Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover
ADRIAN'S POV
My head was pounding, a dull throb that echoed the frantic beat of my heart. I was hot, too hot, my skin slick with an unfamiliar sweat. I knew it instantly: drugged.
One moment I was escorting Aria, basking in the glittering lights and dancing with her in the ballroom at her birthday party. Next, a wine from a waiter, a trip to the bathroom, and then… darkness.
I blinked, trying to focus on the blur above me. Damien. My stalker. The man who’d been haunting the edges of my life for weeks, whispering cryptic claims of a shared past I couldn’t recall. He was on top of me, pinning me to the plush velvet of some unfamiliar bed. His eyes, usually so intense and unsettling, were filled with a disturbing mix of guilt and desperation.
"I’m sorry, Adrian, I'm so sorry I had to do this, but I can't stand seeing you with her. Watching you rewrite our history... please, remember me. Remember us."
He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "I promise, I'll cherish you this time."
Then, his lips crashed onto mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that stole my breath away. His hands moved over me, desperate and knowing, igniting a fire that both terrified and strangely thrilled me.
Maybe it was the drug blurring the lines of reason. Or maybe… just maybe, deep down, my body recognized something my mind couldn’t.
It responded to his touch with a shameful eagerness, a desperate need that mirrored his own. All I could do was surrender to the moment, to the heat, to the undeniable connection I felt with this man, Damien, as I returned his kiss with a fervor that shocked us both.
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Chapter: Epilogue: Raines-Dickins FamilyADRIAN'S POVThe clock on the wall glowed 2:03 a.m. in the dim light. I stirred awake to a familiar, dreadful-yet-endearing sound — a chorus of crying that could probably wake the entire penthouse floor.Beside me, Damien groaned, dragging a pillow over his head.“Oh no,” he muttered into the mattress, his voice muffled. “Please tell me that’s just a dream.”I snorted softly. “Unless your dreams include five very loud, very hungry children, I’m afraid not.”He peeked out from under the pillow, one bleary eye open. “Which ones are it this time?”I strained my ears. “Sounds like Selene… and possibly Cassius. No, wait—” another wail joined in “—definitely Cade. So that’s three out of five.”“Only three,” Damien sighed dramatically. “Progress.”I swung my legs out of bed, rubbing my eyes. “Come on, partner-in-parenthood. Let’s divide and conquer before they summon the other two.”He rolled onto his back, glaring at the ceiling. “I’m beginning to suspect the phrase ‘we have so much love to
Last Updated: 2025-11-01
Chapter: Chapter 176: Kids?DAMIEN'S POVI stared at the man sleeping beside me, the soft morning light just beginning to paint streaks across the penthouse bedroom. Adrian was deep in slumber; his breathing was soft, slow, steady. He looked utterly peaceful, probably exhausted, and I knew exactly why.The bedside table was a silent witness to the night’s events: a scattering of metal handcuffs, the black silk blindfold crumpled carelessly next to a single white feather. It had been intense.A familiar knot tightened in my gut. This felt less like something I shared with my husband and more like a ghost of my past life, the one filled with casual, sometimes harsh, encounters with strangers. That life was supposed to be buried the moment I committed to Adrian. Those past relationships were one-night things; this was forever.I had been so reluctant to revisit that part of myself, especially with him. Adrian was everything that was steady and good. But he was also the one who pushed for it.“I want to see all of y
Last Updated: 2025-11-01
Chapter: Chapter 175: Damn Dom III (R18+)ADRIAN'S POVMy pulse thrums in my throat as I lie on the soft sheets, my wrists bound tightly overhead with Damien’s black rope, the fibers biting just enough to remind me I’m his. The rough texture digs into my skin, but I don’t flinch. I want the bite. I need it.Damien stands before me, his broad frame silhouetted against the low light, his presence alone enough to make my cock twitch. I see the way his knuckles whiten, the way his jaw tenses just slightly. He’s holding back. Always fucking holding back.“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice a rough purr that slides down my spine like a blade. “On your back like the good little boy you are.” His words should humiliate me. They should make me bristle. Instead, my breath hitches, my chest rising and falling faster as heat pools low in my gut. I lick my lips, my mouth already watering for him. “I’ve missed this,” I admit, my voice rough. “Missed you like this.”Damien exhales sharply through his nose, a sound that’s almost a laugh, bu
