Novels by Vine 🌸

Mila’s POV…Standing in front of the Grayson mansion in oversized pants and a baggy tee was definitely not how I thought I would face my father after our last meeting. I gripped the hem of my shirt tighter, it was so big that it reached all the way to my knees, swallowing me whole. What was I thinking, leaving the restaurant this way? I should have at least gotten dressed.I thought to myself as I stood in front of the large mansion gates to the house I grew up in.I pushed every thought of Zaden away. Though something deep lingered within my chest, probably guilt from how I left the restaurant abruptly.There's no reason to feel guilty. We're not dating and he's not entitled to know my movements. We both needed that reminder, and it was high time we stuck to the boundaries we had set.I didn't know why I was pissed at Zaden, after all he was fulfilling his end of the contract by showing me.I switched my phone off because I knew once he noticed I was gone, he would be buzzing my

Zaden's pov…I sat on the sofa watching her sleep. She was finally resting after spending the whole night crying in my arms.I held on to her all night like I could mend the broken pieces of her heart together. I was used to betrayal and pain, but not Mila. I wasn't surprised when Alex confirmed she was framed by her sister, but my heart ached for her all the more. Every day I spent with her, I didn't recognize myself anymore. We spent most of the night worshipping ourselves orgasm after orgasm.I was silently grateful for Alex's call, interrupting us; otherwise, we would have crossed the line. Rays of sunlight rested on her back while her flowing hair waves covered her face completely. She looked like a goddess entangled in my sheets. Oh, what I would do to wake her up and take her in different positions without a care in the world…the f*cking contract be dammed. But including sex in our arrangement will only make things hard and complicated especially after our contract per

Mila’s POV…At first, the kiss started light, but something in both of us snapped, and then it grew hungry.We kissed frantically holding on to each other like we were each other's last breath.His hand grasped my face, with his thumb tilting my chin to kiss him deeper. A soft moan climbed up my throat as both our tongues rolled in perfect harmony.He tasted like alcohol and sin. I felt high from our kiss alone.He supported me with his free hand steadying me, while the other roamed and traced the curve of my body. The way he kissed was madness, it felt like being devoured and savoured at the same time. I heard nothing but the wild beating of my own heart in my ears, maybe his too.“I need you,” I whispered in his ear between kisses.I gripped his hair tighter, pulling him closer. A groan reverberated from his chest, and his hands dug deep into my hips.The sound of his groan spread a warmth across my chest, he was enjoying this as much as I was.Nothing ever felt so right, yet so

Zaden's POV… I took out my frustration on the bean bag, punching it until its contents burst on the floor. My knuckles dripped with blood, but I couldn't feel the pain. It was nothing compared to the deep pain settled in my chest when I saw Mila wince as the doctor examined her. She had a second panic attack because of me. I gripped my knuckles around the glass tighter, with my blood dripping all the way down to my elbow. I allowed the smoke of my cigar to envelop me as I stood in my man cave, not so far from the room where Mila lay asleep. I hadn’t smoked in a while, because of Mila and the Baby I decided to quit. But watching Mila wince in pain was absolute torture.I probably wasn't pained at the mere fact that she was hurt, it was a reminder that I failed her. I never fail when it comes to anything or anyone. I had been so distracted with my thoughts centered around her.That night at the hotel didn't cross my mind as a deliberate action by someone.I never treated anyth

Mila's pov…My blood rushed in my ears drowning every other sound. “It can’t be, it’s not possible there has to be some other explanation.” I echoed not sure if it was to convince myself otherwise or the Doctor. “That’s the only possible explanation.” “The first time you were exposed to the substance, did you have a blackout?”“I did, I vaguely remember what even happened that night.” “Exactly that only confirms it,” I couldn’t believe it, Eliza drugged me at the party. I began to connect the dots. Eliza was the only person I drank with at the birthday party; she's the only one who had access to my drink to slip in something.But…why? My head was racing at the same time, and I could feel my heart shattering into a million pieces.The ache I felt in my chest spread through my whole body. The betrayal was so palpable.All my life Eliza had been the only person I looked out for, sticking my neck out for her.Growing up I took a truckload of blame for her mishaps whenever our fathe

Zaden's POV…“Wait,” Mila spoke, stopping my hands from taking off her shirt.I raised my brows to her, "Is there a problem?” "You can't possibly bathe me, Zaden. I am more than capable of doing that myself.”“I would say differently, judging by the fact I had to carry you in here.” “Plus we both know how things turned out the last time I left you alone.”She rolled her eyes, “This is your house, no one is going to attack me in here, and especially not while I am bathing.”“I know, but I can't leave you alone today, not after everything that had already happened.” I resisted the urge to press my forehead to hers and breathe in her scent; instead, I raised my brows, awaiting her “go ahead”.Mila paused for a minute before letting out a long sigh, from the few months she has known me, she already knew I wasn't going to take no for an answer.She winced and shrieked before speaking, “Okay you can be in the bathroom while I bathe.”, “But there's no way on earth I would be letting you ba