“It’s fine,” he said. “You can go home and cry over your ex, or you can come with me.” Anna swallowed. Her heart thudded hard in her chest. “I’m not asking for anything you don’t want,” he added. “But if you want to stop thinking about him, I’ll help you do that.” “Okay,” she replied. He moved closer to Anna, slow but sure, closing the space between them. His hand came up, firm and unhurried, gripping her jaw. His fingers were warm, slightly calloused. He tilted her face up, making her look at him. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, voice low and commanding. Anna swallowed, her pulse racing as she replied. “Yes. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget about him.” *************************************** Anna Hawkins was never meant to fall into the arms of a stranger. But after walking in on her fiancé having sex with her best friend, pain dragged her into the shadows of a nightclub and into the arms of a man with cold eyes, inked skin, and a body that ruined her. Their night was supposed to mean nothing. But unforeseen circumstances throw Anna into a brutal world of power, crime, and possession. She’s no longer just heartbroken. She’s owned. And the most dangerous part? She doesn’t know how to escape.
Lihat lebih banyakAnna stirred awake as her eyes fluttered open to darkness. A blindfold was pressed tightly over her eyes, trapping her in darkness that made her heart race. Her head throbbed, dull at first, then sharp, overwhelming her senses and making her groan from the pain. She tried to move her mouth, but she couldn’t. A thick cloth gagged her, pressing against her tongue. The taste of chemicals still lingered. Her body felt both weightless and heavy, like she was floating through fog. Her limbs were numb, her skin cold, her breathing shallow and faint. She tried moving also, but her wrists wouldn’t budge. They were tied tightly behind her back. Rough rope bit into her skin, binding her ankles just as firmly. Panic swelled in her chest immediately, tightening her breath until it hitched in her throat. Anna was upright, seated on a chair, her body heavy with stiffness. Every muscle throbbed, like she’d been out for hours. She held her breath, listening, but nothing came. No footsteps,
~THE NEXT MORNING~ Anna’s eyes slowly opened to a ceiling that wasn’t hers. The room was quiet, except for the low hum of the air conditioner and the soft rustle of sheets underneath her. Pale light slipped through thin curtains, cool against her skin. Her body felt heavy, aching in places she hadn’t expected. She lay still for a moment, her breathing shallow and uneven. Then the memories from last night came crashing in—the heat, his hands, the way he had touched her. Her heart raced, and her chest tightened as a sudden wave of panic swept over her. She pushed herself up the bed, feeling the cold air brush over her bare skin. The rough sheets slipped away from her body as she moved. Across the bed, the stranger she had a one night stand with lay still, asleep with deep and steady breathing, unaware that she was already awake. Anna came down from the bed slowly, her legs shaky beneath her. Her hands trembled as she reached for her dress on the floor and pulled it on qui
His mouth crashed into Anna’s, hard and hungry, with his grip locked around her jaw, fingers digging in just enough to make her breath hitch. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in, parted her lips and let him own her mouth completely. His other hand moved down to her hip and yanked her close, making her feel the hard length of his cock pressing urgently against his pants. His tongue slid deep into her mouth, slick and commanding making her moan as her knees started to give beneath her. Without breaking the kiss, he shifted her backward until her calves hit the edge of the bed. Only then did he pull back just enough to speak, voice rough and frayed with want. “Take it off.” Anna didn’t hesitate. Her hands trembled as they immediately reached behind, fumbling with the zipper of her dress. The fabric slid down slowly over her skin, damp with sweat and arousal, before pooling at her feet. She stood in nothing but black lace and heels, bare-chested and exposed. He sta
Rain soaked Anna’s hair and slid down her face, cold and relentless. She didn’t know how long she’d been standing on James’s porch. Her arms hung limply by her sides, her fingers numb. Her eyes were swollen, lashes clumped, her skin blotchy and pale. The tears had stopped, but the exhaustion on her face made it clear she’d been crying for hours. Her body trembled not just from the cold, but from the way everything had collapsed in one brutal night. Six years, gone in seconds. The man she was supposed to marry, the one she had stood beside through every high and low, had tossed it all aside like it never mattered. And the woman she called family, the one who knew every part of her, every scar and secret, had climbed into her fiancé’s bed like it meant nothing. They hadn’t just betrayed her. They had torn her wide open and left her bleeding, like she was nothing, like she never meant a damn thing. Anna’s fingers curled into fists. The engagement ring she had waited thre
Anna’s hand shook slightly as she reached for James’s apartment door, her body heavy with exhaustion. Rain was falling steadily outside, soaking through her coat and leaving damp strands of hair clinging to her face. In one hand, she carried a paper bag, nearly soaked, with a small box inside containing James’s favorite cheesecake. She had decided to surprise her fiancé, James, and spend the night with him, so she came straight to his place after work. It had been a long, stressful day for her, but the thought of curling up on the couch with James still made her smile. She reached for the doorknob, then paused when she realized the door wasn’t locked. James always locked the door. Always. But tonight, it was slightly ajar, and a cold knot twisted in her stomach. Her fingers tightened around the paper bag as she pushed the door open. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. The apartment was silent. Too silent. She slipped off her coat and hung it on the rack
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