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: Chapter 174: Damn Dom II (R18+)DAMIEN'S POVI trace the outline of his body with my gaze, memorizing the way his muscles tense and release, the way his nipples pebble tighter when I exhale slowly, my breath ghosting over his collarbone.Then I reach for the ice cube sitting in the whiskey glass on the nightstand. The cold bites my fingers as I drag it down his sternum, following the trail of dark hair that leads to his cock.Adrian screams... a high, broken sound... as the ice hits his heated skin, his back bowing off the bed. “Fuck—Damieen, ah, Sir—” His voice cracks, his bound hands clenching into fists. I don’t stop.I circle his nipple with the melting ice, watching it bead up even tighter, the cold making it ache. Then I replace the ice with my mouth, my tongue hot and wet, lapping at the stiff peak before I bite down—just hard enough to make him gasp.“Such a responsive little sub,” I growl, my free hand sliding down to wrap around his cock. He’s burning up, his skin flushed, his pre-cum slicking my palm as
Last Updated: 2025-10-30
Chapter: Chapter 173: Damn Dom I (R18+)DAMIEN'S POVThe cool wood of the door pressed against Adrian’s back, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from my pinning body. My whispered promise, laced with a predatory edge, hung in the air between us, thick with anticipation. “We are not going to use any of those twenty boxes of condoms tonight, Adrian.”His breath hitched, a soft, involuntary sound, a blush, delicate as rose petals, bloomed across his cheeks, a testament to the effect I had on him. It was a thrill to feel the responsive thrum of his body against mine, a mirrored echo of the desire churning within me.“We’re going to savor this,” I murmured, my voice a low growl against his ear. “Consider it an extension of our honeymoon phase, my love.”Adrian’s eyes, wide and luminous in the dim hallway light, met mine. A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he asked, feigning innocence, “Again?”“Every night,” I promised, the words a vow as much as a threat. “Every night will be like our wedding night. You’ll get used t
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Chapter: Chapter 172: POSSESSIVENESSADRIAN'S POVThe moment we stepped out of the drug store, I could still feel the heat creeping up my neck. Damien’s shameless antics were nothing new, but the way he’d practically announced our sex life to that poor staff member was next-level audacious. Even now, as we walked back to the car, his fingers tangled possessively with mine, I could see the smugness radiating off him."You’re insufferable," I muttered, though there was no real bite to it. "You enjoy making people uncomfortable, don’t you?"Damien chuckled, the deep rumble of it vibrating against my side as he pulled me closer. "Only when it involves you," he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. "Besides, you love it when I remind everyone who you belong to."I rolled my eyes but didn’t deny it. There was something undeniably thrilling about Damien’s possessiveness—the way his voice dropped into that warning growl whenever someone so much as looked at me wrong. It was primal, intoxicating. And, okay, maybe a little arousing.
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession
Tristan Hayes' life took a sharp turn, one moment he was on the cusp of his dream then suddenly found himself drowning. Trauma surgeon residency was brutal enough; losing his scholarship was a knockout blow.
Desperate, he swallowed his pride and became "Titan" at Club Inferno. Six months, and he was their star, his body a commodity. Tonight was his last dance – he was booked for a bachelorette party for a bride-to-be linked to the Mafia family. He remembered the haze of perfume, the clamor, the hands pulling him closer and the willing mouths tasting him. He remembered the bride, her eyes wide, her laughter turning into moans and gasps. He entertained the women, the night ending with the bride's face covered in his thick sticky seed.
After this night, he wanted to close this chapter of his life. He wanted to forget it all. He should have.
Tristan awoke in a cold, unfamiliar room, the fear paralyzing. Now, bound and gagged in a concrete cell, the memory was a burning brand. He learned why they called Giovanni Sokolov "The Siberian Winter."
Giovanni, a face carved from granite, stood before him. "My bride," Giovanni’s voice was a low growl, "You entertained my fiancée, She died a week ago, trying to run away with a man. Your seed was the catalyst. You helped her betray me."
Giovanni leaned closer, his eyes devoid of warmth. "She was running away, Dr. Hayes. You helped her crave forbidden fruit. You opened the door to betrayal." He smiled, a cruel, predatory expression. "Now, you will pay the price of her betrayal. You will take her place... as my companion in bed... my slave and my plaything. Don't worry I'll make you'll enjoy every second of it."
