LOGINThe night settled softly, like it wasn’t ready to make demands.Lola sat cross legged on the bed, laptop open but untouched, the glow of the screen reflecting thoughts she wasn’t ready to face. Outside, laughter drifted up from the quad college life in motion, unaware of the quiet gravity in her roo
Morning didn’t rush them.Sunlight slipped in gently, catching dust in the air and painting the room in soft gold. Lola woke with a strange, unfamiliar feeling peace. The kind that didn’t disappear the moment she opened her eyes.She was still in the middle.Jake lay on his back to her left, arm ben
The lights were off, but no one was asleep.Lola lay on her side, facing the wall, listening to the soft rhythm of breathing behind her. The room felt different in the dark smaller, warmer, more honest. There was no tension pressing down anymore, no threat humming under the surface.Just awareness.
Night arrived quietly.Not like before no alarms in Lola’s chest, no edge in the air. Just the soft hum of the dorm settling down, doors closing, laughter fading into low conversations and music drifting through walls.Lola stood at the window, arms folded loosely, watching the lights outside blink
The afternoon stretched out in a way that felt unfamiliar.Not tense.Not hurried.Just… open.Lola walked across campus with Jake and Damon flanking her not guarding, not hovering, simply there. The whispers still existed, but they were background noise now, like traffic she no longer needed to loo
Morning light slipped through the blinds in thin, pale lines.Lola woke slowly, awareness returning in layers. Warmth first. Then weight. Then the quiet certainty that she wasn’t alone.Jake was half-reclined against the headboard, one arm relaxed behind her shoulders, his breathing slow and even. D
The air between them crackled with unspoken rivalry. Ryan stepped closer, their shoulders nearly colliding now. “Because when it comes to Lola…” He paused, his voice lowering, dangerous. “…everything is my business.” Lola’s stomach dropped. Her name hung in the air like a live wire, sparking with
The knock came again, sharper this time, echoing through the narrow office. “Jake? Open up.” Ryan’s voice was commanding, the kind that carried down hallways and silenced chatter. Lola froze where she sat on the edge of the desk, her blouse half buttoned, her lips still tingling from Jake’s kisses
For a moment, silence stretched between them. His body stilled, his hand hovering just above her skin as though he was fighting the urge to pull her back in. When he finally spoke, his voice was softer but no less dangerous. “You already did.” The words sank deep into her chest, leaving her breat
“You’re mine, Lola,” he rasped, voice trembling with restrained intensity. “Say it.” Her chest heaved, eyes half lidded, lips parted in a trembling moan. She wanted to resist, to cling to pride but his body, his hands, the way he held her it tore down every wall she’d built. “I’m yours,” she whisp







