"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
View MoreI chewed my lips as I stared into Adrian's inquisitive eyes, my mind racing with a quick lie. I had to say something sensible for someone like Adrian to believe me.“Harry?” I stuttered, a thoughtful attempt at buying time. Lies swirled in my head like a vortex, each one more silly than the last. How come I couldn't lie now when I'd lived five years of my life lying?Adrian pinched the bridge of his nose, his fingers tapping impatiently against the table. “Who is Harry?” The question was blunt, straightforward.My eyes widened, and I shook my head slowly, attempting nonchalance. “I don’t think I can remember anyone by that name. Why are you asking?”Adrian’s gaze didn’t waver, which meant I hadn’t fooled him...yet. “You were screaming ‘Harry’ in your dream last night.” God, was he always so adamant?That dream... Memories flooded back: the skull-lined landscape, the woman’s raspy voice, and Harry... my Harry.I felt my face pale, my palms growing sweaty. I reached for the serviette an
I still couldn't believe it had been days since I'd seen my little Harry. His bright smile and infectious laughter echoed in my mind, making my heart ache with longing. And Grandma Charlotte—her silent scolding and warm hugs were a constant source of comfort I desperately needed. I even missed the way she called me "child." A watery smile lifted my lips, and I sighed. Then there was Adrian. The thought of revealing my secret to him made my stomach twist into knots. Fear held me hostage, silencing my words every time I mustered the courage to speak. What if he got upset and wanted Harry for himself? What if I never got to see my son afterward? The pessimistic thoughts flooding my head left a sour taste in my mouth and a wary feeling in the pit of my stomach. Each time I thought of telling him, something interrupted that perfect moment; either that, or the moment just wasn’t right. Either way, I didn’t enjoy the way guilt ate at my insides. As the evening sun cast a warm glow over the
"What's going on? You’re not eating," Adrian’s voice filtered into my thoughts, and I blinked twice. I picked up my fork and stared at the spaghetti and bologna sauce in front of me. I had little appetite. The fiasco in the restaurant was a good distraction from my nightmarish thoughts, but then it was a permanent one."Nothing," I mumbled and forked a portion into my mouth. It felt like a heavy task chewing food I didn’t want, and I frowned. Unfortunately for me, I had to since Adrian had prepared it."Is it about Xavier?" Adrian tipped his chin forward, his cutlery clashing against the ceramic plate and creating a clinking sound.My response was a light shrug. "You can’t blame me; I have every right to worry," was my defensive response."Look at me." Adrian’s voice was deep and steely. My eyes drifted to his, his determined gaze pinning me still. "I’m not going to let anything happen to you again. I’ll kill Xavier with my bare hands before he even thinks of hurting you. Okay?" It fel
Violet's POVAdrian was set to ridicule me, dessert was served, the waiter carefully placed the chocolate mousse cake in front of us, and I fought to maintain my composure. My heart galloped like a wild horse, threatening to burst free from my chest. The vibrations beneath the table intensified, sending shivers up my legs, my legs were trembling... Adrian's eyes sparkled with mischief, his expression innocent, but his actions anything but."Thank you," Adrian said smoothly, picking up his spoon and dipping it into the rich, velvety chocolate."Mmmm," he nodded, enjoying the taste of the cake on his tongue as he teased me.My lips parted slightly and I managed a barely audible "thank you" myself, terrified that any sudden movement would shatter my fragile control. My thighs still trembled, my muscles clenched in a futile attempt to still the sensations coursing through me. How long was this going to last? What sort of vibrator did he hide in my panties anyway? I hadn't felt them when I
Violet's POVThroughout the drive from the police station, I remained quiet, my mind a jumbled mess of thoughts. Ryder, noticing my tension, suggested lunch at one of my favorite restaurants nearby. His idea was welcomed with open arms; it was just what I needed.I stepped into the cozy restaurant, the aroma of freshly baked bread and simmering spices—though faint—hovered in the air, and I took deep breaths. The sweet aroma already had me salivating.Adrian, being who he was, didn't need a reservation, and soon we were shown to a seat just beside the window, exactly where I liked it. We waited for our orders, our conversations consisting of a few mutters and grunts. I still couldn't push aside my encounter with Xavier. Adrian's gaze never left mine. His intensity made my pulse flutter, and I felt my cheeks begin to color.The waiter arrived with our appetizers: grilled calamari with marinara sauce for me and seared scallops for Adrian. The flavors danced on my tongue, spicy and tangy.