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Chapter: EPILOGUE: FOREVER AND ALWAYSTRISTAN'S POV As we stood on the balcony, gazing out at the gardens, Giovanni's hand still clasped mine, I couldn't help but think about how far we'd come. From the darkness of the Bratva to the warmth of our little family, it was a journey I never could have imagined. "Hey, what's on your mind?" Giovanni asked, his voice low and husky, as he squeezed my hand. I turned to him, a smile spreading across my face. "Just thinking about how much our lives have changed," I said, my eyes locking onto his. "I mean, we're married, we have twins, and we're living a life that's completely our own. I'm a doctor, you're a successful CEO." Giovanni's expression softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled. "We've come a long way, haven't we?" he said, his voice filled with emotion. "From the moment I met you, I knew that you were someone special. That's why I never let you again. And now, here we are, building a life together." I felt a lump form in my throat as I looked at him, my h
Last Updated: 2025-12-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 165: DOUBLE TROUBLEGIOVANNI'S POVWe waited at the school gate, hands in our pockets, eyes scanning the bustling crowd for our troublemakers. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow over the familiar chaos of the schoolyard. Tristan and I stood side by side, silently judging the spectacle that was our twins.Gio and Trist... our sons, were as different as night and day, but they were, in their own chaotic way, both perfect reflections of us.It didn’t take long before we spotted them emerging from the gate, their disheveled uniforms and wide, sheepish grins telling a story we didn’t need to hear.Tristan sighed heavily, crossing his arms over his chest, and his gaze narrowed on the twins. “Uh-oh, that looks like trouble.”I couldn't help but grin. As much as I wanted to scold them, part of me admired their spirited approach to life. It was just… everything they did was always turned up to five. They were mine and Tristan’s, after all.Tristan gave a low chuckle. “And I bet I know what ha
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Chapter: CHAPTER 164: PEACEFUL LIFETRISTAN'S POVThree years had passed since that day—the day I said yes to Giovanni’s stubbornness, to his promise of a life together that I never knew I needed until I had it. And now, as we walked hand in hand through the bustling corridors of the hospital, it was hard to believe how much had changed. Giovanni, who once breathed danger and authority into every room he entered, had become a man who still wielded his power but did so quietly. The old Giovanni, the one of shadows and secrets, was still there, but now he had the warmth of a husband and soon, hopefully, a father.And me? Well, I was the chief trauma surgeon, a title I wore like a second skin. There were days when I could still hear the echoes of my first year... when I didn’t know how I was going to make it through. Now, I was the guy everyone called when things were at their worst, when lives hung in the balance. I had awards hanging on my walls, recognition from colleagues, and yes, even the occasional swooning nurse.
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
Chapter: CHAPTER 163: BETTER MANTRISTAN'S POVWe walked up the long, marble staircase to the Sokolov estate, the familiar echo of our steps a new reality. At the entrance, a figure perched on the steps, arms folded, waiting for us like a sentry.Anastasia was draped in a silk coat of midnight blue, her hair pinned back with a single silver hairpin that caught the light. She turned when she heard our footsteps, and a smile broke across her face that was equal parts mischief and relief.“Ah, there you are,” she said, her voice lilting. “You’ve been gone too long. I was beginning to think you’d been swallowed by the very shadows you promised to flee.”Giovanni laughed, “Anie, I’ve dragged my husband here to keep you from monopolizing him.” He nudged me gently with his elbow, a teasing glint in his eyes.Anastasia rolled her eyes dramatically, “You two have been together since sunrise. I was hoping for some drama, but I suppose the drama lives inside you.”I could feel the heat of Giovanni’s hand on my back as he guided
