. I watch as the tension in her hands loosens, her fidgeting slowing, her mind beginning to quiet. She’s sinking into it now, letting the sensation take over.Setting the feather aside, I reach for the pinwheel and an ice cube, the stark contrast between the two designed to overwhelm her senses.The moment the cool metal of the pinwheel makes contact with her hip, she shudders, her skin tightening under the delicate prickle of each tiny spike. I roll it up her side, the subtle drag leaving a trail of awareness in its wake. Her breathing shifts, turning into soft, shallow pants as I circle the pinwheel along the curve of her breast, teasing but never fully touching.At the same time, I press the ice cube to her lips. Her gasp is sharp, instinctive, her mouth parting slightly from the shock of cold. I take advantage of the moment, dragging the ice along her neck, leaving g
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend A Little Freedom
Jace POVBy the time we pull up outside, I’ve made my decision. I climb off my bike and walk straight to her, grabbing her wrist before she can say anything and leading her inside. But I don’t take her to my apartment. Instead, I step into the lift, pressing the button that takes us downstairs.She doesn’t question it right away, just watches me with that sharp, wary gaze, waiting for whatever comes next.When we step out, I walk her down the hall to a vacant room, pushing the door open and stepping inside before locking it behind us. The air shifts instantly, her body going still as her eyes flick around the space. It’s simple—clean, dim lighting, nothing extravagant—but the energy in the room is different, charged with something she doesn’t fully understand yet.“Have you done anything like this before?” I ask quietly, watching her closely.Her head shakes, a slow, hesitant movement, but her eyes don’t leave mine.“Okay,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “We’ll start with the basics.
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Trying To Stop Her
Jace POVI need to put a stop to this.That’s the only reason I’m back here, standing in the middle of this fucking street, watching her make the worst decision of her life like it means nothing. The guy in the car doesn’t give a damn, his lazy smirk saying he’s already won. He’s not going anywhere. He’ll sit there all fucking night if he has to, waiting for her to crack, waiting for her to climb inside like she’s done a hundred times before.Her hand moves to open the door, and I reach out, grabbing her wrist before she can. “I’ll pay you,” I say, voice tight, my chest burning with frustration. “Don’t get in that car, please.”Something’s off. She’s different today, her energy too erratic, too wild, like she’s running on something other than adrenaline. The way her body sways, the way her pupils are blown wide—it’s not just the club, not just the high of the moment.Then she tilts her head, eyes locking onto mine, and she grins, teeth flashing in the dim light.“Will you fuck me, Jac
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend His Orders
Serena POVChecking my bag it's empty. I don't understand, I remember it in my hand, but did I give him it?“You said you had it,” Dale continues, voice steady. “But you never gave it to me. You must have lost it.”“No,” I whisper, shaking my head again. My throat tightens, panic trying to claw its way back up. “I—”His sigh is soft, almost disappointed. “You’ve been all over the place, Sera. You were late taking your tablets, you were shaking so bad you could barely stand… maybe you thought you gave it to me, but you didn’t.”I try to argue, but the words don’t come. The way he says it, the way he looks at me like I’m something fragile, something easily broken—it makes me hesitate. The confidence I had in my memory crumbles, the cracks widening with every second of silence between us.I was late. I was shaking. I don’t even remember how I got here, not really. The ride, the searching, the desperation—it’s all a blur, a mess of fragmented pieces that don’t fit together.Maybe I did fo
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Missing Money
Serena POV“I warned you,” he says, voice calm, too casual. “Told you not to be late again, didn’t I?” He leans back against the bar, stretching his arms out along the counter like this is nothing more than a minor inconvenience. “And yet, here we are. You fucking up, me waiting for you to figure it out, and now you get to deal with your dad like I said you would.”A cold sweat breaks out along my back. My chest tightens as the words sink in, my panic twisting into something more dangerous. I shake my head, forcing myself to swallow the lump in my throat. “Dale, please. You can’t—he’ll—” My voice cracks, but I don’t care. He knows exactly what my father would do if he thought I wasn’t taking my meds right.Dale watches me struggle, his lips twitching at the corners like he’s savoring it. He leans in slightly, voice dropping just enough to make sure I hear every damn word. “I can. And I will. You’re making my life harder, Sera. I told you the rules. I told you what happens if you don’t
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Needing Them
Serena POVMy body trembles, the shakes making it harder to hold onto the handlebars as I ride. My vision blurs in and out, my skin crawling with that unbearable itch that only gets worse the longer I go without my pills. My thoughts slip in and out of focus, fragmented and disjointed, like pieces of a puzzle that won’t fit together. I don’t remember half the ride by the time I stop outside the house, my heart pounding against my ribs like it’s trying to break free.I barely get off my bike before I’m moving, legs unsteady as I push through the door. My breaths come fast, uneven. The world tilts for a second, but I ignore it, shoving past the few people lingering inside and taking the stairs two at a time. My hands shake as I reach his door, and I knock hard.“Dale!” My voice comes out rough, cracking on his name. No answer. I knock again, harder. “Please, Dale!”The door stays silent.“He left,” Joanne’s voice cuts through my panic, and I spin to face her, my stomach twisting.“What?
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend His Words
Jace POV“So she’s been close to death,” he muses, his voice softer now, almost admiring. “She’s witnessed it. Felt the fear of it. And at some point, she realized how alive it made her feel in that moment.”I shake my head. “No. Because she hasn’t. That’s the thing. There’s nothing. Not even a broken fucking bone,” I mutter. The frustration burns under my skin, because none of it makes sense.Rich leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk, his expression shifting—darker, something lurking behind his eyes that makes my spine go rigid.“You can face death and show no signs of it, Jace,” he murmurs, his voice too smooth, too knowing. “Death doesn’t have to be messy and loud. It can be calm while being completely fucking insane. It can be clean, but still leave blood in your mind that never washes off.”Something in my stomach knots as I watch him, the way his gaze sharpens, his fingers drumming idly against the desk like he’s enjoying the moment.“It can be a moment of pure terror,”
Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend Unsure
Jace POVWhen I wake up, I already know she's gone. The room feels different. The air feels empty.I walk through the apartment, glancing around, half-hoping I’ll find her still curled up somewhere, but she’s gone. A part of me expected it. Another part of me hoped she’d stay.Rubbing a hand down my face, I head for the kitchen, needing coffee to push away the exhaustion clinging to me. I barely slept, too wired, too focused on every word she said last night. I grab a cup, take a sip, and turn—then stop cold.My wallet is open. That sinking feeling hits hard, a slow burn in my gut as I move toward it. The cash is gone.She fucking didn’t. I grab it, flipping through, but it’s empty. Every single bill. She took it all.The anger comes fast, pulsing hot under my skin. I wasn’t expecting a damn thank you, but I also didn’t think she’d rob me the second my guard was down. My jaw clenches as I spot the note folded beside the wallet.I snatch it up, eyes scanning the messy scrawl.Sorry.So
