Luna POVI pour myself a glass of vodka and take a deep breath before reaching for my laptop. Maybe I can escape into a movie—something to distract me from this mess of emotions.But as I scroll through endless options, nothing feels right. Nothing catches my eye. Everything seems dull and lifeless, a reflection of how I feel inside.My phone buzzes, jolting me from my daze. It’s a message from Lucy.Buy it, listen to it. Love it. And no doubt, have hot dreams about it.It’s another book suggestion from her. I’ve just finished the last one she recommended, and honestly, I shouldn’t dive into another. Once I start reading, I lose myself completely. But this time, she’s telling me to listen to it. Audiobook. That’s new. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I click the link she sent, and in a matter of seconds, the book is purchased and playing through my home speakers.I settle back in bed, letting the narrator’s deep voice wash over me, and within moments, I realize Lucy’s sent me a s
Dante POVLeaving Luna’s apartment that night, I headed straight to work, but my mind never left her. I couldn’t help but replay every moment, every taste of her. I groan, the memory of her warmth against my tongue flooding me with an intensity that’s both thrilling and maddening. She didn’t even scream when she woke to find me there, my mouth clamped around her, devouring her sweetness. I was lucky—so damn lucky—she didn’t freak out. But that’s Luna… she’s so perfect, even in her innocence.I’m pulled from my thoughts as Jamie walks into my office. His timing is impeccable, as usual, and I know why he’s here. He’s been hounding me about keeping my distance, about not giving in to my obsession, but he doesn’t get it. I’m too deep. I’ve crossed that line, and there’s no coming back.“You didn’t have a meeting booked,” I say, trying to brush him off.He laughs, the sound dripping with irony. “Because you stopped updating me and disappeared. Which tells me one thing—you’ve given in to th
Dante POVFinishing up the work, I ensure Callum knows to watch everything and leave. I stop outside the store and look at Justin. "Why are we meeting here?" I ask and follow him in."Need help picking a ring," he gives me a wide grin. Shit, I wish I had refused now."Buy it, but hold off on proposing right? You two haven't exactly been great recently." If anything they are barely holding on by a thread these days."Yeah, I'm going to. We will be fine though, I've got her gift for her birthday, which I'm hoping makes up for me acting like an ass over a damn puppy."So he's going to throw gifts at her in the hope it makes up for his shitty attitude? Does he not know her at all? I do, I've seen her face as she reads those books, and I've noticed it the pages where small gestures that have her heart leaping. Not the stupidly over priced gifts that he's throwing her way."So, this gift a day until the anniversary, seems a bit... Extreme," I tell him and he nods."Maybe, but let's be hones
Dante POVI move further into the apartment, scooping up our little dog, the one I gave her. Little Bear wags his tail lazily, content in my arms. My guess is she’s gone to see Lucy. It makes sense; no one wants to be alone on their birthday. And yet, here I am, ensuring she’ll never truly be alone again.I walk toward her bed and notice a book lying on the nightstand—Sick for Them. A smirk tugs at my lips. She has a taste for dark things, darker than she lets on. I flip to the page where I last left off, getting lost in the story, just like I always do when I’m here. Sitting on her bed, reading her books—hours melt away while she’s out living her life, oblivious to how intertwined our worlds have become.But I lose track of time. I don’t hear her car pull up, don’t even notice her footsteps. The first sign that she’s back is the sound of the door unlocking. My heart leaps into my throat. Quickly, I close the book and place it back on the nightstand, darting toward the closet. This wa
Dante’s POVI want to rip the mask off and show her who I am, but something inside warns me—she’ll bolt if she knows it’s me. A part of me aches to mend her view of me, yet doing so would reveal my identity.Maybe I could take her to the building, show her the truth. These thoughts tangle in my mind as we kiss, but I know there’s no easy way to convince her I’m not the monster she believes me to be.My hand grips her neck, and she lets out a soft whimper into my mouth, pressing her hips higher against me.“What do you want, little deer?” I murmur against her lips before pulling away to study her face. Her eyes search mine, but she stays silent. She can have anything she desires. I’d spend the entire night with my head between her legs if that’s what she asked for.Instead, she sighs loudly. “I want you to leave,” she says, and my whole body turns cold. Leave? Did she really just say that? I stare at her, stunned. As I open my mouth to respond, she places a hand over it. “Ever since yo
Luna POVI wake up pressed against a body, my heart immediately racing. The room is still cloaked in darkness—those blackout curtains must still be drawn tight. I should be getting ready for work, but my mind can’t focus on anything other than the weight of him next to me. Slowly, I lift my head, my breath catching when I see it—his hooded mask, still covering his face.Every instinct screams at me to stop, but my hand shakes as I reach out, inching closer to the mask. I barely manage to lift it over his nose when his hands snap up, grabbing mine. His eyes fly open, pinning me with a sharp, predatory gaze. “Don’t do that, little deer,” he warns, his voice low, sending a shiver of both fear and excitement down my spine.I let out a shaky sigh, dropping my hand. “Why won’t you let me see you?” My voice trembles, but I can’t help the thrill beneath the fear. “You could show yourself, you know that, right?”“Not until the time is right,” he growls, his words rough, and that’s when I reali
