EARLIER...Minutes after Zeke had left, Millie was still lying on her back, thinking about how things had changed so suddenly when a knock came at the door.Her heart fluttered. Could it be Zeke back to give her some more kisses? She could almost feel his warm smile through the door. Without thinking, she stood, smoothing her dress and padding over to open it. But when she pulled the door open, she froze.It was Francis.The sight of him made her heart lurch in her chest. Immediately, she tried to shut the door, but his arm shot out, shoving it back with ease. He forced his way inside, closing the door behind him. Millie’s body went cold as she backed away, her voice barely a whisper."What do you want, Francis?" she managed.Francis’s eyes glinted with a twisted pleasure as he looked her up and down, his gaze lingering in a way that made her skin crawl. “You look even more sexy and gorgeous than the last time I saw you,” he drawled. “Been a while, hasn’t it? Did you miss me?”Milli
IN THE PRESENT...Millie blinked back the sting of tears as she looked at Zeke, catching the confused hurt etched in his face. He shifted, stepping closer with a pleading gaze. “Millie…what’s wrong?” he asked softly. “Did I do something to offend you? Why are you saying these things? Why are you being so cold to me?” His eyes scanned her face, searching for a hint of what was happening. “Is this about me saying I regretted that night between us? I thought I explained. I didn't mean what I saw. I only—”Millie cut him off sharply. “Don’t bother, Zeke. I don’t care whether you regret that night or not.” She forced herself to hold his gaze, but every word she spat tore at her. Zeke’s face fell as he studied her with abject confusion.“Millie, I don't understand,” he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. He stepped even closer, and Millie felt the warmth of his hand as he tentatively reached for hers. “We were excited to go out together, weren’t we? You even said you needed time to ge
“Because I’m a murderer! I killed a man, and Francis has a video recording of it!”For a long moment, Zeke merely stared at Millie blankly, as if he couldn't process what she'd just said. When her words finally settled on him, his eyes widened, and he shook his head. “Millie, what are you talking about? That can’t be true,” he stammered, his voice filled with disbelief.Millie? Murderer? No, he must've heard her wrong.Millie shook her head solemnly, face pale and eyes haunted as the tears continued to stream down her cheeks. “I wish it weren’t,” she whispered. "But it’s true. I killed a man.”Zeke stumbled back. “But...how...you aren't capable of something like that. What happened? Why are you calling yourself a murderer?”Millie took a shaky breath and began to explain. “It was three years ago… just a few months after you and your family moved back to New York.” Her voice trembled, her fingers nervously twisting together. “I moved away from temporary housekeeping. I got a job and
Zeke clenched his fists so tightly that his nails bit into his palm, barely able to contain his fury. “And that’s when he started hurting you?”Millie nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “At first, it was just words, anger over little things. Then it became physical. Initially, I stayed because… I thought I owed him. I thought…” She shook her head. “But after some time, I couldn't take it anymore. I told him I wanted out. It'd been several months since the incident, and with how he managed to wipe everything and help me, I thought I would be safe. That night was the first time he really beat me up. Afterwards, he showed me the video.”Zeke’s nostrils flared. “Which video?”Millie sniffed. “The man I killed had set up his phone to record… what he was planning to do to me, so it also recorded me killing him. When Francis came into the room, he found it still recording and transferred the video to his phone. After showing me the video, he told me if I left him or tried to report h
Francis leaned back in the elevator, tapping his foot and grinning smugly as he thought about the call from Millie an hour ago.She had sounded desperate, her voice trembling as she begged him not to release the video and told him she was ready to come back to him.He’d expected nothing less. After all, he’d spent years manipulating her, keeping her on a leash with fear of going to prison. And now that she’d come to her senses, he was going to make sure she regretted ever thinking about being with another man. He was going to make her regret letting Zeke Mathews even breathe near her, let alone touch her. The elevator came to a halt, and he strolled down the hallway toward her door, tapping on it. Moments later, the door opened, and there she stood—eyes red and teary, looking vulnerable, just the way he liked her. He smirked, stepping inside without an invitation. "Well, do you have any luggage? Where is it?" he asked, already reaching for her hand, preparing to drag her out of th
Francis's brow furrowed, his cocky expression faltering. "Prepared? What the hell do you mean by that?"Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Without missing a beat, Zeke walked over and opened it, revealing a tall, broad-shouldered man with piercing eyes, carrying a laptop bag slung over his shoulder. The man gave Zeke a nod before stepping inside.“Thanks for coming, and especially on such short notice, Smoke.” Zeke said. “I asked you to come in person because I couldn’t trust this with anyone else. And Kris told me that I could trust you.”Smoke smirked, his eyes narrowing as he took in Francis slumped on the floor. Staring up at him, Francis scoffed before he looked back at Zeke. “Oh, so you need an extra guy just to fight me?” he sneered. Zeke stared at him. “Fight you? No. I don't fight losers. I beat them down.”“Doesn’t matter. You can beat me up all you want—even kill me. That video is still going out. You’re just wasting your time.”Zeke let out a laugh, shaking his head
