Lilly POV
When I get to Dante's room, I climb into bed with Luna and fall asleep, my body is exhuasted and I'm not sure how to face things going forward.
My sleep is plagued with replays of Sasha and her actions. The feel of someone poking me wakes me and I turn to see Luna looking at me in confusion.
“Nope, not Dante. Callum told me to come sleep here.” I tease and she nods.
“I’m so sorry, Lilly. No one was supposed to get hurt.” Luna stares at my face.
This isn't on her. “First of all, don’t apologize, Luna. This wasn’t on you. It was on Sasha. There were safer ways she could’ve distracted Rich. Second, not all of this is from that fight.”
“What do you mean? When did this happen?” She stares at me in shock.
“Sasha showed up, called me unreasonable for not leaving Callum, said I ‘stole’ him from her. She lost it and started hitting me.” I
Lilly POV The sound of the door has us turning, I see Dante and Callum walk in. Callum is carrying the puppy, Little Bear. Luna jumps up and rushes to Callum and takes 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, I laugh slightly quietly. He walks back in, and Luna just tilts her head like she's confused. “Unbelievable. The damn puppy gets a better welcome than I do,” he mutters, and everyone laughs.“I was joking,” Luna says, moving and kissing him.“No, you weren’t. You ran for the puppy, not me,” he grumbles.“I’ve seen you more recently than the puppy,” Luna argues.“Okay, we need to talk,” Dante says. I watch as him and Callum sit. We're in trouble, one of us, or both of us, I can feel it.“Whatever I did, I was drunk,” Luna says defensively.“Yeah, same. I was drunk too,” I add.“Relax, you’re not in trouble. We need someone to take
Lilly POVBreaking the kiss, Callum spins me around to face the full-length mirror on the wall. My hands cuffed above my head, he presses his hard body against my back, pinning me in place. I shiver as his hot breath tickles my ear.“Look at yourself, Lilly,” he commands. “Watch what I do to you.”His hands skim down my sides to grab the hem of my thin tank top. In one swift motion, he rips it open, baring my breasts. I moan as the cool air hits my fevered skin. Callum cups my mounds, rolling and pinching the hardened peaks until I’m writhing against him.“So responsive,” he praises darkly. “Your body knows who it belongs to.”Keeping one hand toying with my nipples, the other trails lower, dipping beneath the waistband of my skirt. I whimper as his fingers graze my soaked folds, bucking my hips shamelessly, seeking more friction.“Always so wet for me,” Callum growls appr
Lilly POVCallum’s breathing grows harsh and erratic. “Lilly, I’m going to...”Understanding his warning, I double my efforts, taking him as far into my throat as I can. With a raw shout, he stiffens and pulses, spilling his release down my throat. I swallow every drop, licking him clean until he gently tugs me off.He pulls me up into a searing kiss, plundering my mouth and no doubt tasting himself. Breaking away, he gazes at me with a mix of tenderness and hunger.“My perfect girl,” he murmurs, stroking my cheek. “You take me so well. But I’m not nearly done with you yet.”He spins me around, and the cuffs lock around my wrists again.I whimper needily, straining against the cuffs, desperate for more of his touch. “Please Callum...”He chuckles darkly, lining himself up with my pussy. “Since you asked so nicely...”With one powerful thrust, he sheaths
Callum’s POVThe weight of guilt and regret presses heavily on my chest as I sit on the edge of the bed, watching Lilly sleep. I don’t want to leave her warmth, the safety of her embrace, but I know I have to. Sasha… no, Alexandra. I need to face her. I need to make sense of everything that’s happened.Leaning down, I kiss Lilly softly on her temple, savoring the peace she brings me, before quietly slipping out of bed. My phone feels heavier than usual as I grab it, my thumb hovering over Sasha’s name. My stomach churns as I type the message.Can we talk? I’ll come to you. I know who you are, Sasha.I hesitate before hitting send, the words staring back at me like a challenge. When the message delivers, I send another to Dante, letting him know where I’m going. He needs to know. He always does.The rumble of my bike is a stark contrast to the storm of emotions inside me as I ride toward the address Sasha p
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
Luna’s POV1 year earlierI watch Justin from across the room, my thoughts swirling. This whole relationship came out of nowhere. We met just yesterday at the club—I was celebrating my birthday, and so was he. Today, we went on a real date, and I learned more about him. He’s sweet, thoughtful, and nothing like the men I usually fall for.My past is littered with bad boys—leather jackets, tattoos, men who practically wear their rebellion on their skin. But Justin? He’s the opposite of all that. His curly hair looks effortlessly messy, and his beard is short, neatly trimmed, giving him a relaxed, almost carefree vibe. His jawline is sharp, his deep brown eyes warm, inviting. He doesn’t have the sculpted body of someone who spends hours in the gym, but he’s not out of shape either. He’s just... normal. And normal is exactly what I need after being burned so many times.I smile softly and make my way toward the kitchen, my heels clicking against the floor. But then, my heel slips, and bef
