LOGIN(Aurora’s POV)
The instant Ian and I stepped out of the car, students gathered in clusters around the college grounds began staring at us, some attempting not to, others making no attempt at subtlety.
The moment we crossed the threshold, a hush fell over the path we walked. Whispers. Stolen photos. Awkward silences. But I kept my head high, gripping the strap of my
(Author’s POV)The breakfast table of the Skylar mansion had never felt warmer. Aurora’s laughter blended with the playful teasing of her four husbands. For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist.Ryan had just nudged a strawberry toward her lips, Ian was rambling about how pancakes tasted better on Sundays, when suddenly…Aurora’s phone rang.She paused, fork suspended mid-air, eyes dropping to where the phone vibrated against the wooden table.Unknown number. Her brows knitted. She swiped to answer.“Hello?”There was silence. A shaky breath. And then…“A–Aurora&hellip
(Author’s POV)Aurora was still caught in her husbands embrace, her heart racing, cheeks flushed.Owen sat up, propping himself on his elbow, his gaze traveling slowly from her face to her lips.“You look beautiful in the morning,” He said, voice honest and deep.“Soft. Flushed. Ours”.Aurora’s breath stalled.Asher brushed a strand of hair behind her ear from behind her, leaning close enough that she could feel his lips near her temple.“You took care of someone yesterday,” He whispered, his voice softer than the others.“An
(Author’s POV)Morning arrived softly, not with noise, but with light.Golden sunlight seeped through Aurora’s sheer curtains, warming the room and painting everything in soft amber. The Skylar mansion, usually full of quiet movement and the distant sound of staff beginning their day felt unusually still.Inside Aurora’s room, four strong arms lay draped over her, cocooning her in a warm, possessive embrace. The bed was a tangle of limbs, bare skin, and slow breaths, peaceful, calm and intimate.Aurora was the first to stir.She blinked slowly, her lashes fluttering as her eyes adjusted to the soft morning glow. The heaviness she felt last night, the emotional storm seemed lighter, not gone, but supported.
(Author’s POV)For hours, Aurora had been strong for Ivy. She had held herself together like armor. But with them here, her safe place, her home, her husbands, the walls she’d forced up finally shattered.Tears spilled without restraint and immediately without hesitation four sets of arms reached for her.Ryan was the first to pull her close, his hand cupping the back of her head gently. Owen wrapped around them both, one arm across her back protectively, jaw clenched. Asher slid in from her right, pulling her into his chest, his fingertips stroking her hair with surprising gentleness. Ian’s arms slipped around her waist as he pressed his forehead softly to her shoulder.She was surrounded, held and anchored.
(Author’s POV)The silence in the living room stretched, tight, uncomfortable, and heavy enough to suffocate.“What is going on?” Owen’s voice finally cut through it like a blade. His tone was stern and calm, but sharp enough to warn that he expected the truth.Asher didn’t hesitate. With the most casual shrug, he stepped to the side fully exposing Ian.Ian shot him a betrayed glare. ‘Really? No backup? No brotherhood? Just here, take the sacrifice?’. But Asher only folded his arms, expression annoyingly neutral.Ian swallowed hard, staring at the floor before speaking in the smallest voice imaginable.“Um… Aurora and I went t
(Author’s POV)Ian was sitting on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees, phone in his hands, not because he was reading anything, but because it gave his nervous fingers something to hold. His gaze drifted repeatedly toward the staircase, listening for footsteps, for a door opening, for anything that might tell him Aurora needed him.But the house remained painfully silent. His chest felt tight, he wasn’t used to this kind of silence, one that came from worry, not peace.The front door opened.Ian didn’t look up at first until he heard familiar footsteps and the subtle shift in the room’s energy.Asher entered, shrugging off his jacket while scrolling through a message on his phone, probably from his m
(Aurora’s POV)I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. My room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of my bedside lamp casting warm light across the walls. The peaceful silence of the nig
(Ian’s POV)I was lounging at the back of the classroom with my friends. The classroom was buzzing with chatter and laughter as there was still time for our professor to arrive. I leaned back in my chair while lis
(Owen’s POV)For the first time in many years, my brothers and I are at home together. It just brings back memories of how we used to spend weekends playing together as kids, especially with our mother.
(Ian’s POV)I leaned casually against my car, scrolling through my phone as I waited for Aurora. My mind drifted to our tense, quiet drives the past few days, and I sighed.







