VEX POV
She throws my card at me. The number to my direct line. Not many people are given such a privilege of receiving it. The card falls to the pavement between her and the car. My eyes narrow, a muscle ticking in my jaw. She’s infuriating, i think to myself. The tinted window remains down, framing me like a portrait of controlled fury. For a heartbeat, i say nothing, just watching her with an intensity that burns. “You think walking away keeps you clean?” My Voice is soft, almost gentle—the calm before something devastating. “That's not how this works. Not in my city.” I nod once to Kade, who pulls away from the curb. The Aston Martin glides into traffic. Kade watches me in the mirror. I break the silence. “She Rejected me… twice. That’s not something that happens. Not even once.” Frustrating to say the least. Kade laughs silently under his breath. “She doesn’t seem like most women, they’re all usually throwing themselves at you.” I glare at Kade and the amusement he finds in all this. “Circle the block a few times, I have a feeling those men aren’t done with her yet” BRYNN POV I walk three blocks to my apartment. I walk in. I live alone. I shut the door locking it behind me. My apartment feels unsafe. Something about Vex makes me feel uneasy. Sending shivers down my spine thinking about his intense stare. I need to get his cologne off me. I head to the shower. Across the street a black Aston Martin sits in the shadows. Vex watching from the back seat. I exit the bathroom in a towel. Searching my dresser for an over sized shirt. I slip it over myself letting the towel drop to the floor. I check all my windows to make sure they’re locked, then the doors. I don’t notice the car in the shadows. I turn the light off… crawling into bed and drifting to sleep. VEX POV The Aston Martin idles across the street, Vex's silhouette barely visible through tinted windows. His phone buzzes. Sal’s voice comes through the speaker. “Boss, we got something on the stepsister. Jessie Mason moving product for the Mantis crew. Using daddy's properties as drop points.” Vex’s eyes remain fixed on your darkened window. “And our new friend?” Sal hesitates. “Clean record. Works at Meridian Publishing. Lives alone. No connections to our world, besides her step dad, but it seems she not in on his business” “Not part of our world…Yet.” I say Vex ends the call, his reflection in the window revealing a rare smile—predatory, patient. As dawn breaks, Brynn wakes up to find a single black rose on her pillow, its petals still wet with dew, and the business card tucked beneath it. BRYNN POV I wake up and see a flower and a black business card “Asshole.” I think. But a wave of anxiety washed over me. Scared to even think how he got in to my locked apartment. I get up and throw them in the trash. I head to my closet, dressing in a pencil skirt and a white blouse. Putting on heels on my freshly pedicured feet. Red nail polish always looks so good on me. I throw my dark brown hair up in a high slicked back ponytail. My long hair cascading down my back. I grab my bag and head for work. As I enter work my assistant hands me an itinerary for the day. Meetings all morning and a presentation later in the day. I make it to my office. My assistant walks in Your nine o’clock is here Ms. Mason. “Yes let them in.” I smell the expensive cologne coming from behind the door… Vex…VEX POVI stand outside Brynn’s door, the hallway light throwing long, patient shadows across the carpet. I pace—one, two, three steps—turn, repeat. Her being alone with Kade sets a slow burn under my skin, a heat that starts behind my ribs and crawls upward until my jaw clenches. I gave my rules; she broke them. It would have been easier if it were a business betrayal, something I could answer with orders and numbers. This isn’t. This is her. And that makes it worse.I tell myself to breathe. I tell myself that rage is pointless. I’ve killed people for less, a fact that should make this easier to dismiss, but it doesn’t.Not with her in my head. Not with the thought of someone else touching her, laughing with her, her name on their lips. The idea of it pins me like a boulder on my chest.I stop by the door and let my knuckles rest against the wood, half-expecting it to be warm from her body heat on the other side. I listen—small sounds: a drawer sliding, the soft scuff of fabric, pe