Luna’s POVPresent TimeI throw the bag to the floor and collapse into the chair, but before I can even think about relaxing, my whole body goes rigid. There it is again. That smell. My nostrils flare as I sniff the air, searching for its source. It’s faint, but it lingers every time I come home. What the hell is that? It’s not foul, not exactly unpleasant, but the mystery of it unsettles me. There’s no reason for it to be here. No explanation.I lean back, trying to shake it off, but my eyes drift toward the window. A chill races up my spine. Standing up slowly, I walk over, each step heavier than the last. And then I see it.“What the actual fuck?”My hands tremble as I reach for my phone, my fingers fumbling over the screen until I hit his name.“Hey babes,” Justin mumbles casually, his voice dripping with nonchalance.“Justin, can you come over? There’s a weird fucking heart drawn on my window—outside!” My voice pitches, panic creeping in despite my efforts to sound calm.He laugh
Dante’s POVCall me crazy, but she’s mine. I’ve known that from the moment I saw her. Justin was just... quicker that night, but he doesn’t really understand what he has. Not like I do. She’s everything. Perfect. And soon, she’ll understand that she belongs to me—she just needs time. Time to come to terms with what’s inevitable.I let myself into her apartment, the key cold in my hand. I had it copied one night while she was fast asleep at Justin’s. That night had been perfect—watching her sleep so peacefully, so unaware that I was already laying the groundwork. Already taking what was mine. The thought of it makes my heart race. I remember every detail of the first time I laid eyes on her. If I had just gone out that night instead of Justin, things would be different. She’d already be mine. But I’m patient. I can wait.Stepping into her small apartment, I look around. It’s barely more than a studio. The kitchen, living room, bedroom, all crammed together in one open space. There’s a
Callum’s POVThe weight of guilt and regret presses heavily on my chest as I sit on the edge of the bed, watching Lilly sleep. I don’t want to leave her warmth, the safety of her embrace, but I know I have to. Sasha… no, Alexandra. I need to face her. I need to make sense of everything that’s happened.Leaning down, I kiss Lilly softly on her temple, savoring the peace she brings me, before quietly slipping out of bed. My phone feels heavier than usual as I grab it, my thumb hovering over Sasha’s name. My stomach churns as I type the message.Can we talk? I’ll come to you. I know who you are, Sasha.I hesitate before hitting send, the words staring back at me like a challenge. When the message delivers, I send another to Dante, letting him know where I’m going. He needs to know. He always does.The rumble of my bike is a stark contrast to the storm of emotions inside me as I ride toward the address Sasha p
Lilly POVCallum’s breathing grows harsh and erratic. “Lilly, I’m going to...”Understanding his warning, I double my efforts, taking him as far into my throat as I can. With a raw shout, he stiffens and pulses, spilling his release down my throat. I swallow every drop, licking him clean until he gently tugs me off.He pulls me up into a searing kiss, plundering my mouth and no doubt tasting himself. Breaking away, he gazes at me with a mix of tenderness and hunger.“My perfect girl,” he murmurs, stroking my cheek. “You take me so well. But I’m not nearly done with you yet.”He spins me around, and the cuffs lock around my wrists again.I whimper needily, straining against the cuffs, desperate for more of his touch. “Please Callum...”He chuckles darkly, lining himself up with my pussy. “Since you asked so nicely...”With one powerful thrust, he sheaths
Lilly POVBreaking the kiss, Callum spins me around to face the full-length mirror on the wall. My hands cuffed above my head, he presses his hard body against my back, pinning me in place. I shiver as his hot breath tickles my ear.“Look at yourself, Lilly,” he commands. “Watch what I do to you.”His hands skim down my sides to grab the hem of my thin tank top. In one swift motion, he rips it open, baring my breasts. I moan as the cool air hits my fevered skin. Callum cups my mounds, rolling and pinching the hardened peaks until I’m writhing against him.“So responsive,” he praises darkly. “Your body knows who it belongs to.”Keeping one hand toying with my nipples, the other trails lower, dipping beneath the waistband of my skirt. I whimper as his fingers graze my soaked folds, bucking my hips shamelessly, seeking more friction.“Always so wet for me,” Callum growls appr