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Chapter: CHAPTER 162: STEPPING OUT FROM DARKNESSTRISTAN'S POVThe next morning the sun slipped through the cracked shutters of the Sokolov manor, stealing the last remnants of night‑time heat that still clung to my skin.I was still half‑asleep, the memory of Giovanni’s grin lingering on the underside of my eyelids, and the faint scent of his cologne... spiced sandalwood and something darker, still wreathed my thoughts. My tongue still tasted of his, salty and sweet. I opened my eyes to the sight of Giovanni’s chest rising and falling in a rhythm that was both terrifying and comforting. He was still, for a heartbeat, a lion in repose, his hair a dark halo against the pillow.I could hear the faint flutter of his breath, the way his nostrils flared when a stray thought nudged him awake. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his hand... large, calloused, found the patch of skin where my non-existent drool had gathered.“Stop drooling on me, you idiot,” he whispered, his voice husky with sleep. “You’re going to ruin the leat
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: CHAPTER 161: TEN ROUNDS TILL SUNRISEGIOVANNI'S POVI pressed my sweat-slick torso against Tristan’s, pinning his wrists above his head with a force that left no doubt who was in control. The now messy silk sheets clung to our bodies, surprisingly cool against the heat radiating between us. The air in the master bedroom was thick, heavy with the scent of cum and the lingering traces of five spent cum loads. Midnight had long passed, but we're not done yet. Our tongues tangled in sloppy, breath-stealing kisses, each one a declaration of unyielding desire.I growled against his swollen lips, my voice low and rough, “I’m not stopping till that sun crawls through the curtains. You still have a pulse, which means I haven't tried hard enough.”Tristan’s eyes sparkled with defiance, his chest heaving beneath mine. His taint was drenched, my renewed erection grinding against it with an iron insistence.The sheer size and heat of my shaft left a wet, slick trail across his perineum every time I shifted. He smirked, his lips curl
Last Updated: 2025-12-06
Cherish Me, Daddy
Eli Ashcroft is an Omega whose scent is so faint it is almost nonexistent. His first mate, Elric, betrays him by cheating with Eli’s own Omega best friend, Liam. The double betrayal destroys their bond, shatters Eli’s trust, and leaves him emotionally numb just as his father becomes gravely ill and medical bills begin to suffocate him.
With no other choice left, Eli accepts an absurd solution: a contract marriage. His husband is Lucen Blackthorne, the most powerful and feared Alpha in the region. To the pack, the reason for Lucen’s choice is cruelly obvious. Eli bears an uncanny resemblance to his late older brother, Elion, the Omega rumored to be Lucen’s lost mate. The contract is mercilessly clear—three years as a substitute to stabilize Lucen’s unstable wolf, generous payment, then a clean separation with nothing owed.
For three years, Eli survives by erasing himself. He suppresses his scent, mimics his brother’s habits, believing imitation is the only reason he is tolerated. When Lucen’s wolf writhes under grief, Eli comforts it quietly, never expecting affection meant for him. Lucen shields him during full moons and touches him with restrained care, yet his golden eyes always seem to look past Eli, searching for someone else. That silent distance hurts more than betrayal ever did.
When the contract ends, Eli returns it calmly and prepares to leave, telling Lucen he is finally free. He expects indifference. Instead, Lucen’s control snaps. Alpha pheromones crash down as Lucen tears the contract apart and pulls Eli into his arms, his wolf roaring through his voice as his fangs brush Eli’s nape.
“Leave?” Lucen growls softly. “My little wolf… your scent has soaked into my den for three years. And now you want to run? Too late.”
