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Chapter 2 Zayn’s lips trailed down my neck, hot and slow, and I felt my entire body melt into the seat. His breath brushed my skin, teasing me until a soft moan escaped before I could stop it. “Zayn,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath, “stop… the driver’s right there.” He only chuckled, low and dangerous, his hand sliding up my thigh and cupping my breast like he owned it. “If a driver watching makes you nervous,” he murmured against my ear, “how will you survive the party we’re heading to?” My pulse spiked, confusion and desire tangling until I could barely think. The way he looked at me with his dark eyes, that knowing smirk… It made it impossible to breathe. I turned away, pretending to look out the window, but all I could feel was his hand still on me, daring me to pull away.The limo glided through Beverly Hills, the city shimmering beneath the night sky like it was dipped in gold. I watched it all through the window, trying to steady my heartbeat. Zayn’s hand stayed on my

Chapter 1 "On your knees, Sophia," Zayn commanded, his voice deep and commanding, though there was no need for the order. I was already there, my posture submissive and my eyes lowered. My hands rested on my thighs, and my fingers trembled slightly as I awaited his next move. The room was silent except for the sound of our breathing; his breath was steady while mine was quickening with anticipation.Zayn stepped closer, his presence looming over me. He reached down, cupping my chin, forcing me to look up at him. His thumb brushed against my jawline, his touch firm yet gentle. "You look so fucking perfect like this," he growled, his breath warm against my face. "Kneeling before me, ready to take my cock."My cheeks flushed, and my eyes darted to his before quickly dropping again. I knew what was expected of me, what he demanded. My lips parted slightly, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. My nipples hardened beneath the fabric of my dress, and a warmth spread between my thighs

Chapter 6 My fingers dug into the cold granite countertop at his request, my knuckles turned bone-white, and my breath came in short, sharp gasps. My spine was arched up, my ass lifting instinctively, presenting myself to him like an offering. The air was thick with the scent of my arousal, my wetness was already dripping down my thighs, and my pussy throbbed, desperate to be filled.I heard him move before I felt him; the heat of his body radiated against my back as he stepped in close. His grip on my waist was bruising and possessive, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of my hips as he pulled me against him. The hard ridge of his cock was already thick and swollen inside his sweats. He pressed himself against my ass, and I whimpered, grinding back against him without shame. “Mine,” he growled, his breath hot against the shell of my ear. The word sent a shiver down my spine, my nipples hardening as I stood naked.His lips brushed the sensitive skin of my neck, his teeth grazi

Chapter 5 Zack turned the key, and the engine roared to life with a deafening sound that made me jump in my seat, my heart leaping into my throat."Sorry," he said, glancing over at me with a surprisingly sweet smile. "She's a bit loud."I nodded mutely, too scared to make conversation with him, so I turned my attention to the window. The city lights blurred past us as we drove, streaks of gold and white against the darkness. The music pounded through the speakers, loud and bass-heavy, but I surprisingly liked it.When we pulled up to his house, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. A massive mansion sprawled before us, all classic old-money architecture with tall white columns, perfectly manicured hedges, and warm lighting that made it glow like something out of a magazine. The driveway alone was longer than my entire dorm building. Intricate iron gates, a fountain in the center, marble steps leading to double doors, everything screamed wealth and privilege.Zack was leaning casual

Chapter 4 It was evening, but I couldn't help thinking of Zack's words since this afternoon.I cleaned my room, I did all my assignments, I even called both my parents. Yet through it all, I couldn't concentrate. All I thought of was Zack. Was he bluffing? Did he mean what he said? In thirty minutes, Zack would come pick me up in his fancy car, yet here I was standing in the middle of my room in nothing but a towel, my hair freshly washed and smelling like the vanilla conditioner I used. Oh God, I needed to calm down before I had a full panic attack.My phone ringing brought me back to reality, and I flinched so hard I nearly dropped it. I was so deep in my thoughts the sudden sound scared me to death.I didn't even look at the caller ID before I snatched it up and pressed it to my ear. "Hello," I rasped, my voice coming out like a croak."Woah, Soph. Are you alright?" He rang out It was Ethan. Of course it was Ethan. "Yeah, Ethan, I'm fine, just, um, tired, you know," I said, tryi

Chapter 3I rush out of my dorm, greeting familiar workers I know around campus. I don't have a car, and school is only five minutes away, so I wake up early to walk to school.My mind goes back to Ethan's odd behaviour, and I roll my eyes, thinking of what I'd say to him when I saw him.As I approach the school gates, I keep my head held high. I'm wearing a white frilly top and a long, wavy skirt that moves left and right with the wind. My hair is pulled up in a sleek ponytail with no hair out of place. I walk past the row of sports cars, jeeps, and chatting people on campus, trying my best not to meet their eyes.Out of the corner of my eye, I see Zack Carter in his sleek black convertible sports car. His car hood is down, and the inside of the car is clearly visible. His girlfriend, Brook Valentine, sits beside him. She has blonde, bright, bouncy hair and a tall figure. From the looks of it, she's chatting away on her phone.Rumor has it they're not actually together, but Brook ne