I jolted awake, my head pounding and eyes swollen from crying. The room was dark, and for a moment, I was disoriented.
Fumbling for my phone, I squinted at the bright screen. 5:30 PM? I'd slept the whole day away.
"Lyra?" I called out, my voice hoarse. No answer.
Panic started to set in. I dialed Lyra's number for what felt like the hundredth time. Straight to voicemail. Again.
"This isn't like you, Lyra," I muttered, pacing our small living room. "Where are you?"
My mind raced through possibilities. Maybe she was with that mystery guy? But she always let me know if she was staying out. What if something had happened at the club? What if she was hurt?
<Lyra's povMy head was pounding as I slowly came to. I blinked, trying to focus my eyes in the dim light. Where was I? This wasn't my room.I tried to move, but my body felt heavy, sluggish. What happened?Bits and pieces of memory started flooding back. I'd been at work, Club Ecstasy. My shift had just ended when I got a call from Sebastian. He wanted to meet..."Sebastian," I muttered, my throat dry and scratchy.He'd asked me to meet him somewhere... where was it? I remember walking down a dark street, looking for the address he'd given me. Then... nothing.A chill ran down my spine as I recalled a sudd
I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. My mind was racing with worry about Lyra. Where was she? Was she okay? The clock on my nightstand read 2:00 AM, its red digits seeming to mock my sleeplessness.Suddenly, a soft grinding noise broke the silence. I froze, my heart pounding. A section of my wall was... moving? A hidden door I never knew existed swung open, and out stepped Adrian.I sat up quickly, clutching my sheet to my chest. "Adrian?" I gasped, my voice a mix of surprise and confusion. "What... how... there's a secret door in my room?"Adrian stood there, looking as handsome as ever in the dim light. "Stella," he said softly."Why didn't you tell me about this door?" I demanded, my shock turning to anger. How many more secrets were there?
I woke up early, sunlight just starting to peek through the curtains. The bed felt empty, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that Adrian wasn't there. But I quickly pushed that thought aside - I needed to know if there was any news about Lyra.I rushed through my morning routine, taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth. Once I was dressed I hurried to Adrian's room, too anxious to wait.Without thinking, I barged in without knocking. Adrian was sitting up in bed, freshly showered, his laptop open in front of him, looking handsome as ever."Do you have any news about Lyra?" I blurted out, my heart racing.Adrian looked up at me before going back to his computer. I would've said he wasn't a morn
Four months ago flashback.....Adrian's povI woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. Gabriella walked in, carefully balancing a tray of breakfast."Good morning, lover boy," she said, smiling as she set the tray on my lap.I looked at the food - slightly burnt toast, runny eggs, and bacon that looked a bit too crispy. "You didn't have to do this," I said, touched by the gesture."I wanted to," Gabriella replied, perching on the edge of the bed.I took a bite of the eggs. They tasted... odd. Not bad, just different. Maybe it was because Gabriella wasn't the best cook. I made a mental note
Adrian's PovI sat in the stupid wheelchair in the clinic room, feeling like an outsider in my own life. My parents flanked Gabriella, who lay on the bed, but my eyes were fixed on Sebastian. His gaze was glued to the monitor, and it made my stomach churn.The whole situation sickened me. Gabriella had the audacity to fool my parents, knowing full well she'd been sleeping with both of their sons.I wanted to be anywhere but here, yet I couldn't leave. If there was even the slightest chance this baby was mine, I couldn't miss a moment - no matter how much I despised Gabriella now.I'd already decided: the moment this child was born, I'd demand a DNA test. If it turned out to be mine, I'd fight tooth and nail to take
Stella's pov....I can't stop pacing. My hands are shaking as I try Lyra's number again. No answer. Where is she?"Come on, Lyra, pick up!" I mutter, but it's no use.I can't just sit here while my best friend is missing. Lyra needs me. But what can I do? I pictured myself in her situation, I know Lyra would be worried sick too.Meanwhile, Adrian's off finding out the gender of his supposed baby. Ugh.I pause, remembering the look in Adrian's eyes this morning. He was hiding something, I'm sure of it. My gaze drifts to the wall where that supposed door is - the one connecting our rooms.Before I c
The moment we get back, I storm straight to my room, ignoring everyone. I pace back and forth, my anger building with each step.Suddenly, the wall-like door in my room opens and Adrian steps out. I don't give him a chance to speak. My eyes sending daggers his way."Why did you do that?!" I shout. "How dare you send your men after me!"Adrian's face hardens. "I will not risk losing you over your stupid actions, Stella," he says, his voice stern and cold.His words feel like a slap. "Stupid actions?" I spit back. "You bastard! Why didn't you tell me my friend was kidnapped?""Because I knew you would act irrationally, just like this," Adrian says, his tone leaving no room for argument."You don't understand!" I yell, tears of frustration forming in my eyes.Adrian takes a step closer, his gaze softening. "No, Stella, you don't understand, this isn't a game. These are dangerous people we're dealing with. Your reckless behavior could hav
Adrian hoists me up and throws me onto the bed, climbing on top of me. He rips my clothes off, my breasts fully exposed to him, making me blush.His eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight before him, his hands trailing over my skin, igniting a trail of fire wherever he touches."You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice husky with want. His lips follow the path his fingers traced, planting soft kisses along my collarbone and down to my breasts. I gasp at the sensation, my hands instinctively clutching at the sheets beneath me.Adrian's lips capture one of my nipples, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak. A moan escapes my lips, and I arch my back, pressing closer to him. His other hand moves down, caressing my thigh before slipping between my legs, teasing me through the thin fabric of my panties."Do you like that?" he whispers against my skin, his breath hot and enticing. I can only nod, lost in the overwhelming sensations coursing th