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Chapter: CHAPTER 175: EPILOGUEELI'S POVFive years later... the estate had changed or perhaps it was me.Morning sunlight poured through the massive windows of our bedroom as I stood on the balcony overlooking the territory below.The pack was thriving. Children ran through the training fields. Warriors sparred near the eastern grounds.The grounds buzzed with life.Peace... real peace, it is not the fragile kind that breaks under pressure of council. It is also not the temporary kind that disappears overnight. It is the kind of people who fought wars to protect. The kind we almost lost from betrayal and twisted ambition.A small hand suddenly tugged my shirt."Papa." I looked down and smiled, a little girl with dark hair and silver eyes stared up at me.Luna... our youngest, four years old and completely spoiled. "Carry me."I laughed. "Good morning to you too.""Carry me first. Good morning second." Definitely Lucen's daughter.I picked her up effortlessly and she immediately wrapped herself around my neck like
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 174: EXPECTINGELI'S POVOne month.It had already been one month since the nightmare on the cliffs. One month since Elion’s betrayal had been silenced by the cold reality of justice and the sweeping winds of the high ridges. One month since Lucen and I officially became mates beneath the soft, forgiving glow of a full moon.And somehow, miraculously, life had become peaceful.I never thought I would use that word again. Peace. It felt like a warm blanket after a long winter, or the first light of dawn after a sleepless night of terror. The estate was alive with laughter today, servants hurried back and forth, their arms laden with silver trays of foods, vibrant floral arrangements, and an absurd, towering amount of cake.Today was special. Very special. It was Lucien and Elisen’s sixth birthday."Papa!"I looked up from my inspection of the dessert table just in time to see Lucien sprinting across the courtyard. He was dressed in a miniature suit, the fabric crisp and dark against his sun-kissed s
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 173: OWN EACH OTHERLUCEN'S POVThe light filtering through the curtains was intrusive, a sharp contrast to the darkness we had existed in for hours. I woke to the sensation of the mattress shifting, the dip beside me signaling movement. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, listening to the soft, pained exhale that escaped Eli’s lips.He was trying to move, testing limbs that had been pushed to their breaking point last night. I finally opened my eyes, turning my head to watch him. He was sitting up slowly, a hand pressed to his lower back, his face contorted in a wince that spoke of deep, aching soreness.”Youuu.... my back hurts” He winced while glaring at me.I chuckled. ”Ohhhh, I told you we owe each other hundreds of ruts and heat... we will try to compensate it..””You can't be serious...." Eli shrieked”Ohhh, you will see. I will compensate for the five years we lost... the times you on top of me every single night.” I teased.My marks were scattered across his skin like constellations... dark brui
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Chapter: CHAPTER 172: TANGLED IN SILK AND SWEATELI'S POVLucen's thrusts deepened, each one driving the air from my lungs as his cock pounded into my tight hole with relentless precision. I couldn't think... couldn't do anything but feel the thick length of him stretching me open, hitting that spot inside me that made my vision blur and my spine dissolve into liquid heat. ”Luceeeen, ahhh, ahhh,” I moaned.My legs wrapped tighter around his waist, ankles locking at the small of his back, pulling him impossibly deeper. My own cock throbbed between us, trapped against the ridges of his abdomen, leaking pre-cum that smeared across our sweat-slicked skin. Every drag of his body against mine sent sparks cascading through my nerve endings, desperate for release that hovered just out of reach.My hands roamed across Lucen's broad shoulders, fingers mapping the terrain of muscle and bone I'd memorized in the dark. My nails dug into his flesh, leaving crescent marks in their wake as I tried to anchor myself against the storm of sensation
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 171: SAVOR THE NIGHT (R18+)ELI'S POVThe world blurred around me as Lucen's strong arms cradled my body against his chest. Each pounding step toward the master bedroom sent vibrations through my bones, his heartbeat a frantic drum against my ear.The silk of my shirt clung to my skin, damp with sweat and anticipation. His fingers dug into my thighs, possessive marks that would bloom purple tomorrow.The heavy oak door swung shut behind us with a decisive click, the sound echoing in the dimly lit room. Before I could draw breath, Lucen's mouth crashed against mine. His lips were demanding, hungry, tasting of wine and something darker, something uniquely him.”Mmmmmmm...” I moaned.I melted into the kiss, my hands tangling in his dark hair as he devoured me. My moans were swallowed by his tongue, each sound a testament to the electricity arcing between us.Lucen spun us, my back slamming against the cool wood of the door. His hips pinned me there, the hard ridge of his cock pressing insistently through layers of
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 170: ONLY USELI'S POVFor a long while, nobody moved. The ocean continued crashing beneath the cliffs while the cold night wind wrapped around us softly, carrying away the ashes of grief and bloodshed into the endless dark.I stayed kneeling on the ground with the twins clinging tightly against me while Mom, Dad, and Elena remained close enough to touch me as if they were afraid I’d disappear the moment they let go.Honestly? Maybe I was afraid of that too. Everything felt unreal, Elion was gone and the nightmare was over. And yet my chest still hurt like someone had reached inside and split my heart open with bare hands.Then suddenly... a familiar voice echoed softly inside my head. “My moonling.” I froze instantly. Noom, my wolf.For years, his voice had remained faint... distant... almost asleep beneath my consciousness ever since I discovered what I truly was.But now? he sounded stronger, warmer and relieved.“You’re safe,” Noom whispered quietly inside me.Tears burned my eyes again. “I a
Last Updated: 2026-05-28
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