Lilly POV The sound of the door has us turning, I see Dante and Callum walk in. Callum is carrying the puppy, Little Bear. Luna jumps up and rushes to Callum and takes 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, I laugh slightly quietly. He walks back in, and Luna just tilts her head like she's confused. “Unbelievable. The damn puppy gets a better welcome than I do,” he mutters, and everyone laughs.“I was joking,” Luna says, moving and kissing him.“No, you weren’t. You ran for the puppy, not me,” he grumbles.“I’ve seen you more recently than the puppy,” Luna argues.“Okay, we need to talk,” Dante says. I watch as him and Callum sit. We're in trouble, one of us, or both of us, I can feel it.“Whatever I did, I was drunk,” Luna says defensively.“Yeah, same. I was drunk too,” I add.“Relax, you’re not in trouble. We need someone to take
Lilly POVWhen I get to Dante's room, I climb into bed with Luna and fall asleep, my body is exhuasted and I'm not sure how to face things going forward.My sleep is plagued with replays of Sasha and her actions. The feel of someone poking me wakes me and I turn to see Luna looking at me in confusion.“Nope, not Dante. Callum told me to come sleep here.” I tease and she nods.“I’m so sorry, Lilly. No one was supposed to get hurt.” Luna stares at my face.This isn't on her. “First of all, don’t apologize, Luna. This wasn’t on you. It was on Sasha. There were safer ways she could’ve distracted Rich. Second, not all of this is from that fight.”“What do you mean? When did this happen?” She stares at me in shock.“Sasha showed up, called me unreasonable for not leaving Callum, said I ‘stole’ him from her. She lost it and started hitting me.” I
Callum POVThe peace is short-lived. The door swings open, and Eva’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts. “Callum, there’s a fight in Heaven. Two guys are going at it.”I groan, standing quickly. “Alright, let’s deal with it.”Making my way through the club, I see two guards struggling to pull the men apart. Music pounds in my ears as I step between them, directing Jace. “Drag him out. Now,” I bark, trying to keep them separated as they hurl insults at each other.“Callum!” Star’s voice cuts through the noise, sharp and urgent. I turn, dread creeping in. “It’s Lilly. She’s hurt. Sasha was downstairs!”The words hit like a punch, and I don’t hesitate. I sprint out, heart pounding, heading straight for the chaos downstairs. My chest tightens when I find her, trembling behind Dante, tears streaming down her face. Without thinking, I push past and wrap my
Callum POVI head up to the apartment, my thoughts swirling. Dante knows—about me and Lilly—and this ‘talk’ he mentioned earlier is clearly about us. The anticipation gnaws at me as I sit and wait. The door opens, and Dante steps in, his expression unreadable as he closes it behind him.“This is about Lilly, right?” I ask, cutting straight to the point. He nods, his stance tense.“Yeah. This is about Lilly.”I exhale, leaning forward slightly. He needs to understand that Lilly isn’t like Sasha. “Look, I know Sasha was... well, Sasha. But Lilly’s different. She’s not looking to cause trouble, Dante. You don’t have to worry about her.”He runs a hand through his hair, his frustration barely contained. “It’s not about her causing trouble. It’s about... I don’t know, Callum. I just don’t like not knowing what’s going on.”
Lilly POVThis quiet moment gives me some space to think. Callum wants me to stop working downstairs, and while it sounds ideal in theory, it’s not so simple.Maybe there’s a compromise—like focusing more on dancing and leaving the work downstairs behind entirely. That way, I could still earn my own money and maintain my independence without needing Callum to support me. It’s something worth considering.As the clock ticks closer to the hour, I get up and leave the room. Rich greets me with a nod. “I’ll let Dante know you’ve gone back down to work,” he says with a polite smile.I return the nod and step into the lift, descending to the floor where I’m needed. After arriving, I head straight to the dressing room, quickly slipping into lingerie and a robe before fixing my hair. When I’m ready, I make my way to the usual spot.Mr. Hendrix always insists on the same room—this one. It&rsquo
Lilly POVCallum tilts my chin up so our eyes meet. His voice is a low whisper, heavy with emotion. “I fucking love you,” he says, kissing me harshly, his lips possessive against mine. I can’t help but smile into the kiss, melting into his embrace. He keeps me pressed close to him as if shielding me from the raw, charged energy radiating off Dante and Luna.I can’t take my eyes off the scene, the intense power struggle playing out before us. Luna is defiant, her chin raised in challenge, but there’s also something deeper in her gaze—a flicker of surrender she’s trying so hard to suppress. The dynamic is fascinating. I admire her confidence, her ability to stay composed even in this situation.“She’s giving in,” Callum murmurs against my ear, his breath warm on my skin.“No, she isn’t,” I argue, though even I’m starting to doubt myself. Luna is strong, but how much longer can