Violet's POVIf every day could be like this... I woke up to Adrian's gentle kisses on my forehead. A big smile turned the corners of my lips up, and my eyes blinked open to see Adrian's face only a few inches away. His eyes were filled with affection as he smiled down at me."Good morning, beautiful," he whispered close to my ear. I kissed him on the lips, a long, hard kiss."Morning," I yawned, my voice husky from over seven hours of sleep."I need to go to the police station to see Xavier." The anger in his voice lingered in the air, Xavier’s name seemed to pollute the room, leaving a foul taste in our mouths. Adrian turned away, pulling a sweatshirt over his head.My heart skipped a beat, a heavy, painful one. Xavier. The name still evoked a storm of emotions—fear, anger, and hatred all mixed together."Do you want to come with me?" Adrian asked, his eyes staring at me intently. I knew I didn’t have to go if I didn’t want to, but…Indecisive, my lips twitched as my mind whirled wi
I collapsed onto Adrian's chest, our ragged breaths syncing in perfect harmony, the aftershocks of our passionate encounter still coursing through my veins. I traced the contours of his defined abs while he gently stroked my hair."Violet," Adrian whispered into my hair, his voice low and husky.I lifted my head and our eyes met."What is it?"Adrian's lips curled into a sly smile, his hands cupping my face, his thumb caressing my cheek. "I invited your father over."My eyes fell and I moved away. My dad... A small sigh left my lips. This was new. My eyebrows shot up."Sebastian Valenwood?" I asked, my voice silky. Who else could it be? But I still found myself asking."Yes, and Reynold is bringing them soon," Adrian nodded, his eyes watching me closely.A chuckle escaped my lips. "This should be interesting.""Aren't you happy?" Adrian leaned forward to kiss my neck, and a small smile spread on my lips as I stroked his back."Happy? I'm thrilled. I'm just surprised, that's all. It's
He didn’t stop, didn’t slow, his tongue flicking over me with purpose, pushing me closer to the edge until I couldn’t hold back any longer. A cry tore from my throat, my body shuddering as the wave of pleasure crashed over me, leaving me breathless and trembling beneath him.Every nerve in my body was alive, tingling with the sensation of his touch, but I was still craving more. His presence overwhelmed me, making it impossible to think clearly, and I didn’t want to. I just wanted to feel.I was so close, teetering on the edge of release, but then he pulled back slightly, just enough to keep me in that agonizing state of wanting. My eyes flew open, a desperate moan escaping my lips. His gaze locked with mine, dark and filled with with want, desire."I want to savor every moment with you," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The way his lips hovered just above me sent shivers down my spine."Tell me what you need," his eyes searched mine full of intensity, want. Need. Desire
He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek, brushing away a tear that escapes. "Adrian," I whimpered, inhaling his fresh cologne, his scent was messing with my head."I can smell your arousal, Violet. It's driving me insane... I want to kiss you again, to hold you... To have our legs tangled in that bed, and fuck you, but not as Sophia Crane, as Violet. My Violet,"His words awakens every fiber of my being, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Aria, my wolf, tugged at me, urging me on. I pictured it— me lying in bed, feeling him move in and out of me. Damn it.I bit my lip, a quiet moan escaping."You’re making me lose my mind," he growled, pulling me against his warm body. I could feel his chest rise and fall, the heat between us almost unbearable."Just do it," I groaned, slipping the towel I had on to the floor.He gasp, His hands slid down my back, gripping my hips as his lips brushed my neck, setting every nerve on fire. My body reacted on its own, pressing into him as my breath came
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