Luna POVHe shifts lower, grabbing my legs and spreading them as his tongue drags over me.My body betrays me again, the sensation overwhelming my thoughts. “What kind of creep thinks eating someone out is repayment?” I snap, still fighting, even as my mind spins from the conflicting sensations. “That’s not for you!”“I’m hungry, little deer. Let me eat,” he growls, and then his mouth is on me again, relentless. I scream, thrash, kick, but nothing works. The more I struggle, the more insistent he becomes, his tongue working faster, driving me insane.Fear claws at me. This isn’t right— I should have run last night, screamed, done anything other than let him in. I gave him power. I let this happen.The door rattles, and before I can even react, his hand clamps over my mouth, silencing me. My heart leaps into my throat as I hear Justin’s voice, muffled but unmistakable.“Luna?” Justin calls from the other side of the door. Panic surges through me, and I thrash harder, but the sick basta
Luna POVMy body is completely spent, drained of any fight, any resistance. I don’t even have the strength to cry out anymore. I’m trapped in a shell of exhaustion, unable to process the horror of what’s happening. He shifts suddenly, pressing his knees down on my thighs, locking me in place. My eyes, heavy and defeated, watch as he wraps his hand around his cock and begins stroking it. His pace quickens, each motion more frantic than the last.Then, without warning, he releases one of my hands. The rope loosens, and I feel the cold air on my wrist. “Touch me, little deer,” he grunts, fucking his own hand even faster.“No!” I manage to snap, but it’s weak, a hollow defiance. His response is immediate—his other hand moves, and the cold blade presses against my neck. Fear shoots through me, and despite everything, my hand moves toward him shakily. My fingers drag down his cock, brushing over the piercings. His body jerks violently, and a groan escapes his lips.Suddenly, a rope of cum l
Serena POVWe sit for a few more minutes, and slowly, the tension begins to bleed from my body. I feel like myself again—or at least the version of me that’s manageable. My muscles unclench, and the static in my head fades. A smile tugs at my lips as I climb onto his lap, curling against him.“Your drinks,” the waiter interrupts with a polite smile, placing them on the table.I reach for my bag, ready to grab some cash for a tip, but when I open it, there’s nothing. My hand freezes.“I…” My fingers scramble through the bag, but it’s empty. Rubbing my head, I try to think. Where did I put the money?“Everything okay?” His voice is soft, but his lips press against mine quickly, a fleeting kiss that feels more like a distraction than affection.“I’ve lost the money,” I whisper, my voice trembling with frustration.“Did he pay you?”“He always pays, Dale.” I frown, trying to pull the memory from the fog in my brain. “I remember him giving it to me… maybe I dropped it outside?”Dale leans
SerenaMy body sinks into the car seat, my arms heavy and my head swimming in a fog. I can feel his eyes on me—watching me, dissecting every movement. I try to force a smile, but even that feels like too much effort.“Pixie Doll,” his voice is low, rough, and the nickname he uses makes my skin crawl tonight for some reason. His fingers grip my chin, firm enough to hold me in place but not enough to hurt. He tilts my face toward him, and I catch the flicker of something behind his eyes—concern?“You good?” he asks, his voice soft but probing, and I nod quickly, even though my body feels like it’s trembling from the inside out.“Perfect,” I lie, my voice barely above a whisper. My mind, however, is screaming. It’s clawing at the edges of something—something I can’t quite grasp. He’s planning something. I can feel it.“Are you sure? You look a little high right now. You think you can ride safely?” His tone shifts, but I'm not sure it's worry, and I hate the way he looks at me—like I’m fr
Jace“Okay, tell me everything I need to know. I doubt this file lays it all out, no secrets, no matter how small,” I say, leaning forward, my eyes locked on him.William exhales heavily, leaning back in his chair, his gaze sharp and assessing. “She was supposed to make you aware of all this, but she never did,” he says, his voice low and clipped.I stiffen. Of course, she didn’t. She couldn’t. I ran before she had the chance. I nod, motioning for him to continue, though the knot forming in my chest tightens with every second of silence.“She was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, Jace,” he says, his words deliberate, each syllable dropping like a stone. “She came to tell you one night, around the time everything between you two went crazy. She came back after seeing you and said you didn’t care, so she didn’t bother telling you.”I feel the air leave my lungs in one sharp exhale. Didn’t care? That’s a lie. It has to be. Had she told me, I would’ve cared. I would’ve done something—anyth
