MasukAll I wanted was a one-night stand with a random guy, just to get back at my boyfriend, who had insulted me for never being able to feel anything with him. So, I left Brooklyn with my best friend, Ashley, to spend spring break in Cabo. The deal was simple: have fun like a normal young adult and hook up with any guy... just to prove a point. I ended up in the bed of a man with the most mesmerizing eyes I’d ever seen—a man I knew absolutely nothing about. He pleased me in ways I didn’t think were possible. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered brush of his hands against my skin ignited a hunger I never knew I had. But when I woke up the next morning, the stranger was gone. I thought it was just a forgotten one-night stand, someone I’d never see again. Until I found out he was my new statistics professor. It was supposed to be one meaningless night, but now I crave him in ways I never knew were possible. Even knowing he could be my downfall, I still want him. Still crave him. Still want him to ruin me in whatever way he desires.
Lihat lebih banyak~ Sylara POV ~ "Nick... that is seriously enough!" I complained for the umpteenth time as he casually pointed to yet another display case, completely ignoring my protests. He didn't just pick out a few clothes, he was buying out entire collections. And these luxury bags and shoes weren't just ordinary designer items—they were high-fashion pieces worth thousands upon thousands of dollars. "Didn't I tell you we were going out so I could treat you like my queen?" he asked, his deep voice smooth, entirely unbothered by the astronomical price tags. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running my hand through my hair. "I know you said that, but this is way too much! I don't even need half of these!" I gestured wildly toward the mountain of boxes, heels, dresses, and leather bags currently being held by a small army of bow-tied store staffs. The moment we had walked into the exclusive boulevard mall, Nick had quietly signaled the security team to clear out the entire floor. He had
~ Sylara's POV ~ I stood at the edge of the shore, letting the cool beach breeze whip my hair and dress around my legs as I watched the waves crash onto the sand. The hotel possessed its own secluded, velvet-fenced beach, and I had wandered down here because my suite felt suffocating. I had never stayed in a high-end luxury suite in my entire life, and the vast, quiet space felt unnervingly huge. Nick was doing too much. I was terrified of getting used to him treating me like this. Once upon a time, he was cold, distant, and completely unpredictable—pushing me away one second and pulling me back the next. I knew I had literally begged him to go back to being that cold, aloof professor, but the man completely refused to listen. And I didn't want to get addicted to this soft, pampering side he was suddenly showing me. "Maman!" A burst of bright, ringing laughter snapped me out of my thoughts. My eyes drifted down the shoreline. A young French girl, probably around my age,
~ Nicholas's POV ~ I lied to her. It wasn't as if I'd planned to casually drop the fact that I was the Don of the most ruthless Bratva clan in Russia, but the sheer panic in her eyes when she brought up the word mafia gave me every reason to bury the truth. She told me she would run away if I belonged to that world. What she failed to realize was that when the truth finally surfaced, I wasn't going to give her the option to leave. I was completely consumed by her. I was never letting her go. Not her fear, not her resistance, not even death itself would separate her from me. Once I was finished dealing with Malachi, I would lay out the truth. And if she refused to accept it... I wouldn't hesitate to toss her into my private jet and drag her straight back to Moscow with me. As for her parents, I gave zero fucks about them. Those animals were the reason she had arrived at my gates sob-wracked and broken, and that was precisely why she'd refused to give me their names. She was t
~ Sylara's POV ~ Our flight to Paris took off at exactly ten o'clock the following morning. Deep down, I knew I should have declined. Every logical bone in my body was screaming at me to maintain a strict boundary between us, but the temptation was too strong. Besides, it wasn't like I was going to run into any of my university classmates in Paris. I didn't know a single soul in Paris, which made it the ultimate safe haven. More than that, after the agonizing way my parents had treated me last night, I needed to put as many miles between us as humanly possible. I still couldn't wrap my head around their betrayal. The slaps weren't even what truly broke me. I could have swallowed the physical pain if that was all they had done. The fact that they took Alfred's side after knowing the reason why he broke up with me—and why he wanted me back, made my heart bleed. Despite how they had been treating me ever since I made a vow not to get back together with Alfred, I still loved t







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