BRYNN POVVex’s body pins me against the wall, one hand braced beside my head, the other gripping my waist. His face is inches from mine, half-shrouded in shadow. Every line of him radiates power, control, and something dangerously personal.“Eavesdropping, Brynn?” His voice is low, soft, almost a purr, yet every syllable carries a warning. The scent of his cologne mixed with lingering cigarette smoke fills my senses, dizzying and intoxicating.His fingers tighten slightly on my waist, his thumb brushing against the sliver of exposed skin where my shirt has ridden up. A shiver runs through me, both from fear and desire.“Kade doesn’t know what I promised you. What I’m capable of.” His lips hover near my ear, the heat from his breath grazing my skin. “But you’re about to find out.”I can feel the tension in him, the predatory hunger, and it makes my pulse spike. His eyes flick between mine and my lips, reading every reaction, every involuntary shiver. My body betrays me—arousal pools i
KADE POVThe night air is sharp against my skin, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms from the gardens below. The Tang estate sleeps under a blanket of quiet, but my mind is anything but still. Every shadow could hide a threat. Every sound could be a warning.I lean against the balcony railing, eyes tracing the contours of the estate, imagining her there, small and careful beneath the lantern light. Brynn. She’s moving through this world of predators, not fully aware of the danger surrounding her—or the danger that lingers closer than she knows.Then she appears. Quiet, precise, and suddenly near. Her hand touches my shoulder—soft, deliberate, fleeting—and I stiffen. My chest tightens, and a low ache settles in my bones. Her presence is fire against ice, and for a moment, I can’t breathe.“Goodnight, Kade,” she whispers, her voice soft and steady, almost casual—but there’s weight behind it, an acknowledgment that I can’t ignore.The light pressure of her fingers lingers just long eno
KADE POVI watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me.Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer.“One cage for another. Yeah.”I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us.“The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”My eyes find hers in the moonlight. Regret. That’s what I feel. I should have spoken louder for her. I’m loyal to Vex—but Brynn… I just want to protect her. Nothing, not even Vex, will stop me from that.A faint sound from the tunnel releases me from my thoughts.“Someone’s coming. You should go.”⸻BRYNN POVI rush back down the hallway, seeking a corner to hide. But the sharp scent of cologne hits me before I even see the figure.Vex.He strides up to Kade. I freeze, pressing myself against the wall, liste
BRYNN POVAs the door closes behind me, the room swallows me in silence. For several long seconds, I hear him lingering outside my door—soft steps, hushed words to someone, then finally his retreat down the hallway.The jade pendant feels heavy against my chest—a tangible reminder of my new reality.A soft buzz from the burner phone Vex gave me breaks the quiet. Two messages glow on the screen:“Wear something traditional tomorrow. Red. Your brother expects a formal announcement. Sleep well, future Mrs. Maddock. –V”“The east wing has a secret passage. Third panel from the window slides open. If you need air tonight. I won’t be there. –V”I fall onto my bed, my mind spinning. The east wing… fresh air. Maybe a small escape from the walls closing in.-Fuck it.I change into yoga pants and a hoodie, stepping cautiously into the hallway. My movements are quiet, deliberate. I find the third panel, sliding it open to reveal the narrow tunnel beyond.At the end, a large figure is silhouetted
VEX POVThe night air is thick with the scent of cherry blossoms, petals drifting across the stone paths like pale snow. Lanterns flicker, casting long shadows over the carefully manicured courtyard as I walk beside Brynn, her hand still in mine. Every step toward her room is deliberate, controlled. Not because she cannot handle herself—she can—but because the world around us is dangerous, and I refuse to let her become collateral.Her dress brushes softly against my coat, and I resist the urge to pull her closer. The urge to rip her dress off and explore her entire body with my mouth. I want to feel her lose control as I send pleasure through her with just my tongue. The thought makes my dick get hard. I want to feel her thighs so tight around my head I can’t breathe as she cums in my mouth. I push the thoughts away. It can’t happen. Ever. I have to control this urge. One mistake, and we are dead. All of us. This is part performance, part protection, and part… something else I re