This is the start of Jace's Story - His Little Hellion.JaceThe file feels like it’s searing through my palm, its weight a constant reminder of everything I’m trying to avoid. A month. I’ve been here a goddamn month, holed up, barricading myself behind work and excuses. I haven’t reached out. Hell, I haven’t even stepped into her orbit. Instead, I sit here, combing through this damn file over and over, as if it’s going to tell me something I don’t already know.The truth? I’m fucking terrified.Serena. Just the name is enough to tighten my chest. A walking nightmare with a smile that could burn the whole world down. When Dante asked me to help run this location with Rich, I had one condition—I wasn’t sure about Serena. I told him straight up. She’s a loose cannon, the kind that could unravel years of work with a single reckless move. But here I am anyway, stuck in this office, tethered to her name like a goddamn noose.The knock on the door makes me flinch. Rich steps in, wearing his
Lilly POVLuna is doubled over laughing. “If only someone had filmed that,” she teases, wiping her eyes.“I would replay it over and over,” I say, joining her laughter. And I mean it—I absolutely would. “I’m going to get home,” Luna says, lifting Elouise into her arms. She gives me a warm smile before heading out, the door clicking softly behind her.I turn my attention to Zade, scooping him up with a playful smile. “Alright, little man, time to get you ready for bed,” I say, carrying him to the changing table.“Why is it always me?” Callum’s voice comes from behind me, dripping with mock frustration.I glance over my shoulder to see him leaning against the doorframe, a weary expression on his face. Laughing softly, I reply, “You’re clearly his favorite. Isn’t that right, Zade?” I tickle Zade’s tummy, and he lets out a giggle.Callum groans, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’m his favorite target. The vomit earlier proved that.”Smirking, I focus on getting Zade changed. “Whe
Lilly POVZade crawls across the room, his tiny hands and knees making soft pats against the floor as he moves with determination. He pauses near Elouise, sitting up and grabbing one of her small toys before shaking it frantically, giggling as the sound fills the air. Watching him like this—so carefree, so full of life—brings a bittersweet warmth to my chest.It’s days like today that I can’t help but reflect on how much has changed in the last sixteen months since my scan. Everything feels like it’s shifted, like our lives have been rewritten in the best ways.Zade’s arrival wasn’t exactly by the book. He came two weeks early, catching us all completely off guard. Dante and Luna had gone for one of her routine checkups, Callum was at the clubs, and I had convinced myself there was still plenty of time.I was wrong.One moment, everything was calm—quiet, even—and the next, I was gripping the phone, sobbing into the receiver as I called Callum, barely able to get the words out between
Callum POV He’s planned this, weighed the risks, and now he’s looking to me for input.“That’s a big move,” I say, leaning back, my mind already racing through the possibilities.“It is,” he agrees. “But it could save lives. Just like we’ve done here.”Dante isn’t one to take things lightly, and this is no exception. As much as I want to argue about the risks, part of me knows he’s right. The work doesn’t stop—it just shifts to where it’s needed most.“Well...” I start, but the words die on my tongue. I’m completely at a loss. Everything Dante’s telling me feels like it’s spiraling into some crazy scenario, and I can’t find a foothold to ground myself.Dante smirks, clearly enjoying my confusion. “Not only do the local police back it and agree to turn a blind eye to the more... questionable aspects of our operations, but the local MP is onboard too. Apparently, his daughter is causing some chaos. She works on the streets, proving to Daddy she’s not his little princess anymore.”He dr
Callum POVLilly’s weight is soft and comforting against me as I carry her back upstairs. Her body molds to mine, her arms draped lazily around my neck, her head resting on my shoulder. She’s half-asleep, clinging to me as though letting go would pull her from the warmth of the moment.As I step into the apartment, the quietness settles around us, broken only by the soft rustle of her breathing. I push the door to our bedroom open, slipping inside. Gently, I shrug off my robe and remove hers, ensuring she stays warm as I lay her down on the bed and cover her.Sliding in beside her, I feel her instinctively shift closer, her body curling into mine like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Her arms wrap around me, holding me tightly as though she never wants to let go.Grasping her in return, I press a kiss to her hairline and pull her impossibly closer. She nuzzles into my chest, her warmth spreading through me in a way that feels grounding.“Thank you,” she whispers, her voice so
Lilly POVThe couples on the bed welcome us warmly, making space as we join them. Hands reach out to caress us, and I gasp at the sensation of unfamiliar touches on my skin. Callum keeps me close, his presence grounding me as we’re drawn into the tangle of bodies.“Remember,” he whispers in my ear as we begin to lose ourselves in the pleasure. “I’m right here with you. Always.”With that reassurance, I let go of my last inhibitions and give myself over to the experience, ready to explore new heights of pleasure with Callum by my side.The sensation of multiple hands caressing my body is overwhelming at first. I close my eyes, focusing on the feeling of Callum’s strong arms around me as we sink into the plush mattress. His familiar scent helps ground me as unfamiliar fingers trail along my skin.“Open your eyes,” Callum murmurs. “I want you to see everything.”I obey, my gaze meeting his intense stare. He smiles encouragingly before capturing my lips in a deep kiss. As we kiss, I feel