LOGINRachael’s POV“I’m not going to be gentle. I’m starved Rachael. If we’re doing this, you’ll take it till I’m satisfied.” he warned, gripping my thighs and lifting me onto the bed.His cock pressed against my center. I moaned so hard, wrapping my legs around him, grinding against him, my body aching for more.His hands gripped my boobs, his fingers tweaking my nipples.“Fuck!”, I exhaled.“I want to finger your pussy till you cum.”“Do anything you want… I’m yours tonight.”I whispered.His cock slammed in and out of me, my tits bouncing with every thrust.With one hard deep thrust, I was cumming but he didn’t stop.“I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”As he increased his pace, he came, his cock deep inside me, as he collapsed on top of me, both of us panting and sweating.The rain hadn’t stopped.I could still hear it.I lay curled against him, my head resting lightly on his chest.His arm was wrapped around me… firm, grounding… like he wasn’t letting go anytime soon.For the first
Rachael’s POVWhat if I don’t want this anymore?The thought didn’t leave.It stayed.Sat heavy in my chest… louder than everything else.Louder than the pressure.Louder than the wedding.Louder than my father’s voice in my head.I stared at the ring box in my hand.Like if I didn’t open it again… none of this would be real.A knock came at my door.I didn’t answer.“Rachael.”My father.Of course.“I know you’re inside.”I wiped quickly at my face before walking over and opening the door.He stepped in without waiting.His eyes moved around the room briefly before settling on me.“You’re not dressed.”“For what?”“The dinner.”I frowned.“What dinner?”He looked at me like I had just asked the most ridiculous question.“The Brooks. Tonight.”My chest tightened.Of course.Another reminder.Another obligation.“I didn’t know about it.”“Well, now you do.”His tone was flat.Like this was nothing.Like this didn’t matter.“I just got back,” I said quietly.“And?”I stared at him.“I’m
Rachael’s POVThe bell above the door chimed softly as I stepped into the jewelry store.Everything gleaming under soft lights that made the glass cases sparkle just enough to feel important.I paused just inside the entrance.Took a breath.This was it.The last piece.The ring.Something about that felt heavier than the dress.Because a dress could be taken off.A ring…meant something else.“Good afternoon.”The voice came from behind the counter.Familiar.Too familiar.I looked up.And froze.Daniel.For a second, neither of us moved.Then his brows lifted slightly.“Rachael.”My grip tightened on my bag.“Hi.”A pause.Not awkward.Just… loaded.“You work here?” I asked, even though the answer was obvious.He gave a small nod.“My family owns it.”That made sense.Everything about him screamed that kind of quiet wealth.I nodded slowly.“Right.”Silence stretched for a second.Then he stepped out from behind the counter.Professional.But softer than the last time I saw him.“I
Rachael’s POVThe boutique smelled like perfume and polished glass.Soft.Expensive.Carefully curated to make everything feel perfect.Bella walked in like she belonged there.Like this was her moment just as much as mine.“Today,” she announced, slipping her sunglasses up into her hair, “you fall in love with your dress.”I didn’t respond.Because I already knew I wouldn’t.The staff greeted us immediately.Smiles.Compliments.Energy that felt just a little too rehearsed.“Miss Virgo, we’ve been expecting you.”Of course you have.Everything about this had been scheduled down to the minute.I followed them further inside, Bella right beside me, already talking, already asking questions I wasn’t interested in answering.“How many fittings has she done already?”“Is this the final version?”“Can we see it now?”They laughed politely.“Yes, this is the final piece.”Final.The word settled heavily in my chest.Because this wasn’t just a dress.It was a decision.One I didn’t remember
Rachael’s POVI woke up before my alarm.Not because I was well rested.Because my mind never really slept.Bella was still beside me…half tangled in the duvet…one arm stretched across my waist like she had claimed me in her sleep.For a moment…I just lay there.Still.Quiet.Watching her breathe.Soft.Peaceful.Unaware.And that word again…unaware…sat heavy in my chest.I slowly slipped out from under her arm, careful not to wake her.She stirred slightly…murmured something incoherent…then settled again.Good.She didn’t need to wake up to this version of me.I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and stepped into the hallway.The house was quiet.Too quiet.The kind that made everything feel louder than it should be.My thoughts.My breathing.Everything.I leaned lightly against the wall and opened my messages.Jonathan.My fingers hovered over the screen for a second.Then I typed.“I won’t be coming in today.”I stared at it.Simple.Safe.Distant.Exactly what I neede
Rachael’s POV“I’m listening.”Bella’s voice was soft.Open.Unguarded.And somehow…that made it worse.My throat tightened.Everything I wanted to say sat right there…just behind my lips.Heavy.Dangerous.Real.I stared at the ceiling, my heart beating a little too fast.If I said it…Everything would change.There would be no taking it back.No pretending.No hiding.Just truth.Raw.Messy.Irreversible.“Bella, I…”A knock.Sharp.Sudden.The words died in my throat instantly.We both turned toward the door.“Rachael?” my mom’s voice came through. “Are you awake?”I blinked.The moment shattered.Gone.Just like that.Bella groaned softly beside me.“Saved by the bell,” she muttered under her breath.I exhaled quietly.“I’ll get it.”I pushed myself up from the bed, my body still tense from everything I hadn’t said.From everything I almost did.I opened the door.Mom stood there, already dressed for the next day like she had ten things on her mind and not enough time for any of
Rachael’s POVMary Hills did not fill a room with noise.She filled it with awareness.Even sitting quietly on Bella’s couch, she carried the calm authority of someone used to being listened to.Bella, unfortunately, had never been very good at silence.“…and then Clinton decided the announcement s
Rachael’s POVFor a moment I stayed where I was.The balcony door had already closed behind Jonathan, but the air still felt warmer than it had a few minutes ago.‘The real version of that night was a lot harder to forget.’The words replayed in my head whether I wanted them to or not.I exhaled sl
Rachael’s POV Daniel was mid sentence when my phone buzzed. “…so I told him if you hate your job that much, maybe it’s not the job,” he was saying lightly, stirring his coffee. “Maybe it’s the room.” “The room?” I asked. “Yeah. Some rooms shrink you. Some don’t.” My phone buzzed again in my ha
Rachael POVThe last thing I remember is the way the room tilted… my mother’s voice somewhere in the distance… Bella screaming… and then nothing.When I open my eyes, everything feels too bright.I try to move but my head throbs immediately.“Don’t,” a nurse’s voice says gently. “You fainted.”Fain