Francis felt his heart pounding wildly as Zeke’s words sank in. He knew about the mental hospital Zeke was describing enough to know that the horrors went even further than that.A wave of panic washed over him, but he forced a sneer, trying to keep his voice steady. “You can’t do that,” he spat, the bravado slipping through his panic. “That lunatic place is in another country. Besides, it’s illegal to confine me against my will.”Zeke gave a dark snort. “All I need are a few documents saying you’re a danger to yourself and others. It won’t be hard.” Zeke’s smiled, but it was a hard one that didn't reach his eyes. “And yes, what I plan to do to you is illegal. So is what I've planned to have done to you once you're inside there. But I don't care. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to protect the people I care about from monsters like you.”A sickly sweat broke over Francis as Zeke straightened to his feet and pulled out his phone, dialing a number. “You can come in now,” he said co
As Millie clung to Zeke, allowing herself to finally let go of the pain she'd bottled up for so long, Smoke took in the scene. The quiet closeness between them was so raw, so vulnerable, that he felt like he was intruding on an intimate moment. Sensing it was time to leave, he began gathering his laptop and cords into his bag. He shot Zeke a small nod, catching his eye briefly, and slipped out of the room with a respectful silence, closing the door softly behind him.Zeke continued rubbing gentle circles on her back, comforting her until her sobs subsided. Millie finally eased back, sniffling and glancing down at his shirt with an embarrassed expression.“Sorry,” she muttered. “I ruined your shirt.”Zeke smiled slightly, glancing down at the damp fabric. “Just some salty tears. Nothing damaging."Millie managed a tiny smile, though a shadow of sadness lingered in her eyes. Without thinking, Zeke leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, lingering just a moment longer. “Re
Kevin appeared in front of her. “Hey, I was wondering if you and I could go—”“I’m sorry, Kevin. I...” Tessa began, thinking of an excuse to give him. “Since Jace isn’t here right now, Maya asked me to hang out with her and help her out with a couple of things, so I’m going to be a bit busy.”As soon as she was done speaking, her cheeks flushed. Jesus, she was a terrible liar. He hadn’t even finished saying what he was going to tell her, and she’d gone ahead and given him this long explanation.Kevin stared at her for a bit, making Tessa uneasy, but then a smile broke out on his lips. “Alright, no problem. I guess I can’t expect to have you to myself all the time when you’re literally going to be the maid of honor. I’ll leave you girls, but I’m here when you’re free.”Tessa nodded with a guilty smile, watching him walk away.“Hmm, I didn’t know I’d asked you to help me out with a couple of things,” Maya spoke up beside Tessa, her voice filled with curiosity and a hint of teasing. “I t
Tessa stepped into the bedroom after soaking herself in a warm bath. She'd searched for what could help with her soreness and had been given the warm bath solution.Though it didn't do a magnificent job of completely getting rid of the soreness, it had alleviated it a bit to the point where she could walk without limping.Just like that, incendiary images flamed through her mind. She quickly put them out. The last thing she needed was to get horny right now.A knock sounded on her door, followed by Maya's voice. "Tessa?""Come in," Tessa called out as she untied her bathrobe. The door opened while Tessa opened the closet to pull out fresh panties, a sundress, and a bra."Guess what I heard?" Maya spoke, her voice filled with that bit of giddiness that always surfaced when she was about to gossip.Tessa looked at her, raising a brow. "What?""I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but whatever." Maya shrugged as she slumped onto the bed. "Apparently, Gendry spent the night with someo
Tessa swallowed. If what Jace was saying was right, then it meant Gendry had broken whatever rule he had because of her.Did he want her that much?“So, who is it?” Jace prompted when Gendry didn't reply to his earlier question. “Is it Sandra? I saw how she was clinging to you almost all day yesterday.”“God, no.” Gendry's face scrunched, and his displeasure at the mere idea strangely made Tessa's heart leap in relief.He didn't want Sandra after all, like she’d thought.“Then who is it, then? Come on, tell me, man.” Jace prompted when Gendry didn't reply. “Who's this girl who should prepare to get her heart broken because of your little problem?”Tessa frowned. Problem? What problem did Gendry have?Gendry glared at his friend, seeming to hiss something that Tessa didn't hear. Jace's eyes widened. “Shit, she's still here?”As if instinctively, his eyes moved in the direction of the bathroom door. Tessa immediately moved away from the small opening before he could see her.“Shit, I'm
