เข้าสู่ระบบSophia's pov…..I sucked in a breath at the intensity blazing in Adrian Wolfe's eyes and the warning there, but my hands didn’t drop from his chest.“I’m the last thing you need, but it’s too late for you now. Now that I know what you taste like, the feeling of those fingers humming along my skin…” Herasped.My eyes flared, and I felt the defiance filling them. “You’re exactly what I need.”And I knew that was true. Because the universe and fates wouldn’t bond me to someone who didn’t balance me in some way. The same way I would balance them. We could find a wholeness together that we’d never be able to find apart.His eyes darkened. “You don’t know what you’re playing with,Little mouse”.My gaze didn’t move from his. “I’m not scared of you.”He moved in a flash, his hands locking around my wrists and pinning them above my head. “You should be.”My back and arms pressed against the tile, the coolness of the surface at war with my overheated skin. “Do your worst.”Adrian's mo
Sophia’s POV…….I was in my room when the news sank in.Not just heard it—felt it.My phone lay on the bed beside me, screen glowing with Lily’s message, the little ring emoji practically vibrating with excitement.> I said yes. I’m engaged.I stared at it for a full minute before I screamed.I actually screamed.I threw the phone onto the bed, clapped my hands over my mouth, and spun in a small, ridiculous circle like I was sixteen again and not a grown woman with bills and stress and a job that ate my soul.Lily. Engaged.After everything she’d been through—Ryan, her father, the kidnapping, the fear—she got a man who would burn empires for her and still look at her like she hung the moon.I flopped onto the bed, smiling at the ceiling.My best friend deserved the best in the world, she's the sweetest angelive ever met.“About damn time,” I muttered.I was still riding that happiness when my phone buzzed again.> We’re at a bar downtown. Don’t ask. Come if you want.I frowned.Anothe
Lily’s POVThe night air hit my face the moment we stepped out of the restaurant, cool and electric, like the city itself was exhaling with us.Andrew’s hand was still warm around mine.I glanced up at him, the streetlights catching the sharp line of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows that never fully disappeared—even when he was happy.“You okay?” I asked.He huffed out a breath that was almost a laugh. “I just proposed. I think I forgot how to breathe.”I smiled, lifting my left hand so the ring caught the light again. It didn’t feel real yet. None of it did. The fire. The kidnapping. The proposal. The way my life had detonated and reassembled itself around this man.“Come on,” I said, tugging his hand.“To the common club?” he asked as the driver opened the car door.“You trust me?”He didn’t hesitate. “With my life.”I grinned. “Good. Because I’m stealing you.”The car slid into traffic, the city blurring past the windows. Andrew sat stiffly beside me at first, jacket imm
Lily’s POV…….Selling my house felt stranger than I expected.Everything going on right now, felt like a dream, one moment i as graduating and playing strip poker with a stranger and now I'm a victim and survivor of a kidnapping and selling my house.I stood in the doorway one last time, keys cold in my palm, staring at the walls that had held too many versions of me—hopeful, broken, stubborn, scared. This place had been my first taste of independence, my first real failure, my first lesson in letting go.It wasn’t sadness that tightened my chest.It was relief.I handed the keys to the agent and walked away without looking back.By the time I got into the car Andrew had sent for me, my phone buzzed.Andrew:It’s done. I had someone wire the money to the authorities. They found your father. He’s being taken back to rehab tonight. Long-term. Secure.My fingers trembled as I read the message again.Tears blurred my vision.For the first time in years, my father was no longer my respons
Andrew’s POV……I woke up earlier than everyone, went to my indoor gym and did some exercises to clear my head.Lily is with me, she's safe and sleeping. I went to the living toomThe news anchor’s voice cut through the quiet of the living room.“…footage believed to be connected to the recent kidnapping of Lily Hart has surfaced overnight. Authorities confirm the video was anonymously leaked early this morning. Police are now actively searching for Ryan and Sterling Enterprises founder—”I muted the television.The screen froze on a blurred still from the video. Lily’s face—pale, smeared with dirt, terrified—pixelated just enough to protect her identity, but not enough to hide the truth.I watched it anyway.Again.Not because I wanted to relive it.Because I needed to remember why I’d done what I did.Why I’d burned my father’s empire to the ground. Why I’d leaked the video myself.Sunlight crept through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, washing the city in gold. It sh
Lily’s POV…..The cold night air hit my skin the moment Andrew carried me outside.I sucked in a shaky breath, my lungs burning like I’d been underwater too long. The world felt unreal—sirens wailing in the distance, red lights flashing against warehouse walls, smoke curling into the sky like something out of a nightmare.But Andrew was real.His arms were locked around me, solid, warm, familiar. I buried my face into his chest, breathing him in like oxygen.“You’re safe,” he murmured against my hair. “I’ve got you.”That was it.The dam broke.I clung to him, fingers twisting into his shirt, my body shaking violently as sobs ripped out of me. Ugly, broken sobs. The kind I’d been holding in since the moment Ryan’s hands touched me.Andrew stopped walking.He held me tighter.“It’s okay,” he whispered. “Let it out, sweetheart. You’re here. I’m here.”I pulled back just enough to look at him. His face was hard and soft at the same time—jaw clenched, eyes burning with something dark and