“Tessa..." Gendry spoke her name again in a soft, stunned whisper. “Have you never done this before?”“Of course I have.” Tessa quickly lied, averting her gaze, looking anywhere but into his eyes.But Gendry didn't allow her to escape him. He held her chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing her to look at him.“You're a virgin.” He said it like an accusation, and Tessa gritted her teeth. “So what if I am?”He pursed his lips, making no effort to move though she could still feel him hard and pulsing inside her. “You should've told me. God, you're a virgin.”Tessa glared at him and gritted out. “It's not contagious, I promise.”Already her eyes were burning with tears. She'd never felt pain and pleasure mix in such an exquisite way, and she would probably cry if he decided to stop now.“Would it have made a difference if I had told you?” she demanded.“Yes it would have.” Gendry said without missing a beat. “I would've tried to make this more...more special for you.”The way h
Before Gendry could ask any of the questions swimming in his eyes, Tessa crashed her lips to his in a hard kiss that made him groan at her eagerness. His fingers pushed in deeper inside her, past her protesting walls. Tessa felt a sharp ache, but the pleasure soon eclipsed it. Her hands wrapped around him, wanting to pull him impossibly closer, wanting to feel his skin against hers, but her nightwear proved to be an enemy to that mission. As if reading her thoughts, Gendry reached for the hem of the nightwear with his free hand and began pulling it up. Tessa quickly unlocked her arms from around his neck to help him take it off, not wanting him to pull his fingers out of her. Within seconds, she was standing bare with nothing but her panties. The chilly breeze floating around the room whipped against her skin, but it didn’t make her shudder as much as she did when Gendry’s hand suddenly cupped her breast. His fingers tweaked the hardened peak of her nipple and pinched it slightl
"No strings attached. Just hot, wild sex that doesn't mean anything. What do you say?"She should slap.Tessa knew she should be slapping the hell out of Gendry for even daring to suggest something like this to her.Because this was the most outrageous thing she had ever heard!But instead of wanting to slap him, all her hand itched to do was run wildly all over his body and feel those chiselled planes and muscles.She should be cursing him out, and yet all her mouth itched to do was kiss and caress him.Oh fuck. She was so fucked.She couldn't deny it anymore. She wanted him. She wanted Gendry so much it hurt.Despite the most sensible part of her telling her that she was about to make a mistake if she agreed to this, the reckless part kept screaming at her; what did she have to lose?Gendry was right. She was attracted to him. That didn't mean she liked him. In fact, she still detested him. Detested how easily he could get under her skin.Maybe this was truly the perfect solution. A
Tessa knew she should turn around and walk out. That was the smartest choice. The logical choice. But the mockery laced in his voice, made her furious.Unsettled. What the heck did he mean by unsettled?She would show him that nothing about him unsettled her?Before she could change her mind, shee turned back to face him, keeping her eyes stubbornly locked on his face and only his face.No where else of interest."You had no right," she gritted out.Gendry let out a long-suffering sigh, rubbing the towel over his wet hair again. "What is it now, princess?"Tessa’s fingers curled into fists. "You had no right to say those things to Kevin. Who the hell do you think you are?"Gendry scoffed. "I figured apart from following you around like a lost puppy, Kevin would also break the bro code."Tessa’s nostrils flared. "Not everyone hides behind some ridiculous bro code just to be an asshole." Her voice rose, but she didn’t care. "What were you hoping to achieve by saying those things to him
Kevin's words played through Tessa's mind even as she had a shower and when she finally lay on the bed.“I would’ve been disappointed if your standards weren’t up to the sky. Because you’re kind of amazing, you know? But do I fit your standards?...Even if I’m just below the line… or on probation. I’ll accept it.”The words had been beautiful, enough to make any woman swoon. So why hadn't she? The reminder of her supposed 'high standards' made anger shoot through her as she remembered the person behind it.Gendry.That bastard.Her jaw clenched. How dare he say those things about her to Kevin? Who the hell did he think he was to.meddle in her life like this.Her hands curled into fists. She needed to put him in his place. Right now.A voice in the back of her head whispered that she could just as easily do it tomorrow. That storming into his room at this time of the night might not be the best decision. But that voice was weak compared to the one screaming at her to march over there
The rest of the day had gone as normal as it could. The games and fun had continued. Thankfully, Tessa had managed to avoid being shoved into the same situation with Gendry, instead spending most of her time hanging out with Kevin. Every once in a while, Maya’s words would creep into her mind, and each time, Tessa would shrug them off with a scoff. Maya didn’t know what she was talking about.“Tessa?” Kevin’s voice cut through her thoughts.“What?” she asked, glancing up at him.It was already night. Everyone had had dinner on the beach a while ago, and they were all finally ready to call it a day, hence they were heading back into the villa.Kevin tilted his head, his usual easy-going smile in place, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. “Are you okay?”She frowned. “What do you mean?”Kevin chuckled lightly, though it was more hesitant than usual. “It’s just... I think this is the fifth time I’ve heard you make that sound tonight.”Tessa blinked. “What sound?”He gave he